Raising the Past (Origins Edition)

Raising the Past (Origins Edition)

Jeremy Robinson

Language: English

Pages: 308

ISBN: 0983601747

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

ORIGINS EDITION: Re-edited, revised, repackaged and expanded, this new edition of Raising the Past is superior to all that came before. Be sure to look for Robinson's other Origins Editions, which include re-releases of his first five novels.


A mammoth, flash frozen in solid ice 10,000 years ago is brought to the surface by a team of scientists. An act of sabotage frees the giant from its icy tomb and reveals the secret held inside.


The body of an ancient woman, cloaked in furs, slides out of the mammoth's belly. But it is not the woman that holds the team's attention...it is the object she is clutching...a device created by an advanced civilization. 

The device is accidentally activated, summoning forces who seek its destruction. It is the key to mankind's salvation and freedom from the sinister force hiding behind the curtain, pulling the strings and leading humanity towards destruction. 


"Jeremy Robinson's novel RAISING THE PAST is a rollicking Arctic adventure that explores the origins of the human species. Written in a solid cinematic style, it starts with the excavation of a frozen mammoth in the wilds of the Canadian tundra and ends with a pitched battle for the future of mankind. A story not to be missed!"--James Rollins, bestselling author of ALTER OF EDEN
"RAISING THE PAST by Jeremy Robinson is a taut thriller that zooms. It's a wonderful mix of prehistoric intrigue, a modern-day love story, and a futuristic conspiracy bound to envelop any reader. Highly recommended." --Jon F. Merz, author of the LAWSON VAMPIRE SERIES


"If you like thrillers original, unpredictable and chock-full of action, you are going to love Jeremy Robinson's Chess Team. INSTINCT riveted me to my chair." --Stephen Coonts, NY Times bestselling author of DEEP BLACK: ARCTIC GOLD

"Instinct is a jungle fever of raw adrenaline that goes straight for the jugular." --Thomas Greanias, NY Times bestselling author of THE ATLANTIS PROPHECY

"Rocket-boosted action, brilliant speculation, and the recreation of a horror out of the mythologic past, all seamlessly blend into a rollercoaster ride of suspense and adventure."-- James Rollins, New York Times bestselling author of THE DEVIL COLONY

"PULSE contains all of the danger, treachery, and action a reader could wish for."-- Steve Berry, New York Times bestselling author of THE CHARLEMAGNE PURSUIT

"There's nothing timid about Robinson as he drops his readers off the cliff without a parachute and somehow manages to catch us an inch or two from doom." -- Jeff Long, New York Times bestselling author of THE DESCENT

"In Robinson's latest action fest, Jack Sigler, King of the Chess Team--a Delta Forces unit whose gonzo members take the names of chess pieces--tackles his most harrowing mission yet.Threshold elevates Robinson to the highest tier of over-the-top action authors and it delivers beyond the expectations even of his fans. The next Chess Team adventure cannot come fast enough."-- Booklist - Starred Review

"Threshold is one hell of a thriller, wildly imaginative and diabolical, which combines ancient legends and modern science into a non-stop action ride that will keep you turning the pages until the wee hours. Relentlessly gripping from start to finish, don't turn your back on this book!" --Douglas Preston, New York Times bestselling author of IMPACT


JEREMY ROBINSON is the author of eleven novels including Pulse and Instinct, the first two books in his exciting Jack Sigler thriller series. His novels have been translated into nine languages. He is the director of New Hampshire AuthorFest, a non-profit organization promoting literacy in New Hampshire, where he lives wife and three children.

Ice Station (Shane Schofield, Book 1)

Salamandastron (Redwall, Book 5)

Tunnels (Tunnels, Book 1)

Terra Incognita: Travels in Antarctica

The Storm (NUMA Files, Book 10)

Operation Breakthrough













Up with him. As the helicopter landed on the flat ice in a tornado of snow, Steve walked up to the polar bear and kicked it as hard as he could. “That’s for Paul.” He finished by spiting on the bear and kicking it one more time. Steve turned and headed for the chopper where Sam and Mary waited to deliver them from harm and grant them warm baths and hot food. Kevin followed Steve to the chopper and Eve followed, too. She turned back to Eddy, who was looking up at the glorious red towers of the 293.

Around the area, her eyes following the carnage of twisted metal and frozen body parts. “We can’t just leave them.” Eddy closed his eyes, trying to squeeze every image of death from his mind. “We’ll come back for them.” Silence fell over the group. What they now had to do felt colder than the air. Eddy found the small portion of himself that was still willing to fight, even at the brink of death-a parting gift from Jim before he died in Venezuela. “Listen up people,” Eddy said with a loud voice.

Realized ten-fold. The death toll had gone from three in Venezuela to more than thirty in the arctic. She wondered if hewould ever be himself again. She prayed he would. Eve climbed into the backhoe box and was enveloped by darkness. A voice, trying to sound strong, spoke from the black, “Who’s there?” 111 “It’s me, Eddy.” “Not now.” “Where are you?” “Leave me alone.” “Tell me where you are. It’s too dark in here.” With her last words, Eve’s foot caught on something hard and she toppled forward,.

Mary said with a straight face. “Eddy isn’t in charge of communications.” Sam closed the book, but left his finger wedged between the pages to save his place. He leaned forward. “Who is?” “Eve.” Sam’s face sank and his eyebrows furrowed, creasing his tan forehead. “How’s the weather been up there?” “Radar shows everything is clear.” “Maybe a mechanical problem? Atmospheric events?” Mary shook her head. “No sunspots, and they have Paul and Steve up there with them. I’m not sure what could have.

Of information which may be pertinent to his mission. His head pounded with pain as the frigid waters supplied by the Arctic Ocean swirled away from around his body. He was weak; his consciousness was a swirl of chaoticthoughts, trying to separate new information from millions of dreams. The tube of glass six feet thick slid open and he fell to the floor like a freshly cut evergreen. The room shook as his body struck the hard floor. Laying still, he let his mind wrap itself around the new.

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