사이버펑크 Novels & Stories

I matter-in-factly said. “Do not compare me to her but thank you for saying that,” Max growled his complaint and compliment. “See! Now is there any way to talk to your Alpha?” I said, tapping his nose. Max was just about to open his mouth to say something snarky no doubt, however, something fell on my shoulders that caused me to stop. Whatever it was left a grease stain on my fury jacket. I noticed something on the ground and bent down to investigate, but was interrupted when I felt liquid on the back of my neck.

Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body. “I hereby proclaim Amelia Snow as the Alpha and first member of the Hunter Race, does anyone stand against this?” Lariempi declared to the heavens with a voice louder than thunder, a few seconds passed and then lightning flashed and thunder rumbled violently, at this very instant Amelia felt something change within her but she couldn’t point at exactly what changed.

Sorin said as his lips threatened to break open into another grin. "Sheesh you don't even know how useful this weapon you uncultured swine.! Just ask Eugene he will tell you just how useful this weapon is!" Eira huffs out defiantly. "Who?? Who is this E-Eugen??" Sorin asks confused. "Not Eugen it's Eugene, you know the dashing bandit who's nose always ends up getting skewered on the wanted posters?" Eira says as she looked at him if he understood. Sorin still looked confused.

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I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

​The sky over Neo-Tokyo didn't turn black; it turned a bruised, electric violet. As the organic ships of the Lunar Exiles pierced the stratosphere, the air itself seemed to thicken with a "Heavy Resonance" that made the lungs of every shifter in the Ginza district burn. These were not the sleek, polished vessels of the UN or the Council’s mechanical needles. These ships were living tissue, pulsing membranes of obsidian and bone that hummed with a frequency so ancient it felt like a memory of a dying star.

High above the toxic, swirling ash clouds of the Pacific Rim, a new crimson dot began to pulse with blinding intensity. < TRANSFER OF COUNCIL AUTHORITY INITIATED. PRIMARY NODE SECURED: NEO-TOKYO. > The hologram shifted, rendering a three-dimensional model of the new threat. It wasn't an underwater fortress or a grounded sphere. It was a sprawling, jagged, cyberpunk metropolis composed of towering neon spires and heavy durasteel, suspended entirely in the stratosphere by massive anti-gravity repulsors. It was riding out out the centuries inside a perpetual, irradiated super-storm.

Your turn. Maya stepped to the intercom. "Dr. Caldwell, I'm Maya Chen. I coordinate the Northeastern Confederation. I'm not military. I'm a survivor who's spent ten years rebuilding civilization after your accident killed it. We're here because Dr. Navarro at the CDC traced the climate cycles to this facility. We know what you're trying to do. We want to help you succeed." "No one can help. The system is too complex. Too unstable. External interference makes it worse."