Immortal Cyber Cafe Novels & Stories

She was betrayed by the man she loved. He intended to use the woman he hated. Lorraine Silvius thought losing her sight was the cruelest thing fate could give her, until she discovered the person she trusted most had been lying to her all along. Determined to uncover the secrets surrounding her mother’s death, she enters the territory of Alexavian Lancaster—the immortal Alpha of the Crimson Pack. A man who has spent centuries despising witches. Bound by secrets, old hatred, and a dangerous attraction neither of them expected, Lorraine and Alexavian must uncover the lies buried beneath centuries of betrayal. Because the closer they get to the truth, the harder it becomes to tel

She rhetorically asked and scoffed a brief laugh. "What does that mean?" The leading woman asked. "Unlike the pack of Blood Mooners that I subdued many years ago, there was another group of undying vampires known as the 'real immortals'. Stake them they live, cut of their heads another grows back, burn them, butcher them, yet they join back together. They can't die."

“Cybersecurity Division—move aside.” The first guard hesitated, then raised his hand. “Authorization?” Adrian threw a flash suppression grenade…no fire, just sonics and white light. In the second of chaos, they ran. Down the stairwell…two, three, four levels—until the tiled tunnel widened into the core chamber. Hundreds of mirrored servers lined the arc; in the centre stood a cylindrical terminal humming with light like a mechanical heart. Across it shimmered a projected seal: CRANE INDUSTRIES RECLAMATION EVENT – PUBLIC DEMO.

I'm here with my friends. Letitia was stunned and looked up at him, "A friend ......? "It would be better to come with friends in the lobby." Samuel insisted, "No, I'd rather have a private room." The Internet cafe management is no longer a fool and handed him the door card, "Okay, upstairs 330, hologram and computer are open, which one you want to use." "Okay, thank you, bro." Samuel took the key and turned to her, "Are you hungry? There's food here, you can order it in advance, it'll be delivered later."

“You usually delete your ghosts” “I didn’t think you were still alive,” Damien replied evenly. “Alive and very, very expensive,” Maverick replied with a wink. “So tell me… how bad is it if you’re calling me?” Elena crossed her arms. “We want Viper’s network. The deep nodes. Ghost servers. Anything she’s still touching in the dark web”, Maverick’s brows shot up. “You don’t start there, darling. That’s endgame territory”, “This *is* endgame,” I said.

Doing those makes a new set of life – the hybrids. Hybrids are half human and immortal. The priveleges of hybrids are they can travel through time, decades to centuries are their time travel perks. They cannot travel like immortals, who can travel even a minute ago, it costs them their life. Hybrids are abandoned after being born. The immortal parent will only leave them a certain amount of money. Hybrids must work to live. You think immortals are bad ones, I tell you we aren’t. Immortals were already have these rules, it’s up to us if we follow or face the consequence. Same goes with the hybrids.

The King came back into the room with an old bottle. "King Simion." "You can call me Gabriel. Here I have a nice bottle of old Bourbon Whiskey." He pours a glass for each of us. I'm glad were on first name base for one of his daughters is my mate. As we drink the warmth of the liquor goes down my throat, I can feel the dark gaze coming from Brayden. I'm not sure why he's giving me such the death glare, but it makes me think of the old saying if looks could kill. I can't shake this feeling of a strong aura coming from him. The confusing thing his aura is stronger than mine and Gabriel. I wonder if Gabriel can sense this as well. I went back to my room to freshen up for dinner. I went for my d

The man standing in front of me, with the crazy gold and black hair and strange sense of fashion is an immortal, who owns an apartment in a city which completely belongs to him. And as all this settles into my mind, it almost seems to make sense. The money, the ability to show up in the most irritating of places. Cian is an immortal. And for whatever reason, I’ve been selected to be tortured by him. “I don’t understand why you suddenly attached yourself to me like some kind of leech. You’re an immortal…Haven’t you lived long enough to find a hobby? Or are you just so bored you have to target a random girl and make her life hell?” I questions, folding my arms across my chest.

***** And finally, my phone bings an incoming message. sorry. no mobile b4. old auntie left with my phone in her purse. C still with you? yes u joining us? yes where r u? imperial will be there half hour room 3217 on my way. c u there

They were hiding something. I walked up to the door and pushed it open. Above me, neon lights flickered—The Cyber Café—though only half the sign was glowing. The owner still hadn’t invested in upgrading the place. Despite its shabby look, the café was packed. Like I said, the system services here never failed. “Ian, Sky, Matt, and Ria, are you coming out? Or should I come in?” I called, my voice cutting through the furious clicking of keyboards and gaming noises.