All Chapters of ONE NIGHT FOREVER : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

After three days...The ocean stretches out in the front people indefinitely, and after the whole lot we would been through, its rhythmic waves had been calming in a manner I by no means could have imagined. We had slightly survived the war, and the ashes had been wiped away through the salty breeze that carried the heady fragrance of freedom. Just before the last explosion, we had fled Natalia's stronghold, and the compound and everything she had constructed were engulfed by the raging fire. Her twisted empire has vanished.However, her final words continued to ring in my ears:"This isn’t over."I tightened my grip on the worn railing of the seaside dock where Damien and I now stood. The secluded cove was quiet, far from prying eyes—a temporary refuge arranged by Kyle after our extraction.“Still thinking about her,” Damien said quietly, his voice rough but gentle.I glanced at him, finding his dark eyes fixed on the horizon, sharp and unreadable. He h

With snow crunching under our boots and our breath creating clouds in the freezing air, we staggered across the frozen woodland as the storm howled all around us. The tall trees with their ice-laden branches stood like vigilant sentinels.Still kilometers distant, tucked up in the rocky mountain range, was our extraction spot. Moving too slowly may lead to us being caught, while moving too quickly could put us in danger. Every step seemed like a risk.With all of his senses focused on high alert and his weapon ready, Damien moved with a keen, deliberate precision. He had been silent since we had left Raven's Hollow, and his look was unwavering and concentrated as stone.With lethal effectiveness, Vanessa covered our blind spots on each side of our left flank. Kyle was right behind me, still holding on to the encrypted disk as if it were our last remaining hope.The air turned harsh and stinging, piercing my lungs with each gasped breath. The faint sound of chopper blades reverber

Throughout the enormous bunker, the icy, mechanical hum of Site Echo's antiquated systems could be heard as the countdown timer—71:42:17—flickered on the displays, relentlessly ticking down toward something catastrophic.Natalia's stronghold was more than simply a staging area. We had no idea what it was for, but it was a launch site.Damien's face was fixed in icy, deadly concentration as he paced like a predator in a cage. A last war He had spent his whole life preparing for this moment.Vanessa guarded the door as Kyle diligently worked at the command panel, plugging into covert surveillance networks and evading outdated security procedures.I stood next to Damien with my fingers clenched on my icy sidearm. We were ready in spite of the tense atmosphere.With the intense glare of the screen shining on his face, Kyle said, "We need to hit that facility before the timer runs out." "But something else. is there."“What?” Damien yelled.After hesitating, Kyle swiveled the screen in our

As smoke swirled into the freezing sky from Natalia's blazing stronghold, the snow-capped mountains stood like mute spectators. Smelling of ash and finality, the frigid wind howled down the barren valley.Even in the face of devastation, however... The notion that it wasn't really over persisted.My hand stayed firmly in Damien's, stabilizing me against the weight of all we had been through. He studied the horizon with keen, dark eyes that were always alert...always prepared.With her gun slung across her back and a determined, soot-stained visage, Vanessa stepped out from the smoldering ruins behind us.Her voice was raspy from effort as she pleaded, "We have to get moving." "All of the local warlords and mercenaries will be brought in by that explosion."Still holding his portable console in one shaking hand amid the confusion, Kyle staggered toward us. He was alive, breathing heavily, which was a miracle in and of itself.Raising the charred instrument, he swore, "I pulled everythi

Slicing through the gloomy sky like a ghost in a storm, the VTOL stealth craft roared through the frigid winds above the North Sea. On the mission panel, Kyle's traced coordinates blazed steadily, leading us to our last battlefield, Natalia's mobile fortress.As waves rumbled violently and relentlessly in the ocean below, rain battered the reinforced cockpit glass. We were getting closer to her every second as the craft's engines hummed with silent force.Damien was standing close to the back exit of the aircraft, his weapon at the ready, his keen eyes focused on the tactical display that was flashing. The hunter stood poised to attack, his features etched into stone, ferocious and uncompromising.Vanessa made practiced adjustments to her sniper rifle, each one accurate and lethal. With encrypted communications streaming across the luminous panel, Kyle was at the tactical station aboard, doing last-minute tests on his equipment.I took a last look over my equipment while taking deep b