Nano Machine Novel Novels & Stories

he warned, wagging a warning finger. “She does not make me uncomfortable,” Nico countered. Rea got up from the couch and scrunched her face. “Nothing can ever get a reaction from him. He's that much of a robot. I bet he wouldn't even notice me if I walked around here naked, with my legs spread wide apart.” Nero cocked his head with a thoughtful look. “That's true, though.” Nico glared at his boss but said nothing in reply. Rea walked to the wine cabinet and picked out a bottle of whisky, and poured herself some.

Everyone concentrated on the babies and Chase felt neglected. Neil took the baby and said softly "Hey Tiny Angel. I'm your Nano. Say, Nano" "Are you stupid Neil? A baby is just born then how can he call you Nano?", Aashmaan rolled her eyes and Neil didn't mind her words and said smilingly, "Love! Baby! Aashmaan! I know that baby can't call me Nano right now but I'm just getting him familiar with my voice and the word Nano by reminding him of myself and when the correct time comes he will call NaNo first"

“Shit, you’re right. Climb the walls?” “Do you have your nano grip mods?” “No. Didn’t expect this kind of a mess. Especially in 14K territory” “Even if we did, the plans said these buildings have shock spikes on their roofs. We won’t be able to handle that” Sol searched around for anything they could use, a distraction of some sort to force the Cohens to leave their post. She feels a rustle in her jacket’s left pocket, quickly digging in she pulls out a small cube that changes the shape the moment it falls on her hand. Sprouting four legs and a rotor at its head, the drone’s visor buzzed and stared inquisitively at Sol as it eagerly bobbed up and down, ready to take its new orders.

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A neon sign buzzed faintly above the door: THE WIRE. Inside, the crowd was all humans—mercenaries, hackers, smugglers. The kind of people who didn’t care if their drinks were shared with monsters as long as the money was clean. “You sure your contact’s here?” Aiden murmured. “Positive.” Dante scanned the room until his gaze settled on a figure at the corner table—a tall woman with short silver hair and a cybernetic eye. “That’s Nova.” They approached. Nova looked up, smirking. “Well, if it isn’t the city’s favorite fugitives. I thought you’d be dead by now.”

Alpha Jones smiled subtly. "I think you need to wake up from your daydream. We have lost. Nolan has won. The Nemesis has caught up with us" David stressed out. "We are the Nemesis" Alpha Jones pointed out. "The Nemesis does not sit in the cell of his own Manor with his beta" he retorted. "Do you hear that?" he held one of his ears for attentiveness. "What?" Alpha Jones also paid attention. There were sounds of footsteps all over the Manor. "They have returned from evacuation to a new Alpha" David related.

It was beautiful, despite being such an ugly thing, like a jewel-encrusted, poisoned knife, or a ceremonial dagger. Jasper turned it over, and over again. The opening mechanism would simply release all the nanobots all at once. The lights on the back glimmered, a sequence of colours, the first four of the rainbow shone, green the brightest and red the dimmest. The nanobots were at full power, and Jasper had no idea if any DNA was programmed in, or not.

--- In a dark corner of the Cathedral, Julian knelt before an old filing cabinet hidden beneath stone tiles. He opened it carefully and retrieved a small metal canister - sleek, silver, and cold. Inside, a single vial. He stared at it, fingers trembling. Then, from behind him, a voice. "You never learned how to clean up after yourself." Julian froze. A figure stepped from the shadows. Tall, coat flapping like a bat's wing. Nova. "You came early," he said. She smiled. "Just in time."

Machine crouched down in front of the man. The scent of urine took up the tiny room in the basement of RSS. “ah dude, he just pissed himself.” Machine said, scrunching up his face. I just chuckled. “You are talking about cutting off appendages, but yet a little piss grosses you out.” my tone sounded amused. “Fuck you, Ghost.” He chided back as he stood up to walk around the chair. “I think we will start with this little guy,” Machine said sweetly, pulling on the guy’s ear.

They moved like they’d done this a hundred times; with efficient, no wasted motion. Nova got off two shots. Both bounced off their armor. A sharp sting hit her neck and everything went black for her. She woke up naked. Cold metal pressed against her back. Her wrists were locked above her head. Ankles strapped wide apart, thighs spread open on a smooth examination table. The room was dim, sterile, with low blue lighting along the walls. A translator implant behind her ear buzzed to life as voices spoke in low, clicking tones. “Human female. Mid-thirties. Strong physical specimen.”