Cyberpunk Fantasy Novels & Stories

They didn’t deserve to be happy, not when they built their fantasies on illusions. “What the fuck do you mean he’s still an omega? Am I meant to be okay with that?” he'd been standing beside tatsuya when his phone suddenly pinged from a notification, he should have known when Tatsuya almost tripped trying to grab it from him, now he's here trying to invalidate his feelings? hell no. Murasame’s voice was louder now, anger flickering in his eyes. “You know, enigmas like you don’t normally care…” Tatsuya’s tone was flat, unimpressed, almost bored.

Kisha didn’t know where she was going, she only knew she couldn’t stay at home. The argument with Corey had ended hours ago, but his words were still circling inside her head. To conquer the world together is a great deal. She wanted to prove him wrong by letting him witness what she had just seen. She had even pretended to believe him. But now, walking alone through the busy streets of Stark City, she realized how deeply those words had reached. The evening crowd moved around her. Cars honked, people laughed, street vendors called out to passing customers and music drifted from an open shop. But Kisha heard none of it clearly. She simply walked, one street became another, then another. She

High above the toxic, swirling ash clouds of the Pacific Rim, a new crimson dot began to pulse with blinding intensity. < TRANSFER OF COUNCIL AUTHORITY INITIATED. PRIMARY NODE SECURED: NEO-TOKYO. > The hologram shifted, rendering a three-dimensional model of the new threat. It wasn't an underwater fortress or a grounded sphere. It was a sprawling, jagged, cyberpunk metropolis composed of towering neon spires and heavy durasteel, suspended entirely in the stratosphere by massive anti-gravity repulsors. It was riding out out the centuries inside a perpetual, irradiated super-storm.

The world in which this story takes place is fictional and does not exist in reality. This story is set in a fantasy world ruled by werewolves, where strength, secrecy, dominance, and loyalty are central to society. The story includes fantasy elements such as shapeshifting, supernatural power hierarchies, magical systems, and political tensions. These elements are used to build the fictional setting and drive character motivations. They are not meant to reflect real-life ideologies, social structures, or belief systems.

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. All the story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. All rights reserved San 2045

It was a city of **Scraps**. Buildings were made of giant, discarded motherboard components. The streets were paved with the glass of billions of broken smartphone screens. And standing at the gates of this Frankenstein city were the "Glitches." They didn't look like us. Some were half-finished, lacking faces or limbs. Others were characters from old fantasy games—knights with pixilated swords, dragons made of green wireframes, and mages whose spells were nothing but bursts of static. They stood in a silent, menacing line, their eyes—if they had them—glowing with a bitter, abandoned heat.

Ruby had imagined places like Fantasy for years. Not the cheap versions hidden inside trashy websites or badly written online fantasies, but something deeper. Darker. Elegant. A place where control meant more than rough hands and careless demands. A place where power had rules. Meaning. Intention. Ever since she was nineteen and trembling beneath the palm of her boyfriend during their first clumsy experiment with spanking, something inside her had awakened. Not fear. Not shame. Need.

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

he begged and I nodded I don't know what he really want to say. He came closer to me and sat on my bed.. "please promise me"he begged again Like seriously!! "OK since you don't trust me let's make a deal, if I get mad you'll slap me back to earth"i said "slap you? "he asked "yeah slap me"i said "hmm, deal"he said "talk already "I yelled This is not me, am really changing all because of Jace. "I would first like to apologize for making you pass through all this headache "he paused

Even if this is all I can offer, I hope it brings them peace. I push my magic forward, imagining a small blue fire consuming the poison cursing these poor animals, breaking them free of their bodies they're trapped in. They are nothing more than zombies trapped where they lay. They had been doomed to stay inside decaying shells and never be free, and I refuse to let that happen.