Cyberpunk Edgerunner Dorio Novels & Stories

the captain demanded, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Dorian stood calmly, his face once again wearing that perfect clinical mask. “You’re interrupting a critical recovery procedure, Captain. Lower your weapons.” “We heard—” “Our Sword Bearer experienced a rejection reaction to the Aegis Serum,” Dorian cut in coldly, his tone filled with authority. Then he gestured toward the broken glass on the floor. “The parasite mutation in his body made a final attempt to resist before collapsing. He lashed out, and I had no choice but to sedate him heavily to prevent him from harming himself.”

“You’re traveling with another man’s property.” His voice seemed to be like some official signal, because at that moment. We heard the sound of helicopter blades whirling in the sky. A ladder dropped and a figure descended. It was Dario. He found me, but how was that even possible But then I remembered Dario had eyes everywhere he probably saw me, but we made sure we were careful. We took routes nobody plied. “Stop looking like you’ve seen a ghost, darling,” Dario sneered as he touched down, hair perfect, rage glowing off him like a Bond villain on coke.

Johnny said when he saw that all the girls were already with the men who had just arrived. I kept looking down, glancing from time to time at the faces of the armed guys, watching as they lit cigarettes and poured liquor from their bottles. “Do you want a drink?” Dorian told me. I turned to see him, meeting his eyes again, but this time closer. It is assumed that he was waiting for me to see him change like the previous time, but I only looked at a pair of black eyes, slightly slanted; His Asian ancestry was obvious, which made me even more nervous.

We didn't even make it past the wooden gates when three massive guards immediately stepped into the dirt road, aiming silver crossbows directly at our windshield. My driver slammed on the brakes, throwing me hard against my seatbelt and before Dane could even unclip his weapon, the crowd of guards parted and a towering yet terrifying shadow stepped forward.. Drogo. He didn't look like a man welcoming his nephew for a friendly chat. He looked like a literal god of war. He was completely shirtless with his broad chest covered in scars and fresh dirt. Was he gardening or something? I refused to think about it. His dark eyes locked onto my car, flashing a blinding and murderous gold that made t

Dorian erupted with anger, his voice booming through the forest, carrying his concerns on the wind. My heart skipped a beat as I felt the waves of his emotions crashing against me. I reached out, my hand trembling slightly, wanting to calm the tempest brewing within him. "Dorian, I understand your fear, but you have to trust me. They won't harm me." His eyes blazed with a fiery mix of concern and rage, his voice tinged with desperation. "Look at them, Eden! They're like a pack of fools, hungry for blood!" "Hey! Who are you calling fools?" A hunter interjected.

Otto pov: shouts from a building behind ours woke me up. I walked to my tiny kitchen and looked out the window. Police officers were gathered around a room, as I observed. I hurriedly put on a white t-shirt and went over to see what was happening. I squeezed my muscular body through the crowd, I saw blood flowing out of the door. It was Dario's blood. He was lying dead on his bed with a thick scratch all over his body. He was still in a police uniform. I believe he perished while battling an entity that was not a person.

He looks like a man who could kill you and also quietly hold you while you cry. Backstory: Was born in a rough industrial town, Dorian was recruited young into a state-adjacent special operations cohort. He learned close protection, counter-assault doctrine, urban reconnaissance, and the art of moving unseen. After a stint that ended badly (a mission that required leaving men behind), he left the official military sphere and worked for private security firms and high-risk protection details across Europe, the Middle East, and North Africa. He took contracts that paid in silence and survival. TOP QUALIFICATION

Dario hums and then hangs up ~~~~~~ "When you said the Jet will be here I didn't think you meant a military Jet," I say folding my arms and looking over at Dario who has a cigar in one hand placed between his lips and his other hand tucked into his suit pants "Well the type of machinery you asked for on such short notice could only fit in there" he smirks staring at the enormous thing. He blows out a cloud of smoke and I roll my eyes. I continue to watch men in black gear load up the Jet with lots of boxes that seem to be filled with guns and who knows what else

[Ronin: Dove, where are you? These few words made Diana's fingertips pause for a moment. She thought for a moment and replied to him. [Dove: Contact me if you need me, my phone number is ******] "Ronin" was one of the world's top hackers. Diana had met him accidentally online when she was twelve, and had followed him down the path of hacking ever since. But after her mother died, Diana had never touched that account again. In her last life, she had almost forgotten that she had such a friend. She returned to her old profession today because of John. She wondered why John had been fine all day, but after she had slept for a while, he suddenly became so angry. Diana guessed that someone had sa

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