Rebels Robot Novels & Stories

Emergency broadcasts flickered intermittently, overridden by cryptic warnings: Emergency Feed (blaring, distorted): “Patient zero terminated. System collapse imminent.” At a hidden safe house on the outskirts, a small band of rebels huddled around a flickering holo - map. Names weren’t spoken aloud, but one image flashed briefly on the projection — a pale, ghostly figure, a spark of hope amidst the surrounding chaos. Rebel 1 (grim, urgent): “We can’t wait for them. If the city falls, no one survives.” Rebel 2 (nodding, resolute): “We find out what EVO really was. We stop it — before it’s too late.”

I watch as he walks around to be in front of me and holds a curved dildo looking thing with a wide circle base. "This is the vibrator. It's remote controlled so I'll be able to turn up the intensity with this remote." He walks back around to my ass and I hear a bottle of lube being opened. I groan when the tip of the vibrator pushes into me. Daddy pushes it in slowly until the round base is nestled between my ass cheeks. I wait patiently as he sits back down and looks me in the eye.

The two female wolves haven’t left Selene’s side for a second, but they are constantly battling one renegade or another trying to get close. Sorem and Roower, Augusto’s wolf, are fighting fiercely. Both are injured and exhausted, but neither is willing to back down this time, and that's clear to everyone. Suddenly, Selene writhes on the ground, overcome by pain, and Sorem falls to the ground. Roower takes advantage of the alpha’s distraction, inflicting a bleeding wound across most of his back and side. Blood starts to mix with the rainwater. "Kill the Luna, now," orders Augusto through the link to his minions, and suddenly more renegades emerge from the bushes. They all look quite grotesque

Rebel didn’t know which hole he should hold to stop the bleeding, his blood flowed out like a river, and slowly, he felt the entire world fall weak. But he was stubborn enough to give up and cursed, “David Xiver, you’re a demon, so what…what you don’t….even care about her? She is not your own, but your sisters and your bros; what about them?” So rebel used his last straw to save his master. Even though he knew death was near, he didn’t care about anything; he just wanted to give his master a chance to live. “Do you think I gave you a chance to blackmail?” David didn’t answer him and looked at Alex and Kevin. “Let’s go.”

For a long heartbeat, nothing moved. Then the courtyard shifted, tectonic, hearts and loyalties realigning—or refusing. Rhea slapped a fist to her chest, eyes fierce. “You want rogues held back and walls patched from the *outside,* storm-girl?” she called. “I’m there. We’ve been missing someone who knows which way the wind is blowing.” Rebel hesitated, tension written in every line of him. Then he nodded once, sharp. “I don’t like being told what to do by pups,” he said. “But I like losing wolves less. If you can keep more from walking into those cracks, I’ll hold the lines you point at.”

The lady courteously responded. "Alright guys, let's return to base!" He ordered to the others. I sported a quizzical look as our gaze bonded again. "Thank you for saving her." He said. "She almost got raped." I stated whilst trying to refrain myself from expressing anger. Recalling that scenery alone, irritated me to the very core. "But let's put that aside, who are these minions?" I asked as I glimpsed at them retreating deep into the forest. "Friends." Gabriel answered.

I concluded and with that I removed the phone from my ear , I slowly stood up to my feet and walked towards my wardrobe, I pulled it open and my gaze met with Damon’s army green blazer. I contemplated giving it back to him but what logical explanation would I give to him on returning it, what if these items does not even exist in his present world and I end up looking like a fool. How in the world would I tell him that we’ve had an intimate encounter before, but I died that night and somehow got reborn without sounding crazy, I exhaled deeply and closed the wardrobe with a soft thud. This would definitely be one of my deepest darkest secret.

Gale had attacked him empty-handed. “What kind of person are you?” Baby Robbie asked in shock. After asking this question, he realized that the expressions on Gale’s and Angel’s faces instantly changed. A fierce and hostile gaze appeared in Gale’s eyes. “Baby Robbie, your curiosity will kill you.” As soon as he finished speaking, Gale pounced over like a ferocious tiger. Baby Robbie did not touch him this time around. He sensed a strong force surge through his body. Baby Robbie had once experienced such a force. Back then, he was still in the military intelligence division. He had gone out to complete a mission, and his opponent was a brain specialist. He controlled his robot troops in a mon

He looked at Caleb and asked, "What is your name? What is your model?" Caleb answered accurately, "Caleb Clemon. Educational Robot." "Who is your user?" "User settings. My mother is Hilda Adams. My father is Nathan Clemon." Connie pulled his brows together. Your first master is a woman? "What is your mission?" "Protect Mom." Connie thought, I'll take him apart again and make some changes, then restart him and test him again. He disassembled him once more, put on safety glasses, and welded in a new part inside of Caleb.