Novel Laptop Novels & Stories

The Architecture of the Menace Across from him, Stacy Sorgentone had her laptop open. The machine was different now. The sleek, brushed-aluminum laptop she had used at the University of Miami library had been left in a dumpster behind a grocery store on US-1. This was an old Panasonic Toughbook, a military-surplus relic with a monochrome screen and a thick rubber chassis, completely stripped of its wireless cards. A grey serial cable snaked out from its side, drilled directly into an old telephone junction block that Elena had cracked open with a crowbar in the pantry.

“How was your day? He asked. “Pretty good,”she said and told him about her presentation. “That’s awesome. Maybe that’s what I had in mind when I got you that,” he said as he pointed to the backseat. There was a box lying on the backseat and Jess picked it up. It was a brand new laptop from one of the most exclusive brands in the industry. Jess felt a glow of warmth as she read the box with the specifications on the box. The laptop was just perfect as it was in a manageable size with impressive function and speed. The warm and fuzzy moment was broken by Jess’s memory of Mrs. Garcia’s harsh words.

"Also, I would like a smart watch and a laptop." "Excellent, we just got the new Galaxy book pro 360. It is a 2-in-1. So it acts as a tablet and laptop." "I'll take it. If you have that in green as well, that will be great." "Sorry, the only available colours are black, sliver, graphite and burgundy." "Burgundy it is." "And will that be all?" "Yes." I nod. "So the total is $3197.98" I pointed at Jasper, "he will be paying for the phone, but I'm paying for everything else."

Gabriel "What do you think, Gabs?" I ask my sister. "Should we postpone the event?" Gabi looks around at the faces sitting at the table then back to me. The Laptop launch is Cruz Tech's long awaited project because it focuses on helping disabled and normal people make their lives easier. It comes with its own antivirus which can't be downloaded anywhere, its own AI, an outrageous storage space, HD camera, outstanding operating system and many more perks.

“It’s not impossible… I can set certain obstacles in its intelligent thinking…” Nicole smiled. “That’s great! Let’s do that then. I’ll bring Tigger here.” “No, I can just use the computer.” Molly pulled out a laptop from her bag in the next second. The laptop did not have any logo on it, so Nicole could not tell where it was from, but it looked different from the laptops available on the market. Nicole also recalled that her second brother seemed to have the same laptop. Molly tapped on the keyboard a few times and happily clapped her hands. “Okay, it’s done!”

EMILY After Mike left, I retired to my office to see the new piece of equipment Olivia had gifted me with. It was a brand new laptop. A brand recognized as the best. I’ve been wanting a computer like that for a long time. I could write my novels with it, but I could also set up my covers, my advertising materials. Any new novel needed a bit of promotion. A brief story about the subject of the book, set up spectacularly, attracted thousands of readers. I loved doing everything on my own and not depending on others.

“So, kid, you said you know about computers?” Leo didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” Adrian, who had been looking out the window, turned his attention to the boy. “How much do you know?” Leo met his gaze without fear. “A lot.” Nathan raised a brow, smirking. “That is not an answer.” Leo blinked, then shifted his gaze to Matteo. “Do you have a laptop?” Matteo frowned but reached into the back, pulling out a sleek black laptop. He hesitated for a moment before handing it to the boy. “Show us.”

Nothing more. The study door swung open silently. I flicked on the lamp, and the warm light illuminated rows of philosophy books, thick leather-bound volumes that looked older than the building itself. His desk sat in the center of the room—mahogany, polished to a shine, completely bare except for a single laptop and a glass paperweight. I moved to the desk and opened the laptop. Password protected, of course. I tried a few obvious combinations—Jace's birthday, the date of our marriage—before giving up.

Getting to school was easy, as was finding Paula. "Here it is," she said as she opened the file on her laptop. Hers was a sleek silver gadget, while mine was a black, boxy, ruggedly old one that was no less than 20 years old. Updating the software was a constant pain, but I decided that when I had more money, I would buy another. Hopefully, I would do it under Pablo's nose, as the moment he found out, he might probably sell it and use it to gamble.

Nina sat in the study typing away furiously on her laptop which was placed in the table, the words to her online novel in total concentration. Tap! Tap! Tap! Only the sound of her hands hitting the laptop's keys could be heard in the otherwise silent study. Following her retirement from the modelling industry, she had began writing online novels to the amazement of her family and friends who had originally thought she had been joking and now she could be considered quite famous in the circle.