Cyberpunk Audiobook Novels & Stories

I wasn’t even sure if he’d gotten everything settled with his frat brothers when he drove me to the airport in the morning. I tried to let those thoughts fade away while on my flight home. I put in my earbuds and decided to listen to one of the smutty werewolf audio books Hana has gotten me hooked on, Alpha Gray by CJ Primer, with Theo and Maddie as narrators. The book is HOT, and Theo’s voice… yeah, it makes for an enjoyable two-and-a-half-hour flight. I love how he changes his voice when speaking for each Alpha. Hana told me they’ve done the narration for the rest of the series, and I can’t wait to listen.

[KERNEL_PANIC: CRITICAL_ERROR] [UNEXPECTED_DEPENDENCY_FOUND] [INITIATING_EMERGENCY_REBOOT] The white void shattered. The Snapshot let out a sound of pure, digital agony as her "Perfection" was flooded with the raw, messy, beautiful complexity of a shifter’s heart. The emerald sun above Greenland turned a blinding, brilliant White. Phase 3: The Audit & The Outliers Chapter 51: Uptime The world didn't just feel different; it had a better ping.

POV: Julian Vane-Moretti The night was supposed to be a period at the end of a very long sentence. But as I stood in the quiet of my private study in the Nexus, the city humming like a distant hive outside my window, I realized that for an Auditor, there is no such thing as a finished book. There is only a ledger that hasn't been turned to the next page yet.

He was smoking a thick cigar, blowing perfect smoke rings into the chimney draft. Standing by the window, staring at the digital security feeds, was Cyberpunk Cyprian (The Titan). Half his face was chrome. His left eye was a red optical sensor that whirred softly as it tracked data streams invisible to the others. And sitting at the desk, legs crossed, checking stock prices on a phone, was Cyra Hale. She was the anomaly. The gender-flipped variant. But the energy radiating off her—the cold, controlled, lethal calmness—was identical to the men in the room.

I’m dripping, the wet sound of his cock sliding in and out broadcast to every mind in the network. He adjusts the probe, and the pulses sync with his thrusts, each one hitting my g-spot, making my vision blur. The council’s murmurs grow louder, their arousal feeding back through the network, a loop of lust that pushes me closer to the edge. Kain’s hand moves to my clit, a single finger circling, and I scream, the orgasm ripping through me, pussy clenching around his cybernetic cock, gushing onto the chrome frame. The feed spikes, minds reeling with my climax, and Kain groans, his circuits pulsing one last time before he pulls out, cumming in glowing arcs across my stomach, the fluid warm, fa

> ASH OVERRIDE ACTIVE R-113 MUST BE ERASED CULL PROTOCOL ENGAGED Static rippled through Raine’s bloodstream. He couldn’t feel the ground beneath his feet. Couldn’t tell where the forest ended and the network began. The world blinked in and out—trees turning to code, wind distorting into whispers only he could hear. > You were never meant to wake. You are the fracture point. He clutched his head, stumbling through the darkness. His breath fogged in the air despite the heat in his skin. Sparks ran across his arms—veins lit with corrupted biolight.

She forgot the names of bones, the names of heart medicines. “Stay focused!” Gabe shouted from behind. He didn’t follow them inside. “Keep your mind on the seed! Remember the Hunger!” Then, in the golden steam, a shape formed—the Auditor. Not a student or a businessman now. He was made of glowing metal, eyes spinning like clocks. “You’re late for the harvest, June Avery,” the Auditor boomed. His voice was a thousand metal pipes crashing together. “The dough has risen. The world’s ready to be eaten.”

"I swear on my reputation that the amount Gavin Carter pockets every single month is as much as this!" Then, Cade made out an astronomical figure on the screen, and the live comments went wild. "What the hell? Is that for real? How could that really happen?" "I knew it! Nobody's really innocent in the business world! Bad guys like him would eventually be exposed!" "I'm with you! He's nothing but a scumbag and needs to be removed from humanity!"

That counts for something, right? My name is Annalise McDermott. And for the record, I am a nerd. A hopeless romantic. A person who believes in love even when it clearly hates me back. This is my playbook, a chronicle of terrible timing, questionable decisions, and the kind of love that shows up when you least expect it, usually right after you've sworn you’re never falling in love again. So here is a little friendly advice: do not follow my advice. At least not until the very end.

Leyland, gobbled his down while Sol kept her eyes on a Tea shop that was swarming with activity. Customers walked in and out as casual as it went, completely uncaring of the Triad gangsters in their midst. The 14K hung out on the outside, talking by their modded cars, sporting dragon tattoos and gang insignias on necks. Some of the members were cyborgs, modifications varied but nearly everyone had a brain CPU implant or some external augmented reality glass stuck to the side of their heads. All this was as clear as day to Sol, courtesy of her enhanced cybernetic eyes capable of zooming in at targets roughly at 100 feet.