Cyberpunk Guys Novels & Stories

The sarcasm was strong enough to punch him right in his guts with guilt. But before he could apologize or say something else, John continued. “What do you need help with? You know I'm down to help you with anything you need.” He sighed. “Thank you. My knowledge of the top hackers and coders had grown rusty. Can you give me full details of each of them?” “Is that why you called? Everyone knows Cyborg is the best in the industry, even if no one knows who they are. I've been trying to find who they are, but it seems futile.”

He didn't hold out his hand for me to shake, he just waited and watched me with his baby blue eyes. My eyes flicked to Cyber and then back, and my eyebrows arched up into my hairline. Brothers? They didn't look like brothers. Cyber was massively built, his colouring darker. Whereas this newcomer was slimmer, with hair that looked like it had been sun kissed for many years. Both were handsome men. But they were total opposites. Catching my look, he smiled again. “Not by blood. But we grew up in the system together. Cyber protected me until I learnt to protect myself. And then we just looked out for each other. We have been looking out for each other ever since.”

she muttered, her voice so small I barely heard it. Natalie and I both turned our heads to look — and there they were. Four guys sprawled out in a booth like they owned the place, talking too loud, laughing at their own stupid jokes. "Dammit," Natalie sighed. "Are they bad guys?" I asked. They stared a little — like they'd forgotten I didn't know these things yet. "They're not bad," Raya said quickly. "Just rowdy. And they don't know when to stop." I followed her line of sight, accidentally making eye contact with the one who looked like he'd used an entire bottle of gel to spike his hair. He leered at me like he'd just found his next toy.

There were three guys, all dressed in black and with strange tattoos on their necks, they were kind of gathering things because there was a somewhat medium sized box in the middle, the other guy had a notebook in his hands. "Are they Kayler's friends?" asked Anne. "Why do you ask?" I wanted to know. "Because of the way they dress." she answered. I took a good look at them, they were young? Attractive, serious, but I had never seen them before, especially not with Kayler. "I don't know, Anne." I muttered. But those guys are scary, they're so... Dark. Suddenly, one of them looked back at us, dammit! He looked at us. We quickly moved away from the window.

It shattered with an ear-splitting crash, spraying bits and shards of ceramic onto her arm as she shielded her face. Kat briefly glanced over her shoulder, dreading to find Smoker Lady perfecting her aim, but it wasn't even the murderous woman coming after them. She was still at the base of the staircase, struggling to reload her weapon. Thundering towards them were two men, both wearing overalls, leather jackets, and masks that covered the lower half of their faces. One was almost freakishly tall, while one had a shiny bald head. Freakishly Tall Guy carried a shotgun similar to Smoker Lady's, while Bald Dude was heaving a bulging black duffel bag with hundred dollar bills wedged in the end

I was able to hang with her and her best friend, Lyla, whom I adored the moment I met the loud mouth, hilarious country girl. After the spa day, Candice invited us to hang out with her boyfriend and his friends. Little did I know, her 'boyfriend and his friends' consisted of a fucking MC. The Nightmare Warriors are a local motorcycle club and after hanging out with them for a few hours, the fucking most awesome group of men this side of the Mississippi.

The girl's voice was as cold as her face. "You must be Unix." Shivaay said and stretched his hand to her, she looked at his hand before shaking it. "Oh, sorry I didn't introduce myself." The man said and he squeezed beside Unix and grinned eagerly. "I'm Cyber, nice to meet you guys." He said stretching his hand at Shivaay, he shook his hand and gave a brief nod. The man's hand was strong and hard for his own good and Shivaay noticed the scratches and the scars on his arms. Cyber noticed Shivaay's gaze on his arms and gave him a challenging look.

There were junkies shaking from withdrawal, old men with missing limbs, and children with eyes far too old for their faces. Ren, Leo, and Kara joined the back of the line. They huddled together, trying to blend in. Two guards stood at the entrance. They were Ironheads—gangers who augmented their bodies with crude, industrial cybernetics. The lead guard was a brute of a man. His lower jaw had been replaced with a rusted hydraulic clamp that clicked wetly when he spoke. He wore armor made from street signs and held a pneumatic nail gun modified into a rifle. "Next!" Jaw-Clamp barked.

added Connor, who received a response in the form of small coughs and clear throat from around him because his words were the opposite of what they had been doing so far. Starting with Gideon marrying a woman under his protection since she was very young age. Likewise, Connor, who framed a teenage girl before the graduation party, and Gavin secretly spied on a girl but pretended not to care, not to mention Nicko, who forced a woman to be with him. And then, Danny is not much different from his friends. Maybe the normal one is just... Rey? Plus, they have groups with aliases that can make people frown when they read them. See, they’re just a bunch of immoral men who like to push things. Then,

When he arrived, a dejected Max welcomed him and took his usual seat next to him. Cayden was curious to get a good look at the rogues. The five young men were technically teenage boys who looked gaunt and malnourished. Everything had been pushed up against the walls. The five young men were still fighting their captors and looking around the room wildly. Cayden assumed they must have changed forms several times during the capture because everyone was naked. "Good evening, gentlemen," Cayden said calmly. "I am Alpha Cayden, and this is my Beta Max."