Gi Robot X Nina Novels & Stories

Not now. Nina picked at her fruit lazily, chewing like a cat licking its claws. “Do wipe the corner. You’ve missed a spot,” she said, motioning to the floor beside her seat. Jenna dropped to her knees, fists clenched tight as she wiped the spotless floor. She could feel Nina watching her, reveling in the sight. “You know,” Nina said sweetly, “Ryker always did have a thing for broken girls from broken homes. Guess you’re just another one in the collection.”

' Thinking of this, an icy smile that was out of character with her charming appearance crept across her face, as if she could already see her defeat Nicole. 'Her robot is just a second-generation counterfeit that doesn't even have a cab. I can smash it to pieces with just a punch.' Nicole looked at the approaching Biello with a straight face. "Dodge, level five combat readiness." Her voice was so soft that almost no one could hear her. Subsequently, Vera was surprised to see some hidden changes to the silvery white robot. Its body was glowing, but it seemed to only strengthen one of its arms.

22 years old Nina smiled as she stepped out of the car, her eyes fixed on her phone which she operated with ecstasy. She loved the comments she was seeing online; the comments of the envious girls talking about her latest car. Oh! They could diss all they want. She enjoyed seeing people talk about her. It only made her seem more unique and powerful. Her smile broadened as she walked into the house and a maid collected her bag right there at the door. "Hey! Watch it!" She snapped when a maid had almost bumped into her.

"Why now? This is that juice fault!" Zitrey swiftly move and firmly covered the mouth of one of the newbie guards, restricting him to shout, he tends to fight back but was too late to react and was electrified by the stun gun. She then drags his body to the side, out of the sight. "That's six out of 89." Nikka said behind. "You're really good in this Dude, cool." she then clicked some button on her high-tech eyeglasses, showing the entire building and people inside of it.

I countered, "you were so busy losing your mind that you lost track of time altogether. It’s a common side effect of actually being satisfied for once. Don't worry, I won't charge you for the overtime." Her attention shifted suddenly. In the corner of the room, standing under a bright spotlight, was the prototype I had been building for months. It was a sleek, silver-and-black robot, shaped roughly like a human but with smooth, high-tech plating and glowing blue sensors. Gianna stopped in her tracks, her mouth falling open. "Oh my god, Raphael," she whispered, her eyes shining like stars. She stepped closer, reaching out a hand but stopping just before she touched the metallic surface, "Is t

But as the cool metal touched my skin, a wave of discomfort washed over me. “Mr Johnson, please wait a moment,” I said, pulling back and standing up. “I can’t accept this.” His expression shifted from confusion to a hint of frustration. “Why not, Nina? It’s just a gift.” I took a step back, trying to find the right words. “It’s not just a gift, Sir. It’s… it’s too much. I appreciate the thought of you trying to get me something. It shows that you're really a nice person, but I’m not ready for this.”