Wild Robot Book Novels & Stories

The kind of virgin that would probably blush if someone said the word thrust too loudly. But still… I wasn’t a child. I was twenty. An adult. And in this generation, you didn’t need experience to know things. You opened your phone, tapped the wrong, or right site, and suddenly you knew enough to make your soul leave your body out of curiosity. It wasn’t like I went looking for it all the time. But it was there. And Damien Rivera was exactly the kind of man your imagination would go feral over without permission. The kind of man who looked like he’d take you to every part of his muscular body in every corner of a bedroom and still have you losing your mind before you even processed what was h

Yes… If I could just reach it… The back doors flew open. “There you are, you sneaky bitch.” I froze. A tall, thin man stood in the doorway. My eyes immediately dropped to the leather cut covering his chest. Wild Ridge. My stomach twisted. No… That couldn’t be right. Either he belonged to the club… Or he’d stolen the cut. He climbed inside and crouched beside me. Before I could pull away, his fist tangled in my hair. I cried out as he yanked me toward him. “Lightfoot’s been looking all over for you,” he sneered. “Wonder how happy he’ll be when I hand over his little hacker whore.”

Intrigued, i decided to take the book back to the cabin to show Nikau. When i arrived back at the cabin, i excitedly showed Nikau the book, telling him all about the strange symbols and images that i had seen. Nikau was equally intrigued by the book, but nikau said that he would be leaving to check out on the pack for a few days. He asked me not to join him as he would be travelling in his wolf form. After he left, I settled into my cozy spot by the fireplace in the cabin, I opened the old book I had checked out from the library. The title, "The Lost Village of Ravenswood", immediately caught my attention and I was eager to learn more about this mysterious place.

I didn't know what kind of contract had been attached to it, but there were so many words that I didn't even want to read it. "Then just write down both your names and mine, and it's all done," Jared said, still on the line with me. I immediately scrolled to the final page of the document and filled in the blanks as quickly as I could. Suddenly, Jared began to chuckle under his breath. I genuinely still couldn't understand how his temperament could change so easily like that. All of a sudden, my computer shook violently, and its screen turned pink. Then, I heard a robotic female voice say, "Congratulations on completing the contract mission! You have successfully formed a bond with your targ

Like it knew something she didn’t. She rubbed her arms, shaking off the thought. She had sat in the living room alone for a while after Elara had left her but she was starting to feel suffocated so she slipped outside when no one noticed, and decided to go out for an evening walk. The Liaison estate was grand, spreading out into well-trimmed gardens before filling out into the wild treeline. Garrick liked to say he kept the wild at bay, but Irvine often thought the wild kept itself alive, waiting, and bidding. Tonight, she wanted to feel it wrap around her.

Everything stopped. Slowly, he turned toward me. Those dark eyes landed on mine. Wild. Broken. Lost. For one horrible second, it looked like he didn’t know who I was. Then something shifted. The rage cracked. The monster disappeared. And suddenly there was just… Him. “Vick…” The brass knuckles slipped from his fingers and hit the floor with a loud clang. I didn’t think. I ran. Or at least tried to. My brother barely caught me before I fell.

Cameras scanned every inch of the outer wall, drones buzzed the perimeter, and packs from as far as the Rockies were pinging our secure comms demanding updates. Logan stood barefoot in the dewy grass, staring into the trees beyond the border. His golden eyes glowed faintly. His little hand curled around a small leather-bound book Link had given him—The Wolf Within, a relic of our history, simplified and digitized for his young mind. He wasn’t just reading it. He was absorbing it. Three years old and already decoding language systems most warriors still stumbled through. It wasn’t just brilliance. It was something else. Something old.

"Promise me you’ll be here at the end of the day.” “I promise,” I whisper. Roman walks by, clapping a heavy hand on my head. “You’re a perfect Luna,” he says with a crooked grin. "Your parents will be proud." That makes me smile, just a little. Then the woods erupt with wild howls. It happens fast, a thunderous crash, the stench of blood and rot, and suddenly, the rogues pour through like a living wave. We didn't even have the time to interpret them and keep them from entering the main pack grounds. And they don’t hesitate to destroy everything in sight.

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The children returned to their play, their cheerful energy momentarily lifting my spirits. I turned back to Ryan, who watched me with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. I took a deep breath, struggling to compose myself. “Why are you sitting alone, Ryan—uh, buddy?” I asked, choosing a more neutral term. “Because I can’t walk,” he murmured, glancing down at his bandaged leg. “What happened to your leg?” I inquired, but Bell interrupted with an explanation. “His father saved him from wolves. It was a wild wolf that did this,” she said, her voice tinged with sadness.