Robot Franky Novels & Stories

My real reason was Frankie, I wanted to see if he found his mate. Frankie is the Alpha's son, he's 6 foot 4 with broad shoulders and muscles for days. His brown, almost black hair hung to his shoulders and his eyes were so blue it was like staring into the sky on a sunny afternoon. Not that he'd ever notice me, my dark blonde hair and brown eyes were ordinary at best. I was short and barely a B cup, I did have a little junk in the trunk though. That didn’t stop me from praying to the Moon Goddess that Frankie wouldn’t find his mate tonight and maybe she'd save him for me.

Master Franklin laughed when he sensed Darryl's sentimentality and said, "Hey now, Kiddo, there's no need to be sad. We'll see each other real soon. I'm now meditating in the Godly Region, and we'll have a good chat once you've successfully built the Chaos Teleportation Array and use it to come here. Until then, don't let me down." Then, he waved at Darryl, and then his hologram grew fainter until it completely disappeared. Darryl took a deep breath and solemnly said, "Don't worry, Master Franklin. I will fulfill your long-cherished wish and build that Chaos Teleportation Array." He looked around, feeling excited and respectful in his heart.

He was about to introduce himself when the other man spoke first. "Erwin Wilson?" The voice was so familiar that Erwin was a bit taken aback. He opened the door wide and saw a familiar figure matching Franky James on the virtual reality network. "Oh, it's you!" Franky James couldn't hide his surprise. He took a step forward, then saw Frederick Hall standing behind him again. “Frederick?” In an uncertain tone of doubt, Franky James stared at Frederick appraisingly. Frederick let Franky James look at him, and he nodded. “Good morning, Franky. Long time no see!"

Clara asked and tried to ignore Mira as much as possible. "I feel so energetic and all thanks to you dear" Frank replied enthusiastically. "Uncle, I bought an iPad for you. You can watch anything anytime while you rest on your bed." Mira extended the gift to Frank with twinkling eyes. Frank took that with so much excitement. That was new to Clara. Frank never liked such things. He always wished to watch anything on his television which covers half of the wall. He hates to watch anything on the small screen. "But why?" Clara asked but Frank didn't reply to her as he kept the gift inside the drawer.

"Wait, sir! That's not a real human." "Who would have thought that an intelligent man like you would see this as a real human? We're not a slaughter house. Mr. Romero, for your information, I am the inventor of Francis 1.0. He is the first ever S.A.M. or Self Automated Machine that we made." "But what is my purpose here? He looks like a complete package. I did think that he is already a human." "Nice question, you're here..." he put down the tablet first before looking straight to my eyes. "You're here because he's still a dead humanoid robot." my face contorted in confusion when I heard his reason.

Her strength could defeat Jessica in not even five minutes, not even thirty seconds. "I'm sorry, Jessica, your personality... is really not suitable for being a mercenary, unless you can change your current personality..." Franka's plump legs exerted force, and the muscles in her thighs were like a twelve-cylinder engine. When she stepped on the ground, she instantly burst out with powerful kinetic energy. Her slender body disappeared instantly, like thunder, and reached Jessica in an instant. in front of. This speed is too fast. Even many regular operators who were obsessed with it said they couldn't see clearly at all.

“Sit! Stay!” I press my lips together to avoid the smile that desperately wants to break out. Frankie gives a little yip, like a puppy, and then laughs as he finds his chair. “Should be in a kennel,” Andre mutters, shaking his head as he wipes the bar down, keeping it spotless as he always does. “Not in a bar like this.” I just turn and grin at Frankie, who gives me a wink and then turns back to his phone. And I tuck the business card and the money away in my bra, wondering passively…well, what to do with it.

Franck made sure his voice was a bit lighter and full of urgency. “I salute Oga. Are you Mr. Emeka?” Franck introduced the conservation of inquiry. With the sniper rifle in his hands as he spies at the lens in a get-ready-to-shoot mood. Finger on the trigger and caressing the tiny iron. In a hasty mood, maybe feeling it was a costumer replied, “Yes Oga. It`s me. How may I help you?”

CHAPTER 109 ROBERT’S POV ~ “I’ll send you the details of her company. I need you to hack into her laptop and wipe out everything work-related. Can you do that?” ~ Frank was silent for some time, almost as if he wasn’t on call anymore. What I said must have disoriented him completely. But I didn’t expect him to be that way. “Hey buddy…Are you still there?...” I brought my phone down from my ear just to make sure the call hadn’t disconnected. And it hasn’t.

Harper instinctively clenched her fists, uncomfortable with his sudden proximity. The bodyguards stepped forward, but he stopped them. “Do you guys have no sense of protecting a lady? So crude!” The bodyguards retreated at his words. He squinted his sharp, fox-like eyes and extended a hand. “Hello, let’s get acquainted. I’m Franky Vale.” Harper frowned, having no intention of shaking his hand. She turned to leave. The man blocked her path, leaning down as if to press against her chest. Instinctively, Harper slapped him.