Lucy Cyberpunk Novels & Stories

"We do not tolerate or accept weak people under our borders. Creatures like you deserve nothing but to die." I lay there on the ground, struggling to draw a single breath into my burning lungs as the dust swirled around us. Lucy slowly closed the distance, bending down until her face was mere inches away from mine, her breath smelling foul as she taunted me. "Oh... look at the poor, helpless little girl," she purred, her voice dripping with venomous mockery. "What's the matter? Is your daddy not here to save you this time? Are you about to burst into tears right now?" She let out a dark, twisted giggle, her expression turning completely unhinged. "Don't you worry your pretty little head, swe

"I will be just fine. I only want to close my eyes. But, I feel so guilty toward Lucy. She has helped me, and seeing her go home alone in such a shaken state... I won't be able to sleep peacefully. Please, Mike. Take her home." ​Mike hesitated. His eyes shifted to Lucy, then back to me. However, seeing my sincerity—which, of course, was merely an act—he finally nodded in submission. "Fine, if that makes you feel more at ease, I will take her." ​After the apartment door closed tightly, I did not waste time. I immediately walked over to grab my laptop; I turned on the laptop that was connected directly to the security network of Lucy’s apartment. In my previous life, I already knew exactly wha

Having just rescued an elderly woman's grandson, I collapsed onto the ground outside the blazing building, utterly exhausted. My girlfriend Lucy Jenner, however, clung to me and cried pitifully, "Chris, please, can you go in one more time? My baby's still inside!" I knew the "baby" she was talking about was her pet dog. "The fire's gone out of control. If I go in now, I'll die." Lucy shot me an accusing look. "How can you be so heartless? Is a dog's life not a life? I've always treated Candy like my own child. If you won't even save my helpless baby, how can I entrust my life to you?" In my previous life, these seemingly gentle words forced me to go back into the flames like a knife on

When a car struck me and sent me flying, blood sprayed everywhere. It resulted in ruptured organs, so I begged my wife, Lucy Hathaway, to take me to the hospital. But she told me to endure it because her younger uncle, Alan Cooper, had surgery that day. To stop me from applying to a foreign institution, Lucy went so far as to lock me in a cold storage room kept at negative twenty degrees Celsius. “The chance to travel abroad has to go to Alan. He has nothing, while you already have all of my love. You should give him your future! “The chill in the storage room will help with your wounds. After Alan finishes his surgery and submits his application, you can go to the hospital.” The pain

"Red—taken. Yellow—undecided. Green… available." Lucy blinked, looking at her dress again. "I… no…" she stammered. The man extended his hand. "Leonardo Delacroix." She hesitated for a second. On impulse, she was going to say she already had someone—that she wasn't available—but then the image of Eros in that bed, with Tamara, came back like a knife. Her laugh, her goddamn confidence. And she felt rage burn in her stomach. She smiled. "Lucy Anderson."

Lucy then had the brilliant idea of putting me in charge of watching Ruth. "The two of you had me using so much Astroglide," Lucy said with a smile, "that I should have bought stock in the company." Lucy tried to apologize for her manipulative behavior, but Ruth and I would have none of it. I knew my masturbating would come back to haunt me some day and Ruth said that "secretly" watching me had given her some of the best orgasms of her life. Lucy then reached into her handbag and took out a videotape. "Fair is fair," she said as she slipped the tape into a video machine which fed into Ruth's screens. One of the screens was now carrying an image of Lucy masturbating in her office.

he pointed his forefinger over their heads. "What was that?!" Andy exclaimed with an arched brow. Hanson began, after cracking his voice. "You see, that thing I pulled out of the parcel is the central processing unit of my robot, Lucy—" "You have a robot?!" Anderson cut in. "Yes, Young Simpson. I didn't want to attract attention of any sort, so I didn't bring it along. The reason you see your action figure flying extremely high with such flames is because of the QED the CPU is connected to."

The other guard said miscalculating the atmosphere as he thought that he was happy and that was why he gave them the leave to all his maid, servants and butlers! “Is that so!” Lucy said with a bright smile and entered the house as she gulped down a can of juice as she wanted to keep herself hydrated! She walked limping in a light mood, thinking what she had to say to Ryan Song! She knew that he was a person who was really hard to deal with! She reached in front of the house and tried to look into it but she couldn’t tell what was going on and in the end, she entered the password and the moment she entered, she was greeted with the darkness!

Nice to know you. Lucy arrived at school early. He was quiet and could still smoke inside the office. He doesn't want anyone to break school rules and regulations, because he wants to break them himself. "Lucifer." When he turned around he saw Charlotte approaching him. "Why are you smoking, huh? You haven't really stopped that habit of yours and you'll be scattered in my old office." Annoyed it said and sprayed perfume around. Lucy just laughed and turned to the laptop to arrange the test papers for Midterms of her students. "Lucy, I would like to take you to Doctor Villiarta." Charlotte's calm promise. Lucy smiled and looked at him. "I told you, I'm okay. If you don't want to believe what

l pointed at the same girl. She raised the gun while shaking and pointed at her. She slowly pulled the trigger of the Scorpion Evo 3 and countless bullets ripped the girl's head apart. "I can't do...." "I will shoot you if you don't follow my orders right now!" She went on and shot the rest before she lied on her back as if she had been lifting numerous weights the whole day. "Good job girl... You are now growing into someone l want you to be. Next time you will do a perfect job compared to this though am impressed."