Robot Novels & Stories

Roy drove his uncle back to his house. When they approached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned to face Alan. “I want you to explain everything to her, carefully, because as it is, she is already mad at the fact that we aren’t humans… I want her so badly, but I don’t want to scare her away. I’m willing to go at her own pace, no matter how long it takes.” he explained to his uncle, who gave his shoulder a light squeeze, to assure him that everything would be fine.

I bag the door behind me when I close it then walk to my chair and threw myself at it. I rubbed my temple feeling frustrated, I took out my phone and dialed the security company that I always use. “Alpha Austin, long time.” He answers but I don’t have time for pleasantries right now. “I need cameras installed in the room on my floor, my beta will show you and another one in the wall way all the way to the front door,” I tell him.

} Trevor yelled and I ran to the door as the other three followed. I opened it and again was shocked by what I saw. There were about five rouges in the hall on one side. On the other side was a slightly bigger than average blond wolf, a large black wolf and a average sized brown wolf. That wasn't so shocking, what was surprising was the fact that there was a multicolored wolf with them. I stared in disbelief. The wolf was larger than average but not as big as an alpha wolf. The most remarkable thing was that it radiated power. I took a deep breath and then realized who the multicolored wolf was. Shit. That was my Mate and she was stalking towards the rouges by herself. "What the hell?" Liam

“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 s

I'm literally shaking. "Hello? Is there somebody?" I yell and walk slowly the way to the garage. I don't see anybody there. "Are you looking for something?" Suddenly someone says behind me. I jump up and turn to almost hit him with the pan as I see it's Hudson. "Woah, chill it's me!" Hudson says with wide eyes. Let the pan fall on the ground and immediately hug him. "I'm so glad it's just you. I was so worried where were you?" I hit him with my hand on his arm. I know he's smiling.

text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text text

So the young nice waitress tried to escape Hana’s hug. On the street, Sugai aggressively kicked his leg against the tree and then immediately jumped up and down, hugging his leg, his mouth constantly rubbing "It hurts", physiological tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He wished he had super powers, released all his ranger stored in his body. There was a lot of work that he had to finish but those two people were constantly causing trouble.

He nodded "So?" WHAT PART GOT you .upset .sad .happy WHERE do you want to correct? I love you readers. mwah!

Ashton groaned, pulling a pillow over his head. ​I stumbled to the door, squinting through the peephole. It wasn't Sarah. ​I opened the door to find Mateo Velez standing in the hallway. Unlike us, he looked disturbingly put-together. He was wearing dark aviators to hide his eyes, but his linen shirt was crisp, and he was holding a cardboard carrier with four large coffees and a bag of greasy breakfast sandwiches. ​"I bring gifts for the fallen," Mateo said, his voice dropping to a sympathetic hum. He stepped inside, taking in the carnage of our living room. "God, you two look like you’ve been through a shipwreck. Again."

I wouldn't make it easy for him, that sick son of a bitch would have to kill me before he got his hands on me. As I could, I managed to sit until I was leaning against the wall and see where I was, making me sick at noticing the place. It was a gloomy room, empty of all furniture and with dirty yellow walls, as well as the floor. There were dead roaches everywhere and the only light there was came from a light bulb on the wall in front of me. There was a single window in place and it was studded with several wooden planks, but I could see some hints of natural light coming through some gaps.