Cyberpunk Characters Names Novels & Stories

Mordecai’s POV The people I had tailing Renda and Cindy through the mall had several things to report. One, Cindy’s new name was Grace. Matt had gotten her registered as a member of Warhammer as an affiliate and as Midnight as a citizen. I almost bristled at the move, but it was understandable. Setting up an identity in Warhammer was easier for him for all he knew. Using that to base her registration in Midnight was smart to keep the Interpack Authorities confused and to skate under any flags in the registration system. He’d done the same for every person who used to be a prostitute at Club Heaven and set up their employment profiles accordingly.

He didn’t know how Nique knew of the traitor but he will have to ask later “Aura Blayoss.” Ryder didn’t react. “Keyann Farlikra.” Out of the corner, he could see Leison closing his fists in anticipation as if he was preparing himself for the worst. “Raeya Rigiddin.” “Rhed Zio.” “Seyin Mortisian.” Ryder shut his eyes for a long time, feeling tears welling up on its sides. Nique had stopped talking. When Ryder opened his eyes, Leison was breathing, inhaling and exhaling loudly.

All Alphas are male, and some steal the attractive women in harems. That is where I come in. I am, to put it mildly, the most beautiful woman left alive. I am, in fact, the only woman left on the planet. That is why I was imprisoned. I was stolen, cut up, tested and turned into a cyborg. Now I sit all alone, with only my dangerous AI assistant for company. He is named Eigen - but most people call him EK. Or Earth Killer. He could end the planet in 3 seconds flat - but chooses not to - it's nice to have a planet to sit on - even if you are bored and alone most of the time.

Badger complained through her headset. “Damn Buddha, what did we tell you about eating cheese before a raid!” Arrow added. “Guys, focus!” Chief, interjected. I giggled to myself at my team. Even in a dire situation, such as this, my team knew how to keep things amusing. “Phantom, how far out are we?” Chief asked me as they turned down another abandoned hallway. They called me Phantom, because of my ability to infiltrate the cyber world, while going unseen on the dark web. My hacking skills were known around the world however my identity remained a secret. I was known as Phantom, because no one knew who I was. I made sure of it. All of us went by code names to ensure another level of security

They have chiseled jaws enough to cut anyone and are good-looking with bodies that are lean but muscular. He smiled at me charmingly and I was taken back " Hi, Aurora, my name is Alexander Stormcold, you can call me Xander," The others introduced themselves, the woman's name was Gabi Molaros and the other male was Michigan Molaros, the beta of the blood moon pack.

“Network In Motion” Maraleona’s POV The air in the secure room was cold, as it always was. The thermostat did couldn’t suddenly make the place a beach in the muddle of summer, so I bore through it. It was a space designed for total privacy, soundproofed and shielded. Across the table from me sat Cypher, that wasn’t his real name, but it was the only one I ever used. He was one of the secret pieces in my game, the ghost who had helped me mimic Dimitri’s coding signature.

⁠ ⁠Joy Stone – MY NERD MATE ⁠* * * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: ZOE'S MATES: Talon Green – Green Moss Pack Lucan Cohen – Ocean Spirit Pack Corwin Dixon – Moon Shine Pack Valen Anderson – Crystal Blood Pack Zarek Rexter – Silver Bow Pack Victor King – Vampire King

I have to call someone. 'Mind link, Elsei. You were just with the Beta.' Vesper is on edge, pushing to the surface in case I must shift. My eyes glaze over as I push on the link, aiming to find Beta Ander. We had just been in contact, so it should not be too hard. "Beta Ander. It is called Omega Elesi. There is a body at the waterfall." I know it reacted to him, but he isn't responding.

He even mentioned Zephyr’s dislikes, likes, and allergies, especially to black beans. When he finished, I could only stare at him. A shiver ran down my spine, and I exchanged looks with Silver. It couldn't be. This man was supposed to be dead, but he was here alive and acting precisely as Zephyr had described him. “Look,” he continued. “My name is Cypher Marcellus Hills, and I have been watching Zephyr for a long time. And even though you don’t believe me, I have come to help you because I am also onto Dane.”

“I ran his face through every legal database…Italy, Russia, the U.S. Nothing came up. It’s like the dude’s a ghost.” “Well, I hope there’s a but coming,” I said coldly. “And for your sake, you’re a ghost hunter.” Fear flickered in his eyes. He rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah… so I hacked into the black market security network. He’s called The Dead. Weird, right?” “The Dead?” I repeated. Was he fucking serious? “Wait… he’s…” My voice trailed off as the realization hit. “He’s a mercenary,” Ryan finished. “Or more precisely… the head of a mercenary gang.”