Iam It Mga Nobela at Kwento

*Amber* I sit in my dimly lit room, cradling Adion against me, the rhythmic sound of his soft breaths lulling me into a fragile peace. The shadows around us dance with the flickering glow of the lamp, and for a moment, I forget about the chaos outside. But it's fleeting… an illusion in the midst of uncertainty. The door creaks open, and Kattie steps inside, her face a mix of relief and worry.

The guy quickly went inside the car, and the vehicle quickly drove off. "Wow, he could be the son of a billionaire!" Amaia whistled under her breath. Anyway, she doesn't have any time to think more about that time. She's going to be late, and she needs to run... NOW! ========================= At the "IT Magazine" Office... "Morning, everyone!" Amaia happily greeted her co-workers as she was walking to her own working desk. Amaia is working as a paparazzi at the infamous "IT Magazine." Their magazine specializes in revealing the celebrities, and the rich and the famous’ dirty little dark secrets...

she said brightly, and he nodded. "We're going to Silvan tomorrow," Amaria said. " It's really suspicious, Silvan is a small town but very rich in soil, they said the rich soil was a blessing from the spirit king of nature 'Gaia' that's why they have the healthiest fruits, vegetables and rear the healthiest animals, it has the highest exportation rate over the years because all the kingdoms under Ashmael Empire request goods from them yearly, I should know because I'm from there." Teresa stated

So that means he's someone he can trust' Amelia thought. "It's okay. You can trust me. I won't tell anyone, I swear" Arthur said and raised both of his hands after noticing Amelia become silent. "He's right," Damian says. "Okay," Amelia said and talked no further. "Ah, what was your first impression of Ian?" Arthur asks. Amelia looks at him before looking at Damian again. Damian stops eating and pretended not to care. "Hmm..scary and arrogant. He looked like he was about to eat me" Amelia said, unconsciously smiling after remembering their first meeting.

He ignored the AI and went on with his work. "Will you play for me again, Master? I was told you are a singer." "Shut up, computer nonsense!"He almost screamed. "I do not understand that code,"The AI said. That intrigued Henry. He stopped and stood in front of it. It's the first AI system he has seen that knows almost everything. "Your developer didn't teach you that, did he?" "I do not understand."She sounded sad. "What's your name?" "Amy. I'm Amy."

I turned to Sumit and awkwardly waved at him. " I am fine. someone spilled water on the floor and I didn't notice " "let's go we are late "Sumit started dragging me inside " Thanks Ayan for saving my friend's butt there" he yelled at the stranger. __________________________________________________ Ayan's POV I got a call from an AMT software company. They have a vacancy in the designing department. I got excited hearing this started getting ready. I reached the place exactly at 9:30. There were not many people in the building, I waited at the reception so that I get hold of some to enquire about my interview and stuff. I saw a guy standing at the end of the hallway.

Ingrid half nosily. "Mom ...." Enne warned her mother in a small voice, she felt bad for Altair that her mother had the audacity to ask such a question, yes despite the fact that her relationship with Altair was quite complicated; mate? This was the first time for Enne. "Nothing, Etienne and I are just friends, nothing more than that," Altair replied smoothly. "Oh? Really? Ah, that's a pity, you seem so reliable," Mrs. Ingrid said in a joking tone, while Altair only smiled faintly.

Even the previous new student who arrived three years ago, knew about Higan the second he got to Springville. I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts away. I had more pressing concerns, like surviving the rest of the day without running into Higan’s lackeys. I quickened my pace and I spotted Aiko, a Beta of the Crescent Moon pack, talking in hushed tones with a group of familiar girls at the far end of the hall. I wondered what they were discussing—probably my humiliating rejection at the Mating Ritual. My brows drew together as I strained to listen. Their voices were like a distant hum.

If you take a letter away from each of the letters in I-B-M you get H-A-L. But it was never the hardware that was going to be the problem for the future of mankind. If you made the same kind of movie today, the insane AI watching your every move would be something more like F******k, but you’d face the same problem. You couldn’t use the name without getting sued. You’d have to take a letter away from each of its initials to make up a completely fictitious evil company. F* would become... Oh, wait.

With grad school entrance exams (GRE) looming, everyone was stressed out of their minds when Preston Lewis, the class heartthrob, announced that he'd secured a spot that let him skip the written exam entirely. He even promised he could get the same deal for everyone else. The whole class erupted in cheers and immediately launched into an excited debate over which universities they should choose. But something didn't seem right to me. I moved closer for a look and saw that the screen Preston was showing everyone was just an AI chatbot, Novi. I tried to warn them that Novi was only a chatbot, but my girlfriend, Carly Monroe, shoved me before I could finish. "Anders, you're just mad because