Immortal Cyber Cafe Novels & Stories

I looked at the ground in disappointment, knowing there weren’t any clear answers. “Except for one,” Petra added. My eyes widened as I looked at her. “One girl who claimed to be one of the remaining survivors of the first captivity.” Sophie placed her hand on mine and tightly squeezed it. Everyone was confused, scared, and frightened with all of these revelations. It scared me more for the things waiting for us in The Yonder. “She said a deal was made.” I felt my heartbeat against my ribcage and my stomach-churning. Lord Victor’s voice echoed inside my head. I felt nauseous.

she instructed Mira. “It’s rooted in a shadow server in Dubai,” Mira replied. “Encrypted bounce protocol. Thirty-second intervals.” “Can you isolate it?” “Barely.” Camellia gritted her teeth. “Then do it. We have nine minutes.” Mira’s fingers flew across the console. Suddenly, the screen flashed red. “FAILSAFE ACTIVATED. LEAK IN PROGRESS.” Camellia slammed her fist against the table. “No. No, no, no.”

"Explain please." After the waitress placed a pint in front of Haldir, she took Mory’s glass. Once he took a drink, he set it down then blew out through his mouth in irritation. This wasn’t the kind of activity he was hoping for tonight. "It's kind of hard to explain. This world, it's just like a dream for supernaturals. A very long vacation from their real lives. The Realm is where supernaturals go when they have had enough of this world or if they die here." Mory swallowed down what she truly wanted to ask as her eyes became glassy. Having immortality dangled in front of her like a carrot was the cruelest kind of trick. "Like Heaven?"

A witch over two millennia old. Surely a creature that ancient, who had walked the earth since before empires rose and fell, would know a way to fix me. Finding her, however, had been a nightmare. Melissa Morange was a phantom. There were no records of her in the Association’s archives. But rumors were a powerful currency, and I’d bought enough of them to learn she was a frequent visitor of Club Eternal. As the name suggested, it was a playground for the immortals. Humans were allowed in, of course, but only as cattle, prey to be seduced, fed upon, and discarded.

"I can't fight Miller if I'm using public towers. I need a private server, something old-school. Something that hasn't been updated in a decade." "I know a place," Enzo said. "But it’s a graveyard. The old Cavallo server farm in Gary, Indiana. It was decommissioned before you even joined the family. It’s a tomb of iron and dust." "It’s perfect," I said. "If it's disconnected from the main grid, Miller can't see me coming until I've already tripped the wire."

Seeing that her appearance looked good, she grabbed her laptop and left the mansion– without even bothering to eat breakfast. The secret lair, Vanessa drove all the way to the shutdown cyber cafe. Actually, this shut down cyber cafe was Vanessa's secret lair. The cyber cafe was just a disguise. Plus, the cyber cafe’s ownership belonged to Vanessa, but since she didn't want anyone to find out, she registered Finn as the owner. Vanessa came down from her car and entered the cyber cafe which was in front of her. Immediately she opened the doors and entered, she expected everywhere, including everything– to be dusty. But surprisingly, it was absolutely clean!.

"There's a hacker bar called 'System Failure'. Cassandra used to frequent it. Find her contact." "Kael," Jackson looked the boy in the eye. "Protect them." "With my life, Sir," Kael nodded. The Lower Sector. Internet Cafe / Bar "System Failure". The air smelled of ramen and ozone. The streets were packed with hackers, fixers, and low-level criminals. Alex, Mia, Aurora, and Kael walked in formation. They stuck out. They looked too clean, too healthy, too... expensive. "Hey, tourists," a voice hissed from the shadows.

Unexpectedly, Hilda visited the cybercafé the next day in secret. In this era of decline for cybercafés, Rex set up a huge cybercafé. Originally, everyone thought he would lose a lot of money. However, after the business went on for a while, it was surprisingly good. It became an established brand and quickly became the must visit landmark amongst the internet celebrities in Taadi City. The business was roaring and it was visited by fans and media from all around the world every day. Hilda came when she went out to walk her dog. She wanted to book a separate private room to try the supreme gaming experience Rex offered. The package came with a professional gaming desk and chair. Just the tho

"You’re the brain. I’m the fist. You stay here and monitor the feed. If this is a trap, I need you to burn the node remotely." Damian hesitated, then nodded. "Be careful. If he’s using a Zero Day compiler, he’s not just a thug with a laptop. He’s a pro." ------------------------------------------------ The Lower East Side was a maze of narrow streets and crumbling tenements. The cyber-café, ‘The Glitch’, was wedged between a bodega and a tattoo parlor, its neon sign flickering intermittently. Rylan and I approached from the alley. The rain had started again, a cold, misting drizzle that slicked the pavement.

Brushing my head off, I walk into a old building in the dead end street. "Here, to use computer...", I said to the man sitting on the reception. "Walk straight and take second left..", he guides and I nod. This is a private cyber cafe but for coders and hackers where even dark web using people come. I walk in the private number booked and slid into my chair. My fingers glide through the super computer system.