Palmtop Tiger Novels & Stories

Carter moved towards a table attached to a broad white glass wall. He wafted his hand and a high pitched whooshing sound came, followed by random images forming spontaneously on the glass wall which turned out to be a very large computer embedded on it. Carter had made advancements in designing and coming up with bleeding edge technology like the Mega Computer—one of the latest computers that was already surpassing the supercomputers. "You remember that incident back in Australia two years ago?" "Yeah..." Carol responded, turning from Carter to the screen. " Well, another one was taken down in Hong Kong just early this week."

“I’m saying, it doesn’t make sense. We know that Mist is intelligent. Why wouldn’t she be moving more linear?” Jaguar slowed her vehicles so she could lean in closer to look at the tablet she had attached to the top of her land rider. A quick glance at the screen told Jaguar something was off. She stopped her land rider completely, as did the others. Stepping off, she extended her gloved hand for the device, which Scorpion placed into her palm.

A flock of reputed reporters, cinematographer, thronged up in the way holding the necessary equipment – the cameras, mic, and …. That evening Tiger had organized a party cum event at the hotel, for launching his new product – Tessa Di perfum, that happened to be a brand new perfume under his brand – Kelvin. He had invited the business tycoons of Burbank to attend the event. Everyone was aware of the event beforehand except me. I got to know about the event few hours back the kick start. “Hey!” Tiger spoke while covering the distance between the two of us, hitting his knees with the table next to us, and eventually he slipped and fell over me. He was on top of me, measuring my length.

My fingers immediately target the second token box Ada secured for Hayden, unsealing the bindings to extract the synthetic tiger robot predator from its packing foam. The mechanical beast is constructed with highly compact dimensions, tracking roughly the identical size of a large ceramic coin bank. "What exact device is this?!" Layla queries, her eyes locking onto the sleek metallic tiger with intense curiosity. My fingers extract the tactical instruction booklet from the core of the box, skimming the operational data lines before passing the paper straight to my daughter. "This asset functions as an advanced, voice-integrated smart robot." "Whoa! Hayden prioritizes robotic engineering abov

Thing one and two behind me weren't helping, either. It is a nice room though. Giant flat screen TV against one wall, a huge sectional that took up another entire wall in front of it. A few bean bag chairs scattered here and there; the wall covered in movie posters. It looked lived in and comfortable. "You're always welcome here, of course. We have a wide variety of streaming services and very fast Wi-Fi."

These powerful beings rarely made public appearances, but one had revealed himself today. “How is that possible?” Peter was very surprised. In fact, the word was like an understatement this time around. How could Vital Orange be a Tiger? “I know it is hard to believe, but that is the truth. Those kind of movements; the confidence to attempt something like that and achieve it with absolute certainty. That is the mark of a Tiger. Vital Orange is no longer a Tiger Cub. He’s a fully grown Tiger now.” Maggie stated plainly.