River Cyberpunk Romance Novels & Stories

River smiled weakly back, and I knew that it would take time for her to heal from this, but I was glad that I could be there for her. River had just finished telling me about her new guy, Caleb, and I couldn't help but feel a bit apprehensive. After all, she had just been heartbroken by Damon, and now she was already dating someone new. "River, are you sure you're not moving too fast? You just got out of a relationship, and now you're already dating someone new," I said, trying to be cautious. River rolled her eyes and gave me a playful grin. "Raini, you know me. I don't like to waste time. Besides, Caleb is different. He's sweet, caring, and I feel a real connection with him."

She could tell that Ryker felt the same way as the couple stared at each other without any strong emotions. They were just staring to appreciate each other. Two gorgeous people and two very different backgrounds. Ryker seemed lost in thought and Arya couldn't help but want to know what goes on inside his head. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: ‘Beautiful.’ Those were the words that Ryker so desperately wanted to say to the girl, no, the woman in front of him. His future wife. He didn't have any romantic feelings for her. He couldn't but as an artist; He knew how to appreciate beauty.

I see the red marks, I see my brother’s bites, I see her blood trickle against her creamy neck and the only thing roaring inside my head is to take her. Bite deep. Etch myself into her flesh. Take her to that bed and mesh our bodies into one again. I only respond to Neo when River loses consciousness and her body falls in limp in my arm. “Shit”, Connor hollers. He picks her body from me placing her on the bed, covering her with every inch of the tussled covers thrown on the floor around her naked body. “Can’t feel her pulse.” “She can take it”, Neo adds but his voice is nothing more than a feeble whisper.

But love is forged through fire and flame, When Ryuki’s heart enters the frame. A dragon rider, fierce and brave, No king commands, no crown to crave. Skylar I wake up slowly. I can feel Cyryl’s head resting against my body. Her breathing is even so I know she’s asleep.

The moonlight seemed to intensify her sensations, the silver patterns on the sheets blurring as her vision swam. As Raven's body relaxed, Jax moved up her body, his lips finding hers in a deep, passionate kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only served to heighten her desire. Raven reached for his belt, her hands trembling with anticipation as she undid the buckle and pulled down his zipper.

twisted ritual of mourning masked in politics and performance. I glided through the crowd like smoke, accepting nods and veiled questions with calculated poise.When Lucas finally cornered me, it was beneath the arch of the great hearth. His hand closed around my wrist, just firm enough to make a statement.“Why him?” he hissed. “Why Ryker?“Because I needed someone as ruthless as you to finish what you started,” I whispered, yanking my arm free. “And he was willing to do what you never could.”“And what’s that?” His voice was a low growl.“See me,” I said. “Not just the wolf. Not just the mark. Me.”His chest rose and fell in heavy silence.I stepped back, letting my gaze rake over him one last t

I can’t see, nor hear, only feel as my body goes liquid, relaxing into a delirious kind of spasming pleasure that burns through my blood. Vaguely, I hear a strangled groan, and I open my eyes, blinking to see River’s head arch backward as he pulses into me one last time. The look on his face, the total abandonment, total pleasure, sets off another cascade of red-hot sparks through my body, making me clench at the very moment he shouts, literally shouts my name, before sinking his teeth into the place where my neck meets my shoulder, marking me as his. And then he collapses on top of me.

--- Cassie’s Coffee & Ink was nestled between a pawn shop and a laundromat, the door jingling with a soft chime as Sarah stepped inside. She wore jeans and a loose flannel Jax had left at the cabin — the sleeves rolled up, her hair in a messy ponytail. She hadn’t worn makeup in weeks. And yet, for the first time, she didn’t feel like she was hiding. Cassie was tall, covered in tattoos, with a sharp jaw and sharper eyeliner. “You’re early,” she said, offering a crooked smile. “I’m nervous.” “You’ll do fine. People like broken girls. Makes them feel less alone.”

I pressed on. “Last two weeks.” “RIVER!!” “WHAT!” she yelled back “You do know he is not just any ordinary wolf right? He is the leader of the biker gang in this fucking city. Why would you play so close to fire?” I was genuinely scared for her. “Maybe I love the flame.” “No, you don't. You are hurting from what Ryker did to you.” “Im not.” I leaned forward, gripping the edge of the couch like my hands could stop her from slipping further into this madness. “River, listen to me, this isn’t some casual rebound fling. This is dangerous.”

CHAPTER 135 — UNDER THE RIVER, UNDER THE SKIN The tunnels breathed differently than the city above. Down here, the air was damp and metallic, heavy with rot and old electricity. Water dripped steadily from cracked concrete, each drop echoing like a ticking clock inside Riven’s skull. The river pressed overhead—tonnes of black water, restrained only by ageing stone and stubborn engineering. And beneath it all, something else pulsed. Vex. Riven moved without hesitation, boots splashing through shallow pools, shoulders brushing rusted cables that twitched faintly as he passed. The city guided him—not gently, but urgently. Every step tightened the pressure behind his sternum, pulling him deeper.