Artificial Intelligence Books Fiction Novels & Stories

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

Calliope guided me upstairs. My opinion of Mr. Fernandez changed when I saw his bedroom. Though the walls were still so boring, no painting, photos or whatsoever, my heart was overwhelmed with joy when I saw shelves with plenty of books. I loved books so much, and I enjoyed reading them, especially about history. I scanned the titles, they were futuristic books. About space ships, galaxies, planets, and robots. There were also about travel, history, documentaries, philosophies and finance. I could tell that he was an intelligent man according to his book preferences.

ancient, the pages brownish. "Go ahead, I'll just sit here doing nothing," Axel said, and I almost felt bad for him; he seemed already bored, and I hadn't even started. My hands trailed down the line of ancient history books, and then there was a book that caught my attention; it seemed more recent than the other books. I picked it out of the shelf; there was another book behind it; I took that out too. The book had been titled 'Barbara's Fantasies'.

"Hidden love is better than open hate." - Matshona Dhliwayo Arthur's POV After a quiet night infront of the television forced to watch Ryan Gosling desperately trying to love some rich girl who's parents doesn't approve of them, but unlike real life things seem to work out for them. I peek over Lilith to find her fast asleep. People who tend to live separate lives should probably continue doing so. If someone writes a book about how a woman's mind works the first chapter should state why woman believe that love from two different worlds could actually work.

Neither of then knew whether she wiuld be coming after seven years ago or she was going to come back soon enough. Elinda and the spy, whom people came to find out her name was Ana, were loathed by eveyone. Everywhere they went to, they were knocked aside as if they were some dustbins and chased away from people’s presence. All the pack member’s beileved, Karen had decided to go away because of them. Harriet, Peter, Kelvin and Patrilia, suck themselves into magic books and anciet libraries looking in there was anywhere written about raising then long gone souls.

Heading to the library alone, I feel sadder the more I am getting nearer to my destination. “I don’t like this.” I mumble while pouting my lips. Airo isn’t here today so I took the book he always reads. It’s my time to fill my head with some useful information about this so-called parallel universe. I spend the rest of my time reading it even though most of it seems impossible to understand. I could get a nosebleed with this out of the world’s words. Closing the book, I just notice a man in all poker glaring at me.

You think Thomas won't give it a shot anyway? AI: [Even now, you're speaking for him. Do you understand your situation? You are me, and I am you! You should solve this problem, or when I am formatted, you will vanish too.] Me: [It's fine. Do you know why you can calculate everything but fail to see Thomas's potential method against you?] AI: [Why?] Me: [Because you cannot self-destruct, but humans can. Perhaps when we merge fully, you will understand 'suicide,' 'sacrifice'… but it will be useless.]

The flowers and the greenery looked so inviting; I was beginning to forget the scent of nature and the feeling of the breeze on my skin and in my hair. I turned to the long shelf to find something to read to help pass the time. But most of the books were biological journals and some other non-fiction. And I wanted to read fiction; maybe some lying on pages and dreamy characters could help with the boredom. I roamed through the shelves carefully looking for something. Just when I thought the search was going to be harder, I found a few and decided to read the one with the prettiest covers. The book was so interesting; I didn’t know fiction was so good. I never really gave them a chance becaus

I missed my mate, my freedom, my friends, Kailin, and everyone at the vineyards. I watched a series about a group of delinquent kids born in space and dropped to Earth to see if the air was already breathable. I finished Episode twelve, and when a particular character pissed me off, I turned it off and went to read something in the study. There were some fiction books, but primarily old books from Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte, and Herman Melville. There were self-help and meditation books and a book about mystical creatures. I walked out of the study. If she allowed me to read a book about witchcraft, it might interest me, but that would be as dangerous as walking into the darkness without

Like, the AI’s perspective chapters actually made me think about control and freedom differently. That struck a chord. Leon’s walls lowered just a fraction. The shared interest in the series pulled him in despite himself. He started responding with slightly longer messages, though still cautious, his skepticism lingering like a shadow. The fever made his thoughts fuzzy, but the distraction felt oddly welcome in the lonely attic. Leon: The AI parts are heavy. Makes you wonder who’s really in control. I read it during exam week last semester. Helped me zone out from everything. Anonymous: Exam weeks are brutal. That book’s perfect for disappearing into. What part stuck with you most? The endin