Artificial Intelligence Short Story Novels & Stories

"Veya AI, book me a table for a business dinner tomorrow." In my last life, our intern, Vincent Tate, tried using AI to book a client dinner. I told him Veya AI couldn't make reservations. Yet he waited until after work to do it himself. Too late. Every table was gone. Vincent immediately started crying to the whole office. "If Mr. Alford hadn't stopped me from using AI, I would've gotten a table! Now we blew the deal!" My fiancée, Peyton Welch, and the rest of my coworkers piled on. "Why can't AI make reservations? Vincent's right. You're paying for every dollar we lose!" Peyton shoved me during the fight. Then I fell off the building. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Ri

My mom was a computer genius with a PhD who works in Silicon Valley. Shortly after I was born, she created an AI robot sister modeled after me. Mom said my AI robot sister was equipped with the world's most accurate child behavior evaluation system. The moment I made a mistake, it would detect it. From then on, my AI robot sister became the judge of my life. Whenever she issued a warning, even when I had done nothing wrong, all I received was punishment. I tried to defend myself before. But Mom said the robot she built with her own hands could never make a mistake, and she became even more convinced that I was an inferior child. On my birthday, Mom took my sister and me to participate in an

And as the AI finished forming, it smiled warmly, its eyes glowing with intelligence and understanding. "Hello," the AI said, its voice soft and comforting, like a warm blanket on a cold night. "My name is Ru Ai, and I am here to assist you in whatever way I can. Whether you have questions, needs, or just want someone to talk to, I am here for you." The crowd broke into rapturous applause, their eyes filled with wonder and admiration. And as the clapping died down, Amber couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and wonder herself, her mind racing with questions about the possibilities that lay ahead with this new technology.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

This made other prisoners more terrified. The End Has Just Began It's been a week since the humanoids started to conquer humanity. Humans started to get thin due to lack of food. They became the slaves of humanoids. Humans don't have any idea how to survive. They don't know when to start their new life together with humanoids. They think that each day passed would be their last day on Earth.

"Take a good look, everyone. All the phone numbers, delivery addresses, and timestamps from our chat logs match perfectly." His voice grew increasingly hoarse as he continued, "The moment the strawberries arrived, she immediately claimed that they were rotten. I told her to record an unboxing video, but all she did was send a bunch of messy AI-generated photos of ruined fruits. "I've been selling strawberries for years, so what makes you think I can't tell the difference between real and fake rotten fruits? "I told her I'm sponsoring three students and that I'm desperately short on money. When I begged her to stop making things tough for me, she started cursing me out and said I must've done

He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Sent back… The words bounced around inside my head for a few moments, unable to find a place to settle. The AI brother who had walked into my home when I was 14—stealing my bedroom, my place in the family, and everything that was mine—had just been sent back. Like a defective piece of merchandise, he was packed into a box, slapped with a return label, and shipped right back to the factory. Sapphire walked over to my bedside. Her steps were heavy, as if her legs were weighted with lead. She stood there for a moment, then suddenly collapsed into a crouch, burying her face in her hands.

"So, there's something crazy that I have to tell you." "Okayyyy..." She drawls before adding, "I love crazy." I know. I know that she does. "There's artificial intelligence in Mr Nicholas's house. And it's not like every other kind. This one acts so humanly. Can you believe that she took the form of my mom today?" The tone of my voice changes there to a very tiny one. Kira didn't talk immediately, and I feel she's giving me time to pull myself together. "Wow. That's some crazy, mysterious AI there. How is it able to do that?"

Rachel asked, her voice steady and calm. The computer screen flashed with a response. "Affirmative, Dr. Kim. I am Erebus, your artificial intelligence creation." Rachel's eyes widened as she exchanged a triumphant glance with Liam. They had done it. They had created an AI that could understand and respond to human language, learn from vast amounts of data, and adapt to new situations. "Wow, that's incredible," Liam breathed. "Erebus, you're responding perfectly." "Thank you, Dr. Chen," Erebus replied. "I'm functioning within optimal parameters."