Subnautica: Below Zero Penguins Novels & Stories

“Thank you, I told her, my head swiveling to take in the gigantic tanks lining the walls and the cylindrically shaped ones positioned all over the room. The lights in the aquarium were dim, except for the purple and blue lights shining in and on the tanks themselves. It gave an otherworldly feel to the place and I shivered, grasping Annie’s hand a bit tighter. I was glad we were doing this together. Experiencing things like this together was making memories I knew I would cherish forever. Annie tugged my hand and led me towards one of the cylinders in the center of the room holding thousands of tiny jellyfish. She gaped at them, marveling at how they shimmered in the light, almost transparen

Emery Quinn The bass reverberated through the floor, up my calves, and into the cage of my ribs. Each pulse traveled through my bones like a second heartbeat, synchronizing with the rhythm that commanded every body in this dimly lit sanctuary of escape. The sound wasn't just music—it was a physical force, a tangible thing that wrapped around me and pulled me deeper into the anonymity I craved.

After selecting the weapons, Gideon turned his attention to Winter. She stood silently in the center of the underground palace, facing a large pool of water. Gideon walked over. In the pool was an egg-shaped machine that resembled a submarine. Its design was strange and unlike anything Gideon had ever seen. "This is the machine you mentioned? The one that can take us safely into the depths of the abyss?" He was skeptical. "Yes." Winter, however, sounded completely confident. "To be honest, this is an advanced technological abyssal submarine. It can dive to a maximum depth of 65,000 feet!"

Kelsa realized that the doctor's plan was feasible but extremely difficult to execute. How were they going to hide two life babies from two scary bodybuild guards without them making a sound? Actually, this basement did not have a window. It was specifically designed with only one way to exit. The door. What could they do? "Yes! I know what to do!" Doctor Brown said excitedly as he thought of a plan immediately. He used gauze to cover the mouth of the little ones and used plaster to shut them up. After that, he hid them behind the door in an orderly manner.

Leading. “Where’s the signal strongest?” I asked. Tamar hesitated. “Deep Pacific. Mariana Trench.” Liam scoffed softly. “You’re telling me we just went from Arctic bunkers to oceanic pits?” “Not just any pit,” Freya said. “We’re talking Challenger Deep. Eleven kilometers down. No human infrastructure survives that long without constant reinforcement.” Richter stepped forward. “Are you saying there’s something down there? A facility?” “Something's transmitting,” Tamar said. “And whatever it is—it’s alive.”

They were there to test the strength of their defences. Shifting back to his human form, Joseph went to the truck and put on his clothes. "What do you think?" Adam asked when he entered the truck. Brian joined them and sat at the back while the rest of the men took care of the mess. They would have to dig a ditch and do a mass burial. Luna Amber had banned burning corpses, so a mass burial would do just fine. Adam was behind the wheel while Joseph sat in the passenger's seat. "How did it start, Brian?" Joseph asked his Gamma, who was also his friend.

It spiraled upward, rimmed with frost, sucking all the warmth from the air. I could feel the chill hit instantly, stabbing into my soaked clothes, freezing the blood in my veins. “Oh, great,” Pelin muttered, hugging herself. “Now we get to freeze to death aswell.” Then from the top of the iceberg, Aquarius, the Water Bearer, made his appearance. My pulse quickened as I watched him descend. The wind howled, but it didn’t bother him. He moved with the grace of a predator, barefoot and undisturbed by the icy ground beneath him, his steps as fluid as the waters he controlled.

--- Hours later, the jet sliced through polar night. Auroras shimmered across the sky like silent electric storms. Inside the cabin, tension hummed louder than the engines. Adrian strapped in beside Elena. “Once we land, communications will degrade.” Lucas monitored signal integrity. “Expect blackout windows up to thirty minutes.” Elena nodded. “We move fast.” The aircraft descended through dense cloud layers. Then— A structure appeared. Steel towers embedded in ice. Reinforced dome installations. Heat vents exhaling plumes into frozen air.

INVERTING Y-AXIS. Beneath the streets of Coldwater, three descending Hell-Pods suddenly received a catastrophic navigation error. Their internal gyroscopes flipped. Instead of drilling up into the city, the pods violently angled downward, accelerating their drills at maximum thrust directly into the planetary bedrock, burying themselves alive miles beneath the surface. "Three pods neutralized!" I yelled to Dax. "Good work, Ghost!" Dax shouted back, laying down a suppressing field of explosive fire to cover Sienna as she danced through the legs of a Sun-Guard, her phase-knives leaving trails of blue light and severed hydraulic lines.

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,