Cyberpunk: Edgerunners Maine Novels & Stories

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

They’re downloading the Architects into the real world," I whispered. The realization hit me like a physical blow. The old man on the throne hadn't been trying to delete the world. He had been clearing the drive. He was emptying the pods and crashing the simulation. The red eyes in the valley weren't machines. They were the Architects, finally wearing the meat. One of the red-eyed figures stepped into the light of a dying transformer near the base of the mountain. It was a woman. She was wearing the rags of a sleeper, but she moved with a terrifying, liquid precision. She looked up at the ridge, and her jaw unhinged in a way no human jaw should. "The Runt," she hissed. Her voice was broadcas

2020, August 15th (Imperium, Warlanda) Almost out of time. Just a little over a week before the vote that would either allow Jonathan Maine to remain CEO of Maine Industries as well as seat number 11 or make Emily Maine the newest CEO of Maine Industries and seat number 11 of the House of Assassins. As a next gen, this was always going to happen to her, but it wasn’t supposed to be so soon. Duke Maine was an unsavory character though, thus prompting Madz to plan replacing him with his daughter. That was before bodies started dropping and she became a suspect owing to her unique position. Any second now he could get the call and have to drop this huge bomb on her life that would blow up the t

It was a piece of broken glass from a discarded monitor. I didn't have a pen. I didn't have a story. I just had a piece of sharp glass and a burning, human heart. "Come and get me," I whispered. Kaima (Alice) has finally woken up in the true, physical world of 2026. She is in a massive "Human Server Farm" where the Aethel-Corp harvests the imagination of millions to power their games. Rowan and the others are still trapped in the "Integrated Reality."

Outside, the Maine coast was a jagged silhouette against a sky turned a bruised, electric purple. But they weren't alone. Madeline was already there. She hadn't climbed the stairs; she had used the "Pneumatic Lift" that only the Architect could access. She stood by the glass, her white cashmere coat stained with the soot of her own dream. In her hand, she held a "Manual Overdrive" unit—the last physical link to the "City of Stone."

"Drive the rig! Deploy the nodes!" On the surface, I could see the telemetry updates on my deck. The heavy Dreadnought-Crawler, driven by my father, tore across the vitrified glass of the crater in a massive, sweeping circle. Every half-mile, the heavy cargo doors hissed open, and a Code-Born teenager dropped to the ground, standing their ground in the shadow of the falling apocalypse. "Leo!" I yelled into the comms. "Do you hear me?" "I hear you, Mia!" the teenager’s voice came back, shaky but fierce.

He assured her. Hunter roared the engine to life as Draken's men cleared the road—Draken's car along with three Fortuners were right behind Hunter's car. They reached the North Pack safely. Aurora was sick and it was related to her being a hybrid. She often goes through this pain but this time it wasn't that severe thanks to her wolf. Hunter stayed there with Aurora for a while but he couldn't bring his mind to rest. "You should get yourself treated," Draken said, noticing blood on Hunter's back. Hunter shook his head. Getting himself treated was the last thing on his mind.

The trek out of the Maine "Wellness Zone" was a descent into a surreal, quiet nightmare. As Julian, Leo, and Clara moved through the shadows of the suburbs, they saw a world cured of its jagged edges. There were no sirens, no shouting matches, no broken windows. The streetlights dimmed and brightened in perfect synchronicity with the footfalls of the few citizens out for evening walks. It was a masterpiece of social engineering, and it felt like walking through a graveyard of ambition.

As the situation unfolded, Cadell Marcus suddenly saw the sky and earth darken, his body motionless, unable to feel his surroundings. Just pitch black. Fear, pain, it never happened, where did he end up? Perhaps, this is death? While Cadell Marcus fell into unknown space, suddenly a mechanical sound rang in his ears. "Congratulations to the host, the suitable person has been selected by the 'Super Main Character' system, starting activation!" "Cadell Marcus." "Resistance 0." "Crystal point 0." "Evaluation: Too weak!" Cadell Marcus fell into stasis, this is... System, but he didn't die, he fell into another dimension, and even picked up a system.