Broken Watch Isaac Novels & Stories

Looking up, Isaac asked, "How did you manage to uncover this so quickly?" James knew how useful the scandal was for them, but did not hog the accomplishment. "Harvey Gooding gave it to me—a broken clock is right twice a day, I guess." Isaac's gaze darkened as he kept staring at the papers. He was actually doubtful that Harvey would give him something like this. Still, James had no reason to lie, so Isaac shut the file and said, "Let's head to Minerva." "I'll make the arrangements," James said. …

Surfing the shelf of the cereals, ISAAC has an unreasonable fury erupt within ISAAC because ISAAC can't find any Lucky Charms. They're fucking out of stock? ISAAC'ma gonna bash this poor loser Luigi in the head with a gun and end his wretched life this very instant. There is very little in life that gets under ISAAC's skin. But a failed murder or a missing box of Lucky Charms are a couple of the very few things that can create a slight crack in ISAAC's hard exterior. And ISAAC's feathers have also recently been getting fluffed by one green-eyed girl. But ISAAC brushes that aside. Because ISAAC doesn't like to acknowledge the effect she has on ISAAC…

He opened his little bag, took out a small laptop from it, and began to hit the keyboard. Seeing this, Matthew asked, "What are you doing, Braint?" "I'm looking for Daddy," said Braint. Back then, he had made two watches and had given them to Eliza and Roseane. With these watches, they had managed to avoid several schemes. Later, Braint made a new one. After some improvement, he added a lot of new functions. Braint gave this new one to Beau. Beau had been wearing it since he accepted it. In addition to being able to communicate with each other, the new watch also had the function of automatically calling the police in case of danger. It came with GPS positioning system. As long as there was

But as the light faded, I felt a new weight in my stone chest. Not the deletion. Not the stone. A heartbeat. Slow. Heavy. And human. Ryan fell back, his bionic arm sparking. "Impossible. The code... it was locked by the lunar orbit." "The moon doesn't own the King," Leo growled, standing over Ryan with the broken tablet in his hand. But on the horizon, a new signal flared—a black icon, colder and more ancient than Ryan’s logic. The Watchers weren't auditing anymore. They were arriving.

Gabriel's expression darkened as he strode over to Mason and flipped him over. When he saw the number displayed on the smartwatch screen, he sneered and yanked it off Mason's wrist, holding it up to his face. "Who is this?" Gabriel asked. Mason glanced at the screen. Recognizing the number, he replied, "That's my master." "Master?" Gabriel's sneer deepened. He smashed the smartwatch onto the floor with a loud crash. The impact shattered the screen, abruptly silencing the ringtone. Mason glared at him. "What gives you the right to break my stuff?!"

"Victoria will bring your breakfast soon. I will be back to take you to Dr. Walsh at ten." I glance up at him, curious. "We're not having breakfast together?" He looks down, clenching his jaw. "Gideon just arrived," he says, his tone more serious. I know what that means without further explanation. Gideon is Skylar's Watchman. Something must be wrong. I raise my brows, letting out a breath, and he squeezes my hand. "He is okay," he says, tightening his lips. He knows more. "What is it, Dominic? Tell me."

Isabella sat in front of Ezekiel, the world’s most renowned hypnotist. Her thin face and sunken eyes, combined with her reverent demeanor, made her look like a devout believer. "I want to forget someone," she said. Her voice trembled, and even her frail shoulders shook. Ezekiel pulled out his old pocket watch. After tracing a graceful arc through the air, it fell steadily into Isabella’s line of sight. Her gaze quietly fixed on the watch, waiting patiently for him to begin.

I couldn’t catch a break. “Isn’t that the Alpha?” “Who’s the kid?” “Is that… his son?” I heard it all, but Isaac didn’t even so much as flinch. It was like he had tunnel vision and was locked onto the towering display of backpacks and school supplies like it was candy. “That one,” he pointed. “Wait—no, that one!” I stayed close, letting him lead. “Anything you look at for more than three seconds is yours,” He spun around, eyes wide. “Anything?”

He went over and over again until he could no more. Denise yawned as she stretched her arms with her eyes still shut. “My head hurts!” she complained. Her head pounded and a sharp pain slit through her forehead. Denise held her forehead and squeezed. She made to remove the blanket on her body but it seemed stuck. Anytime she pulled, it got stuck. Then, she opened her eyes. Turning to her right, Denise nearly let out a scream but held her mouth as soon as possible. Her eyes widened in shock. Lying beside her was a tall glass of a fine man she had not seen in many years. His eyes were shut but she couldn’t take hers off him. There was no doubt; he was extremely handsome with a strand of hair c

THE CEO ALPHA KING (-Satisfied-) Writer's P O V "A wristwatch? Where did you get the money to buy it, Serena?" Isaac asked, staring at the gift Serena bought him. "Huh, I thought you were going to like it. Don't you like it?" Serena frowned at him. "Not that, it's just that this watch is super expensive. It hasn't been long since a company in New York released it." Isaac said. "Well, I'm glad you are well informed. So you do you like it?" Serena asked.