Cyberpunk Guys Novels & Stories

Satisfied, they could finally move to the hot topic and jump on the bomb Zen slipped earlier. “So, who is going to be our new and final party member?” Sasha gushed and leaned closer in anticipation. She hoped it would be another female so that she need not room together with two absolutely scary powerhouses. Zen grinned and showed them a picture. “This is the person you shot but did not manage to kill during the event. It took me a long time to go through every clip to find him. The name is Damian Gorski, but I believe most people know him as Cyborg.”

Groups. Stygian Beasts=Stan's Army. Rubicund Monsters=Kerwyn's Comrade. Dark Mafias=Drew Samonte's gang. Red Assassins= Ian Mercado's group. Rogue Sharks= Nate Guevarra's gang. Lethal Snakes- Ruffian Ninja=Haidei gang And more .Expect additional cast. CORDOVA CITY.... Add them on F******k.

Tasha’s POV What the actual fuck? My heart pounded like I’d just run a marathon as I peeked into the room. Three fucking naked guys with huge cocks!!! Scratch that—three. Two more were chilling on the balcony, their silhouettes just as intimidating. These dudes looked like they’d gone through dick enlargement or something. Each one looked like they’d been sculpted for sin, their dicks thick, veiny, huge….literally way out of the world. “This is too much”.

He figured that he’d get to know everyone eventually, but a few stood out. The guy who he’d spoken to first – the guy with the silver eyes and the rough voice – was Keegan. A man with long blond hair and a badly-scarred face was Zack. A guy bristling with anger so big that Nick could almost see it was Dalton. Beyond these three, though, nobody else stuck. Everyone sat, most of the guys cradling cups of coffee on their knees. Nick glanced around, trying to figure out why each man was there, what they were missing. His eyes fell on some prosthetic arms and hands, and he found himself wondering if Luke wore one at all.

Oh lord I see you cuz lol As we were all getting to know each other, the doors to the gym slammed open and in walked three guys, two of them I knew the third not so much. "Oh great here comes Fuckboy" I said in disgust. Everyone looked over " Oh you mean the brothers? Yeah they basically run shit here." Courtney said as they continued to walk further in to the gym towards us. The twins walked over to them and bro hugged each of them saying hello. I didn't notice Wren had walked with them til I heard him laughing at something they said. My eyes darted towards Grey Eyes then Fuckboy and finally to the unknown guy. He was sexy as fuck with his tattoos, beard and man bun going on. Like wow I did

“You want to know our names, right? You’ll be moaning them as we fuck you—all at once this time.” “I’m Gunnar.” He nodded to the others. “That’s Caden,” he said, pointing to the lean one, “and this is Cane, I guess you already know” I blinked, trying to take it all in. Those names... I’d heard them before. Gunnar’s eyes sparkled. “You know the CCG brothers, don’t you?” My breath caught. “Wait... you’re not the infamous CCG Alphas of Crescent Hollow, right?” I asked, hoping it wasn’t true. Hoping it wasn't what I was thinking.

"Thinking back, I do remember seeing some huge guys coming over to see Joel last week. I thought you guys was them coming to check up on him." Charlie leaned closer to Tommie. "Do you recognise them? Was there anything peculiar about them?" "I always stay indoors and mind my own business but I don't recognise them from our park. They were smoking, had tattoos so I thought they must be his dealers or something. They looked like they were part of a dangerous gang." "Did they say anything?" Jake asked. "They didn't say anything to me but I heard them cursing him out. They looked like they were searching for something too."

The school courtyard buzzed with activity as Damien sat with his group of friends at their usual hangout spot near the basketball court. His closest friends included Jake, the charming prankster; Ryan, the athletic captain of the soccer team; Lucas, the tech genius with a quiet but intense aura; and Caleb, the smooth-talking ladies’ man. Together, they were known as the “Elite Five” — admired, envied, and practically untouchable. Jake playfully tossed a basketball between his hands. **“So, who’s ready for the game after class? We’re totally crushing them.”**

"I will no' cringe behind my female and take off her tae guard me." "It doesn't see like you've got much of a choice, enormous fellow." She may see them all presently: Six guys, all littler than Brock, but no less deadly. They were dressed in human dress, pants or other casual pants, boots and long- sleeved, fitted tees. But their indented eyes, lean, skittish bodies, and shaved, inked heads finished the likeness there. They looked like they all endured from a serious case of meth compulsion and hadn’t had their settle in a long time. Which, she gathered, was kinda true.