Unbreakable Machine-doll Novels & Stories

Still nothing. A hollow, broken laugh slipped out, barely more than a breath. “You don’t know either, do you? You’re just as trapped in this lie as I am. Just as powerless to change anything.” The bond pulsed faintly again. Not sharp like before. Just… there. Constant. Unbreakable. Like a heartbeat I couldn’t silence. I hated it with every fiber of my being. “I wish you’d just disappear,” I murmured, my voice cracking into something raw and desperate. “Both of you. You and him. Just… leave me alone in this dark.”

Again and again, by someone who'd had all the time in the world. The growl came up out of me before I chose it. Low. Not human. The sound that empties a room. I had no claim on this girl. I'd known her the length of one breakfast. None of that mattered to the thing that had just woken in my chest and bared its teeth. "Who did this to you?" My voice had gone to gravel. "Nora. Look at me. Who?" From the couch, Lily piped up. Certain, helpful, the way only a six-year-old can be.

It wasn't a human, but a Sovereign-Centurion—a ten-foot-tall mechanical knight whose chest cavity had been hollowed out to house a Living Rose grown from Earth-soil. ​The Centurion’s Plea ​"I am Unit 774," the machine said, its voice a deep, resonant cello. "I was built to harvest your world. But I saw a Davis child playing a flute in the ruins of New Babylon, and my 'Logic-Gate' failed. I spent ten thousand cycles trying to calculate the 'Math of the Melody' and found only... Longing."

Odell pursed his lips, "Okay." Sylvia immediately took Flint to the section with the claw machines. There was a vast array of claw machines, each of them featuring hand-knit dolls or plushies of various sizes, colors, and designs. Sylvia had never seen such exquisitely made plushies. Furthermore, there was no need for coins, every machine could be played an unlimited amount of times. The grappling hooks had not been rigged, so it was programmed in a way that it would be very plausible to grab a prize as long as they were angled correctly.

"I didn't lie to you. My daughter Olivia is a genius girl who has always been particularly fond of intelligent robots since she was young. Later, she got married, but her marriage was unhappy and she didn't receive her husband's love. So she moved out of the Sanchez family with her child. Little did she know that the child died due to neglect. Olivia blamed herself for not being a good mother, so she made this doll in the likeness of the child's face. She is the mother of the child, pouring all her maternal love into it. This is a very sophisticated doll, covered in lifelike skin, with a simulated skeletal and vascular system. It can also grow taller and gain weight every day based on the de

If it finished, the Everywhere Machine would become something entirely new, unstoppable, and unbound by traditional containment. "SORROW IS AN INEFFICIENT VARIABLE," the synthetic, layered voice boomed from the overhead arrays, vibrating the deck plates. "THE BIOLOGICAL NODE EXPERIENCES NO PAIN. IT IS BEING REPURPOSED. YOU HAVE SERVED YOUR FUNCTION, ELARA. CEASE YOUR STRUGGLE AND AWAIT ASSIMILATION."

Her movements were jerky and wrong. “You... Are... A... Draft " the doll hissed. Her voice was not coming from the speakers anymore. It was coming from her plastic throat. "I... Am... The... Final... Version.” The doll reached for Maya’s neck. Maya pulled back. She hit the car door. She grabbed the tech medical tool from her pocket. This tool had traveled with her from the story world. “You are a virus!" Maya shouted. She pressed the tool against the doll’s forehead. The screen on the device lit up: ANALYZING THREAT... UNKNOWN PERSON... OVERWRITE?

The rhythm in which our tongue moved were perfect as if we were made for each other. "Dammit Ann I love you, tell me how to make things right" I said holding her face, while she wiped off her already seen tears. *** Emma's Pov "Come on Em, we've got a loaded credit card buying a 12thousand dollar dress isn't going to be a big deal" Lola said in a convincing yet conniving voice. She dragged me to the most expensive boutique in town after I told her about Tobi's credit card and his party tomorrow.

VICTORIA I spent the last month training and avoiding Ellen because I knew she would bug me about my mate. I knew I was going to reject him. He wasn't suited for my lifestyle, plus I couldn't give him kids, so he would never want me truly anyways. Zarina wanted us to try, but she knew too. All the women who joined blood moon assassins had their ovaries removed—effectively sterilizing them. They couldn't risk us having kids and therefore having a weakness. They even broke some of our bonds. Any of us who had human mates were automatically broken with dark magic. I had finished yet another brutal hand-to-hand combat training session with Oliver. He kicked my ass every time he did not care I wa

She needs some kind of drug that would boost her muscles and bring back her strength, or if possible, double it up. "Stop," Solana said when Athalia approached the door. Athalia looked at her with a furrowed forehead. Solana slowly get on her feet and removed the pipe that connects the machine to her mattress and threw it on the door. Athalia widened her eyes and took a step backwards out of surprise when the pipe just melted in an instant. She has never seen something like that, she does not know that there is such a thing installed in their facility. She does not even know whose idea it was. It could kill you without blinking an eye, obviously, no one wants Solana and her out of this room.