Robotic Rose Novels & Stories

Dasha tried to fight the urge to kiss him, though she could not keep her eyes away from his lips. He smirked knowing exactly roamed in her mind, he moved closer, his arms wrapped around her waistline making her gasp in shock, he pulled her close and kissed her lips as gently as he could. Dasha was too consumed, she kissed him back and then see him pull out. Dasha felt dizzy and as well shocked. “What is the five primary areas of robotics?!.” He asked her. “Operator interface,Mobility or locomotion,Manipulators Effectors,Programming,Sensing and Perception.”

, he had no more debts to repay. If there were ever a life beyond this one, he hoped, that he would never cross paths with these people. He stayed like that for a while, his vitality slowly getting drained away and soon, he'd be left lifeless. [Host has successfully activated the: WITHERED ROSE, system.] [Host's vitality is decreasing at an alarming rate. Initiating immediate resuscitation!!] What was that?. Who's there?! Alan paused, listening to the automated feminine voice as it spoke through his consciousness. He was certain that he was at the depths of the sea at this point,it was currently impossible for someone else to be around him. He relaxed - Probably he was just hearing things.

* I came out of my memory with a tear rolling down my cheek, I quickly wiped it away. I was sitting in my desk chair because of course I'm at the club. I looked at my phone one more time, looking at my little roses profile. I made a promise to her right then and now, I will protect you this I can promise. Knowing how close she is to my club which has cameras all over it, I watched them very closely to make sure she was not harmed by the man that killed my dad.

Fortune smiled "thank you Dad, I love you so much" "ok darling, I will hung up now". the call got disconnected and fortune looked at Zack who was staring at her. "what's wrong? do I have something on my face?" fortune asked. Zack smiled without shifting his gaze "when you are staring at a rose flower, you can't look elsewhere, you will stay put and continue to admire it until you have the urge to pluck it"fortune chuckled, "what makes you say that?". Zack smiled "nothing, I'm just expressing myself, you are as beautiful and delicate as a rose". fortune smiled shyly and dropped her head.

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.”

‘There are such places’ ivory wondered, she looked at the second mission and had the urge to laugh now she knew why literarily no one picked the two mission. The second mission was about bringing a rare running plant named blohy, it was a weird name, catching blohy was next to impossible for phase one-three to catch them. A phase four could but it would expend his energy and they were basically no use to them so phase four and above never caught them. ‘What if I fail the mission or if I bring herbs from there’ ivory asked. ‘No problem then, it’s just that you’ll be charged for using the portal’ the guy answered.

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose. I sometimes wonder why it has so much love being given to it. It is so imperfect, yet that is its perfection just like all of us--We are perfect and one because of the imperfections of us. I also wonder why a rose just steals my heart every time I look at it--it's just so magnificent. Is it because of the color that it possesses or because of the way it possesses the frail heart of mine? So melted in my thoughts that I was, I didn't realize that I had to get out of the bath to get ready.

None of us were. I took one step forward, blocking its line of sight to Clara. “You don’t touch her. You don’t get anywhere near her. You understand me?” The vessel tilted its head. A pulse rippled from its chest not hostile, not aggressive, but probing. Like it was studying me again. Aria braced herself. “Ares don’t provoke it ” But provoking wasn’t the problem. Interacting was. Because the moment my gold flared, even weakly

Sending an opportunity to cost the rift between Daddy and Mommy, Baby Robbie decided to employ his silver tongue to set up a meeting for his parents. "It was Rose. Rose told me that this world was big but there aren’t many good people in it. So we have to be grateful to those who treat us kindly. Rose is the nanny Daddy employed for me, Grandpa and Grandma. Not only is she beautiful, but she’s also very gentle. She can paint, program, and even build Legos… There’s nothing in this world that she can’t do." Baby Robbie heaped lavish praises on Rose rather exaggeratedly. When Grandpa, Grandma, and Josephine heard Rose's name as they sat across Baby Robbie, they lost their grips on their chopsti