Alex Romance Cyberpunk Novels & Stories

I read a lot of romance books with relatively strong sexual scenes so of course I knew what an orgy was and my eyebrows climbed up on my forehead at the mention of the word. What was going on out there? "Uh... " Axel scratched his head, looking thoroughly disoriented. "Yeah. Sure. I'll be out in a sec. " "Be. " With that one word, Alex threw another strange look at me before he disappeared. I wanted to die. I didn't want to dissapear or run or hide. I simply wanted to die. Have an arrow launch from a place unknown and pierce my heart there and then. No, death by arrow would be too painful. Maybe just a gradual obliteration where I faded into ashes and out of existence.

“Diego’s ability is the first of its kind. Other than his battle skills, it’s what made him extremely valuable back at the facility. The official term is cyberkinesis, but—” “But that’s a mouthful.” Diego interrupted with a grunt. “I prefer the term hacker.” The walls began to close in, squeezing the air from my lungs. I narrowed my eyes at Lyra and swallowed my building growl. “I thought you said you destroyed everything. Why would you have your Beta hack Phineas’ computers?” “Just hear her out, baby. Don’t think I wouldn’t tear her head off if she ever posed a threat to you.” Nox’s voice helped ease the tension tugging at my insides.

I tried to push him away while still holding the beer can, but my arms felt completely devoid of strength. Feeling my slight resistance, he finally broke the seal of our lips, lingering just a millimeter away. Our eyes locked in the dark, his heavy palm still resting firmly against the nape of my neck. I tried to force my hammering heart to slow down, desperate to extinguish the dangerous fire pooling in my gut. I glared up at him, my gaze burning with venom. "Neo, do you like it?" he rasped, his scorching breath fanning across my flushed face, carrying the scent of crisp midnight air and dark, dangerous intent.

Looking up at her, I realized she had been silently crying and tears were rolling down her face. “Don’t cry.” I whispered, and hesitantly, reached out and wiped away the wetness from her face. “No one deserves your tears, especially them.” “I’m not crying because of them.” Alexa said. “I promised I wouldn’t do it again. I’m crying because I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve this pain.” “Eventually, the pain does go away.” I told her. “How do you know?” She quizzed. “Someone broke your heart.”

“Once got a whole pledge class drunk and talked them into stripping in front of the house.” Alecia raised her eyebrows, one more reason not to join the protected. “He’s going to have some youthful indiscretions to explain away.” "His father will just make it all disappear.” Helen snapped her fingers, and Alecia wondered how many crimes that had been made to disapear simply because he was a powerful alpha. She looked at the handsome man and shook her head. What a pity. She would have loved to get to know him. He looked like the type of man she’d always dreamed of. One similar to the heroes in the romance novels she had read so often, but those men had been human . . . . or at least, that was

Amar started driving his car and the car drove out of his son's mansion. “Is this true, honey? Shall we go to the nightclub in this city? " asked Amar. Axelina nodded her head while looking out the window. Axelina activated her cellphone. And he got a message from Lucia. Lucia: Mama, Lucia is leaving now. Lucia apologizes for having entered Lexon's life. And already presumptuous in love with Lexon. Axelina: Take good care of yourself, Honey. There's nothing wrong with loving. God alone never forbids His creature to love someone. Destiny that has brought you together. Even with the wrong meetings and bad places.

I frowned as I felt the heaviness settle in my chest, knowing that it was somewhat familiar. Xavier’s head snapped toward the doorway at the same time mine did. The scent hit first: cool night air, something faintly metallic, and the wild tang of wolf magic, old, deep, and unmistakably powerful. She was already inside. Lisa D’Amaris leaned against the frame of the door like she’d been there all along, her posture casual, her legs crossed neatly at the ankle. Her beauty was sharp, refined, nothing like Annalise’s fiery elegance or Lorenzo’s brooding dominance. This one was colder. Collected. Her eyes held that peculiar stillness that comes from knowing far too much.

Ava offered. After a delightful breakfast of waffles and coffee, Alexa went back into their bedroom to rest. She curled on the couch with her laptop, wanting to watch a new kdrama series, when a message popped up on the screen. There was no sender, no subject, nothing. “ This city belongs to the thorn, and you Mrs Casanova do not belong in it.” The text blinked and vanished. In its place came a Gif rose, red, with blood dripping from it. Alexa’s stomach tightened. She slammed the laptop shut just as Gabrielle stepped into the doorway.

Delicate brushes and combs, crafted from polished silver, rest upon a velvet-lined tray, offering a touch of refinement. The room is completed by the presence of a plush, embroidered rug, laid out beside the bathtub, adding a sumptuous layer of comfort. As the warm water envelops me in a comforting embrace, Lena's ethereal voice softly emerges in the sanctuary of my thoughts. "Daliah, darling, there's something about Liam that strikes a chord with me," she confides, her words carrying a gentle cadence. "There's a connection, a sense of trust that emanates from him, and it feels remarkably authentic."

Amber stutters but her heart rate accelerates, causing one of my eyebrows to rise. What is she hiding? “If you’re not, are you saying the pup you’re carrying belongs to my Gamma?” Rex’s questions make my eyes fly open. What is he talking about? What pup? “You’ve been masking it with magic, but my Lycan can still detect it. You’re carrying a pup, Amber. Are you still saying you’re not in love with someone else? Do you want to make my Gamma a father of a pup he didn’t make?” Rex interrogates her, his voice deep and threatening.