You Can't Keep Me In Here Megatron Novels & Stories

I look down at my shoes and say, "These are the people I have mentioned to you all before." Zach moves closer to me and says, "I know what they did to you was terrible, but it is time for you to move on. You are the strongest person I have ever met; don't let those people bring you down." I feel a tear rolling down my cheek. "How can I move on? The scars that they left will forever remain in my heart." He wipes away my tears and cups my cheeks with his large hands and says, "I will always protect you Tay, no matter what happens."

Is Yusuf also a traitor and left me alone in this damn place? The thing in my hand beeps, this damn thing. I immediately rose to my feet, walking stiffly with my gaze fixed on the front like everyone who had been modified. I headed to the LAB room, which a few days ago had been my place in captivity. I stood, waiting for the signal to enter. I don't know if waiting is still natural for me or not. However, these few days I've been trying to learn the attitudes and behavior of people who are like me, such as the orders from Yusuf, who just disappeared suddenly. The door opened, I went straight in, staring at this room. No, it turned out that this room was no longer the torture chamber. But thi

the sound came bellowing again. Patricia and Morris stood up with some urgency in them, then sprinted to where the sound came from. They approached the teenager’s room. Patricia tried opening the door, it didn’t budge at the first try, then she gave it a second try, and she goes careening into the teenager hospital.

"just stay with me, please?" "Yes, i will stay no matter how hard this situation. I will stay, mahal." "Thanks, wife." Mas lalo niyang hinigpitan ang yakap dito. Mag-s-stay siya kahit na mahirap at kahit ano pa ang mangyari. Kahit ilang tao pa ang magbanta sa buhay niya hindi siya papayag na magkalayo silang dalwa.

All I could do was stare at the wall and cry. Occasionally, for some reason or another, Henry or Alex knock at the door to check on me. They’d plead with me to exit the room to eat something or at the very least drink some water, but I’d always refuse. Not out of spite, mind you. My refusal wasn’t driven by hate or malice, nor was it driven by the desire to have Henry care one last time. I physically couldn’t move from that spot and didn’t have the energy to worry about it.

Her heels tapped softly against the floor as she walked through the hallway, dragging her box behind her. She didn’t expect him to look back. She just wanted to get to her room. But just as she reached for her door, a voice cut through the quiet. “I see you’ve successfully cloned Master.” Jasmine froze anger slowly beginning to crawl at her inside. She didn’t need to turn. She already knew who it was. Anita. The ex submissive who wouldn't stay on her path. With a tired eye roll, Jasmine made to open her door. She didn’t want to give her the time of day. Neither was she willing to listen to whatever the loser had to say. But Anita wasn't having it. She Anita grabbed Jasmine’s hand, yanking he

"It's almost as if I'm connecting with a kindred mind instead of a soulless machine." He discarded the notion as soon as it popped up. Mechs couldn't think, let alone influence his thoughts. The spec sheet clearly stated the mech hosted no AIs in its memory banks. The neural interface also passed the MTA's stringent tests, so his observations were not clouded by contamination. Caruthers threw away all superfluous thoughts and finished up the booting process. He then took his mech out of the container. Each step thundered the ground, enough that Marcella found herself forced back. The mech turned around and took up the mace and shield hanging on a rack. The heavy tower shield felt solid to hi

Then I remembered he tried to bribe me earlier and pay for sex. “Get your hands off of me,” I roar and pull away sharply. “You weren’t saying that last night.” He says well, trying to get me to look into his eyes. “We’ll some of us were a little past heavily intoxicated.” “What are you trying to say?” He asks, taking a step back from me. I know he thinks I’m insinuating that he raped me, but I need his space. “I don’t mean it that way; I need space, ok? I didn’t mean for that to happen.” I say and turn to walk away. “Don’t leave.” He says in an almost pained tone. “Why shouldn’t I?” I ask, looking him in the eyes. “ Because I want you to stay with me.” He says in a hushed tone. “I’m not a ke

I started to walk out of the empty classroom, when I felt someone grabbing me from my hair. "Listen here, you little mouse. Leo is mine, I want to be famous and I need him, so back off unless you want a hell semester." Meg threatened me. "Leave me alone!" I managed to push her away from me. She didn't take it well. She grabbed me and pushed me to the desk making me hit my forehead on one of the pointy side of the desk. "My dad is the principal of this university, mess with me again and I will have him expel you." Meg told me.

My voice rises in return, “Unless you want me to call security and have you thrown out, I suggest you leave. Now.” I watch his face drain of color. His mouth opens in shock, as if he didn’t believe I’d actually do it. He blinks, still processing my words, but I’m done. I rise to my feet and I point toward the door "Leave. Now.” For a moment, he doesn’t move. Then, slowly, like he’s been defeated, he turns and walks away. But before he leaves, he turns back. “Mia, you are mine. I’ll get you back. No one else will have you but me.” he says.