Blank Rune Isaac Novels & Stories

Raven pushes, wagging a lazily pointed finger towards her brother's unusual ruffled appearance. “Oh, Moon Goddess, no. And thank the heavens for that too. I practically skipped out of the office when I got the call to go. Anyway, do you guys remember those underground fights we put a stop to a while ago?” Isaac asks, looking up while he piles a hefty spoonful of steaming pasta onto his plate—glancing between the siblings as they attentively nod back, giving their Beta their undivided attention.

"You brought the chocolate?" "Yes and its very good." Isaac spoke as he shoved the sack at him. The man noticed his disguise, "Pwahahaha..you are dressed like this..hahahaha..". Isaac was a little ashamed but he got up to leave to avoid further contact with the man. "Wait a minute bro; I'm from the SER group just like you. Boss will never leave such an important task to a newbie like you." "I'm Drake." The man stretched out his hand as he introduced himself. "Also I'm younger than you but in terms of experience I'm older so call me big bro."

"I am not here to be your Alpha. I am here to build a sanctuary where no one is ever sold again. I am here to fight for the Vale. If you are tired of hiding, then stand with me." The tall man looked at his people and then back at Lyra. He didn't kneel, but he lowered his head in a sign of deep respect. "My name is Isaac. We have been waiting for the moon to turn silver again, my Queen. We have no weapons, and we are hungry. But we know these mountains better than any mercenary." "We will find weapons," Rowan said, stepping up beside Lyra. "And I will teach you how to use them against the Council’s tactics."

Taking a deep breath, Isaac continued his report. “I killed the rogue just like what you want, Elder. But on my way to escape, Alpha Brett caught me.” “Did he see your face?” “No. It seems he did not recognize me at all,” Isaac said while kneeling down on the ground. “The Alpha of the Holmes is a quick-witter guy too,” Lanceil said with a laugh. “But, I don’t this he has enough time to investigate about you. I told to the Elder of Holmes about Brett’s girlfriend. Surely, Brett will be busy handling his father.”

Aimee stood at the side, with a surprised but also calm expression on her face. “Alpha, I-” “Isaac, you are hereby banished from Moonstone and from this day henceforth, you will no longer be a beta but an Omega” my voice thundered.

"I don't need...." "Yes, you do. It's okay. This account is just there as a security blanket. You'll never have to use it because it's my responsibility to take care of you. The only time you'll need it is if I'm no longer here, and since that's never gonna happen, it'll just sit there gathering dust. I suggest you invest the five million in seed money I plan to start it with; you'd get more return...." "Five mil...are you insane? You can't give me that kind of money."

And who are these two ladies? Isaac froze, his hand still held between both of Mr. Brogan's. Lavinia stepped forward. "It is a pleasure to meet you, sir. My name is Lavinia. I am Isaac's aid. And this is Rosie. She serves Arabella." "Wonderful." Mr. Brogan took Lavinia's hand and kissed it. His touch was rough but not unkind. Turning to Rosie, he suddenly noticed her gory side. "My dear, what happened?"

Watson cried, "Please, Mrs. Jefferson—say something pleasant. Mr. Jefferson isn't a bad man…" Having decided not to yield, Irene smiled in disdain as if she had just heard a joke, and turned toward Isaac. "He isn't… a bad man? He's just… ashamed… that man didn't get me!" "What man?" Isaac asked, finally noticing something strange and easing his grip on her throat. Irene quickly gasped mouthfuls of air. "Didn't you lure me to Blue Bridge… so that that guy could defile me?!" Isaac narrowed his eyes. He suddenly felt something sharp stabbing his lungs, and breathing suddenly hurt. "I did what?"

“So what? It’s not like we can do anything about it. He’s a Coloured Hunter after all. So just shut up and do what he says.” “We can’t just let him bully us. We have to at least say something!” “Then why don’t you?” Isaac glanced at his friend. Lawen was shocked to hear that reply. “W-well I uhh…” “See? You complain a lot but you can’t do anything either.” Isaac returned his focus to controlling the raptor. Lawen sat quietly on the back. “Hey, is that the castle?” Ryuka asked while pointing his claw only slightly to the left of them.

It was impossible to miss when they’re frowning like they hated to see each other’s faces. Bryan doesn’t seem to care that much, though. If anything, he looked amused. Me? I’m a little nervous. I’m just realizing now how awkward it actually is now that there are two opposite rivals in front of me. "Master Bryan," Isaac greeted. His voice sounded polite but clipped. It must be for formalities. After all, he is still a Falaguerra. "Sir Isaac," Bryan replied, smirking.