Cyberpunk Dorio Novels & Stories

Dorian was shaking beside me, his eyes fixed on the fire. "He’s still in there," Dorian whispered. "No," I said, my voice hardening into steel as I stood up. I looked at the encrypted coordinates glowing on the screen. "He’s a Santoro. He’s too arrogant to die in a pile of rust." I turned away from the fire, looking toward the dark outline of the Veronesi factory in the distance. The "Regret" had done its job. Now, it was time for the "Revenge."

“Nico, we are on it. As soon as we have something for you, I’ll let you know.” “Has anyone caught up with our fucking dick brother yet?” “Nobody has seen Dario or heard from him since this morning. God only knows which den he is in probably fucking wasted as usual.” “Find him.” I am seething, we have always had problems with Dario, nothing changes. One day he’ll be found dead with a needle hanging from his arm. It makes me shudder, so young a life, just twenty-nine and wasted for the last thirteen years on and off. Nothing works to keep him clean and off the streets. He hangs with scum. If I had my way, I’d tie him to a bed post and keep him guarded but you can’t treat a human like that. We

Dorian “Therefore, I’m sorry for giving you the best punch ever.” I sipped from my glass and observed the swirling liquid while the communal dick scoffed in disbelief. “That’s it?” He slammed his glass on the table, aggrieved. “I opened the gates for you to show off your new squeaky clean self to the woman of your dreams, and this is what I get—.” “Droptail.” I drew the last sip. “RR,” he added.

~BRAKOON~ Every detail of what happened in Dystopia after the apocalypse, was stuck in my memory. I never remembered the part about who I was, my history or anything else apart from the War. I was at war with some soldiers, brutally slashing their throats and diving my swords to gut out their bellies, I killed about a hundreds of them in such cold blooded manner, but the soldiers kept coming… in countless numbers. They were a huge army with purple striped armour, trooping from every corners of the battlefield and circling me at the middle. More than half of the soldiers were the Erisian creatures. I watched people with the same color of armour as I, falling off from horses without their head

Sera said senselessly as she admired the house "Albert, Albert! Albert!! Its been a while I saw you... Are things going as planned? A voice echoed round the room "Yes my Lord" Albert replied while Sera kept looking around hoping to see the person talking when suddenly a man appeared from no where making her flinch slightly "Here is the girl" He said pushing Sera towards Lord Kono Lord kono was once a member of the AVOL TERRITORY ( the immortal realm) but for some reason he was cast out and he decided to take revenge with the help of Albert.

already there, standing near the war table, her arms crossed, her face tight.“She's alive,” I said, my voice hard. “Sora made it back. But Ryker and Hale are still missing.”One of the elders opened his mouth. I didn’t let him speak.“We no longer have the luxury of caution. Dorian has gone too far.”A shuffle of unease moved through them. One spoke—Lord Marrow, old and brittle and too used to council chambers instead of battlefields.“You mean to retaliate, Your Majesty?”“No,” I said, stepping forward. “I mean to end him.”I slammed my palm on the war table, lighting up the center rune—a map flared to life in silver light, revealing the fractures in our territory, the scars left by Dorian’s sil

[Seraphine’s POV] As we continued to navigate the tenuous terrain of our partnership, I couldn't shake the burning question that gnawed at me. The truth about Dorian's motivations, his role in spreading the virus that had plagued Silverbrook Haven, remained elusive, like a shadow lurking just beyond reach. "Dorian," I ventured, my voice tempered with a fierce determination, "you've spoken of a darkness, of an impending threat. But you have yet to explain your direct involvement in the plague that befell my village. What drove you to unleash such devastation?"

NELDRISDYD : “Isn’t humanity doomed if you don’t unite? Dotoria is like a safe zone for humans who suffered outside of it…” “Don’t spout nonsense. Dotoria isn’t a dreamland. It’s hell for everyone and for better, it’s better to sacrifice the rotten minds to make a better place. Now, you who pulled me in this dimension, push me outside. I need to complete my mission.”

Every little lie she told herself was just another brick in the wall we were building around her. And when the time came, she wouldn't even realize she was trapped until the iron gate slammed shut behind her. The afternoon sun hung low over the asphalt, casting long, sharp shadows across the concrete as Dario’s black SUV pulled up to the curb outside the Cipher Core building. I shut down my terminal, shoved my laptop into my bag, and pushed through the glass doors. Dario was standing by the passenger side, his hands tucked into his slacks. He didn't say much as I slid into the seat, just gave me a quick nod before he put the car in gear and merged into the thick downtown traffic, heading bac

I asked. "A man by the name of Dorian." He said and I raised my eyebrows. "Dorian? Like Dorian Gray? That famous story?" I asked innocently and Adrian sighed. "Yes, like that famous story." He said looking at me like I'm the stupidest woman alive. "Dorian was one of the high ups in Europol, he's obsessed with weapons. He has been interested in ILLICIT since ILLICIT started and he wants to be a part of us too." Adrian said as he looked at the cube again. He then let me hold it.