Starfire X Cyborg Novels & Stories

Seven years ago, I swap my heart with Orion Gifford, the cyborg replica of me that my sister, Mildred Gifford, creates. However, my heart frequently gives him chest pains because of organ rejection. Mildred blames everything on me. She believes I have hidden a preexisting heart condition and have given away a defective human heart in exchange for a mechanical heart worth millions. So, she sues me for fraud and sends me a court summons. But on the day of the hearing, I don't show up. To force me out of hiding, she publicly announces to the media that she is officially taking Orion as her younger brother and leaving all her assets to him. When I still fail to appear, Mildred loses her pat

In a flash they spread out, wings flashing electricity, the group watching from above forgotten, Obiora was right, this is what they do best. Binta worked her body into a blur, blitzed forward to meet the charging machines and dropped the first set of drones in a blast of electricity as Obiora charged the group of giant robots pounding the first in line into matchwood and then hurled the ruined metal unto it's mates. Babybaby leapt on Shettima’s back as he rendered both of them intangible while a cyborg cat leaping for them crashed through them against another cat Orchid had frozen into popsicle.

I removed the whip by pressing the butt of the handle, wrapped it up and handed it to Ashr. "Computer, are any other lifeforms detected on this ship?" I raised my brow at Ashr and heard the robotic voice reply,"there are only two on the bridge." I shrugged my shoulders watching Ashr's jawbone tighten as he grinded his molars. Then I heard it, the low hiss and the sound of coiled skin unfurling. I swallowed uncomfortably seeing the crease on Ashr's forehead. His green eyes landed on my yellow frightened ones and he raised the proton splitter gun in my direction.

He made a barely audible sound to indicate that he saw them. “They’re cyborgs,” Kendra whispered just as the three invaders lunged at the soldiers. Olga looked for Felix and Ari, but they weren’t with the soldiers as they battled the battle of their lives. She was about to urge Rex to help her assist the soldiers before they ended up actually losing their lives when arrows flew through the air from different directions. They severed the human spines of two of the three cyborgs with impressive precision. The suddenly paralyzed cyborgs crumbled to the ground while wearing looks of surprise and confusion.

Thake roars, pacing the cell with his hands curled into tight balls of fury at his sides. The Cyborgs’ gaze never deters from mine, “he will come for you and make your birthlings pay through your suffering.” He sneers, throwing his head back with an ear-splitting laugh resonating through the cell. Turning on my heel, I sprint out of the Arena Cell as fast as my little legs carry me, with tears spilling from my eyes. “Run, female. Run like the wind since we'll meet again in a catastrophic scenario." The Cyborgs' voice follows me out into the open clearing.

He had two cyborgs who went by the names, Karen and Kaycie. At the moment, it had been thirty minutes since Anderson Simpson, Harrison Edgeton and Jocelyn Redwood, and a strange robot they never knew Anderson possessed, disappeared with a strange vehicle-like contraption. It was just too unbelievable. To worsen the whole thing, they weren't able to hack into their conversations because the microchips they'd implanted had somehow become ineffective in Anderson's home. Unknowingly to them, it was because of a tech Anderson'd created about a year ago which deactivated integrated circuits anywhere in his house.

The skies tore like silk set ablaze. Vaelith’s true form towered above the battlefield now, no longer cloaked in illusion or shadow. She was cosmic, a being made of collapsed galaxies and forgotten prayers, her hair a veil of void, her voice a gravitational command. And yet, standing beneath her, Liora did not kneel. She burned. Starfire wrapped around her in spiraling rings, not just light, but memory. Each flicker carried the lives of those who had come before her. Serenya. The Moon Priestesses. The lost wolves of the Starcourt. Even the ones her mother had failed.

Anya, a revered elder amongst the Guardians, now a frail yet vibrant figure, watched a young recruit train in the combat simulator. The recruit, a vibrant Xylosian with shimmering iridescent scales, weaved through a simulated asteroid field, her movements a blur of grace and agility. Anya, a flicker of amusement playing on her lips, felt a pang of nostalgia. The galaxy had evolved. Technological advancements had blurred the lines between species, with bio-engineered enhancements and advanced prosthetics becoming commonplace.

He was a tall, strong man with cybernetic enhancements and a heart of gold. He married a woman from another planet. Lyra, a princess from the Andromeda system. She had blue skin and silver hair, but her soul was just like ours. Love had no boundaries anymore. It crossed planets, stars, and galaxies. But space had its own dangers. A race of machines called The Void wanted to conquer the universe. They believed that emotions were weakness and order was everything. They attacked the colonies. "We have to fight," Zane said. "But how do you fight machines that don't feel pain?"