Omnitrix Toy Original Novels & Stories

My breath caught immediately, like the air between us suddenly got heavy, thick, charged with something dangerous I wasn’t ready for. “I want a legitimate heir,” he continued, his tone calm. “One that is mine, without question. For that, I’ll need a wife. Become that for me, and I’ll grant you whatever you desire in return. Revenge, protection, power. It’s all within my reach, and I can place it in your hands.” I just stared at him, stunned, my lips parting but no actual words coming out, not even a sound. His gaze didn’t move, didn’t blink.

And sneaking out of this place was not possible with Luther's men, who always patrolled the perimeter of the mansion. I didn't know how many people live in this place or people did really exist here. Because all I could see was Luther's human robots who were human but acted like a machine. They didn't laugh, smile, and talk. Only the thing they usually did was obey Luther's orders. If Luther wanted them to eat, they would eat. If Luther wanted them to sit, they would sit. I wondered If they urinated only after his order?

Bennet obviously loves to read, and his books are mostly science fiction. But that's not what amazed me but the collection of... ROBOT TOYS are displayed on a wall with a floor-to-ceiling glass cabinet. "Whoah!" Ran to the cabinet and stared at the toy robots. "Whoah! He has a Strike Version of the General Uni-lateral Neuro Disperse Automotive Maneuver! Asteeeg! Only Bandai produced the original!" I know about expensive robot toys like GUNDAM because we have featured them in the National Geographic Magazine Pop Culture Edition.

Naitee's Pov:- " I don't know what to buy for a newborn child. Will this toy be a good choice or this giant truck or this sports car edition or these superhero statues? " Maverick questioned me because right now we both are standing in a toy shop. Well, I was dragged here from my workplace. Even though Theodore came to my rescue but you know how stubborn Maverick can be.

He took the first step and then another. “She’s clearly something more than a toy.” Milo was also a friend outside of the pack. Zion liked to stay in touch with all of his wolves. “Until I know what shit she’s been dealing with, she’s my toy, and I don’t want any of you fuckers to treat her otherwise.” Together they walked down the stairs. The room opened up into a full basement. Zion froze as the experiments were clear to see. There was a table with silver chains wrapped around. Needles, note papers, science equipment, and video equipment were in the room. He didn’t need any more evidence to know that Maya’s pack had been involved in some serious shit.

I couldn’t shake the image of those old men, breathing down my neck, acting like this throne belonged to them. Rowan blinked fast, “Alright, Alpha. I’ll continue searching.” He bowed slightly, then hurried out. My eyes drifted and caught on a picture hanging crooked on the far wall. I sighed and crossed the room, staring at it. It was old, edges frayed, the wooden frame cracked. My mother placed it there when I was barely old enough to reach it. In the image was a white wolf, painted like some heavenly guardian, watching over mountains I’d never seen.

Yeah, dad left since morning, hopefully he would be back anytime soon" she replied, leaving me a little disappionted. Soon Mia's phone rang, it was probably one of her human male friends because she seemed to so excited to take the call. I used the opportunity to slip out of the room and wandered down the hallway. Before I knew it, I found myself standing in front of Martins' door. I shouldn’t be here, I thought. But curiosity got the better of me, and I tried the handle. To my surprise, it opened. His room was immaculate, decorated in deep, earthy tones that felt both welcoming and intense. The faint scent of his cologne hung in the air, filling my senses. I stepped inside, letting the door

"I don't know what you're talking about. But there's no point in pitting a child against me. And Benji is only five years old. That is all, Mr. Lance. Now if you will excuse me!" "Wait!" Maxwell stopped her and walked toward the child. He asked gently, "Benji, can you please lend me your toy?" "Okay. But be careful with it." Benji carefully gave the robot to Maxwell. Khloe stared at Maxwell in a daze, not knowing what he was planning. Maxwell toyed with the robot and muttered, "I'm sure you're unaware but Benji's father is a toy designer. This robot is their company's latest invention. There's more tricks to it and one of them is the ability to record audio."