Robot Lovely Novels & Stories

A low, terrifying growl rumbled from his throat. "I won't let you leave! No matter what happens, I won't let you go!" Draco had rested his wolf head in my lap countless times, and I had loved his warmth. But now, I felt nothing but raw terror looking at his enormous wolf head drawing near. I finally understood that Draco's gentleness existed only because I was his pet and a delicate plaything that needed careful handling. The moment I slipped out of his control, he would easily tear me apart or force me back onto the toy shelf with strength no human could resist.

Sonia liked everything about the robot; from the size which was close to seven feet tall, to the sleekness of its body and lastly the color which was black her favorite. “And judging from your reactions, I would say you love the exterior of this work. Don’t be mind blown away just yet until I show you how it works” he brought out a control remote and pressed a button and the robot began to move towards them and stopped. He pressed the remote once more and the robot stood up and head towards the corner of the building to retrieve a book which was laying on the floor and returned it back to him. “With this remote, you can command it to do your bidding” Mr. Will stated with smile plastered acro

[O - ha - yo - Mas - ter] (Good morning Master) It was a small cleaning robot. A robot that has its own mind and can be great from time to time. Once it saw a speck of dirt using its cleaning scanner, it will immediately remove those stains as it walks past those areas. Pretty handy. That is why Oliver keeps the place clean even if there is no other person to clean it other than him and the robot. He looks at the ceiling. 'I wonder if he can reach those parts. Oh wait, that's impossible' He looks at the remote that is placed on top of the table. Oliver now remember,

It was really satisfying to see something that I had created. “Congratulations. This project will get the department a lot of funding.” Bob said as he walked toward us with his hands in his lab coat. “Look at this thing. It’s huge.” “Yeah? You don’t think it’s too much?” I asked worriedly, looking at my 6-foot android robot. I synthesized a realistic skin and coated it around the robot, covering its parts and adding some artificial gray fur to make it furry. To be honest it was horrifying with a big wolf head but its body was ripped like a burly man's. It would make a great human companion too since it could talk.

And then she glanced at me and her smile disappeared. Her flaming red hair was long and a few curls were loose. I imagined them free and against her naked skin. Taking a deep breath, I remembered the way she stepped out of the tub almost as if to test my patience. Her body was beyond beautiful. Porcelain skin, full rosy lips and mesmerising blue eyes. I remembered the way her rosy nipples were hard and when I walked into her cabin, I found her touching herself and playing with those soft peaks I desperately wanted to suck and bite. Just thinking about it made me hard with desire and I knew that if I didn't relieve myself soon, I would go crazy.

“Who the hell are you, and where is Hank?! - in parallel, she tried to call him on his mobile, but the robot stubbornly repeated that the subscriber's device was unavailable or disabled. “Oh, no need for nerves, little Miss Slut… I told you Hank can't talk. It's hard to speak when your mouth is gagged and taped shut. Yes, you probably remember, don't you? She perspired instantly, the way one perspires when she steps out of an air-conditioned room into the heat of a hot summer street. She broke out in a nasty cold sweat and her knees became cottony ... but these are the reactions of the body. And the mind was already rushing about in search of salvation, at a speed inaccessible to computers,

"Is there a problem with the product you bought from Vinci Rivera Group? You could apply for a refund. Vinci Rivera Group has after-service for all its products." Trevor gritted his teeth and yelled, "I'm talking about the robot you created. It has gone crazy, and it's pinning me on the floor. It's not letting me go!" "Are you talking about Luna?" "Yes! Tell it to let me go!"

When it was 5 in the evening Arnold signaled his trusted Assistant Roasty. He had designed the robot in such a way that it couldn’t be controlled by the others and it responded to the commands given only by him. If someone else tried to control Roasty it would shut down instantly. “Roasty, You have to keep a watch on, screen number five. You should be able to see me at all times. In case you see me in danger deploy Squadron Spice ( A team of robots that have varying capabilities just like spices) to rescue me. Is that clear.”

She whines and moves around uncomfortably as the tank top if hardly covering her. Ryan starts walking to her instead of walking out. She gulps nervously and starts to put on the tank top quickly. He grabs it and takes it off her completely and pushes her down on the bed. She lays there all exposed looking up at him. He stares down at her with cloudy eyes, as he unbuttons his wet white shirt. She unwillingly bites her lips staring at his perfect body. How can someone be this perfect? He hovers on top of her and rests both his palms on each side of her head. Rosie smiles at him and slowly puts both her hands on his cheeks and caresses them. She wants him, and now that she can see that he want