Broken Watch Isaac Novels & Stories

"Jesus Christ!" Jade screamed on the top of her voice as she saw me immediately she came into her living room and turned on the lights. I had waited so long to have a one on one girl talk with her. I had wanted her to redeem herself. Give her a chance to explain why she did what she did. I wanted so desperately to hear her beg and say it was all Roderigo's doing, maybe he had something against her he was blackmailing her with. I didn't have the lock to her house anymore because she had changed them, but I had the man I asked to stalk her get the new locks anyway.

No, he couldn’t recall; even his first girlfriend, a pretty servant girl by the name of Ivana, hadn’t made him feel like this. “Hormones,” he repeated to his wolf. “Once that baby’s out of her, you’ll come to your senses. We both will.” His wolf chuffed as if laughing at him, and Isaac growled, splashing through the water until— “Holy shit,” Isaac gasped, bending down to pick up a small metallic object that his toe had nudged. He pulled it out of the water, wiping off a fine layer of goopy algae, and quite literally leapt and whooped with joy when a delicate little moonstone winked back at him in the sunlight.

Isabel stood in the hallway, her wrist still tingling where he had fastened the bracelet. The hallway lights were soft, golden, reflecting off the cool silver of the tracker. She stared at it for a long moment before looking toward the corner where Isaac had disappeared, the sound of his footsteps had already faded. She let out a shaky breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, her heart was still racing. His words echoed in her head, over and over again, ‘you don’t leave my sight, every hour, breathe under my watch.’

The guy is so obsessed with his gadgets, he is totally gonna flip if something's broken. "Watch out dude, look where you are going." Javier said in an annoyed tone and Jacob gave him a death stare, he picked up his phone and the way he took a deep breath, I knew it was broken. Oh boy I sense trouble. I looked at Isabelle and she shared the same panicked look with me.

"We started with nothing in this city. Same hunger. Different methods. We used to joke that whoever made their first million had to buy the other dinner." "I don't care about your nostalgia, Marcus," I step closer to him, my chest heaving, refusing to let him see the tremor in my hands. "You have my father’s watch in your pocket. You bypassed Adrian's security. You are a ghost who just stepped into the light, so stop playing the mourning friend and tell me what you want." Marcus’s smirk vanishes and the temperature in the room drops ten degrees. "I want you to wake up, Isla. You think you're a partner to Adrian Vale? You're a hostage to a monster who helped destroy your family."

He called after me, “You’ll miss me the second you step out that door.” “I already do,” I said over my shoulder, grinning as I walked towards the bathroom. “That’s why I’m leaving.” Isaac was waiting by the car when I came down, tall and composed as always. The air was cooler, the kind of quiet that usually came before rain. “Morning, ma’am,” he said, opening the car door. “Morning, Isaac. Do you have any report for me?” He hesitated for a second, then said, “I found some similar vehicles to before parked around this apartment building. They are not posing a threat but they have been watching steadily for a while now.”

“But Blackwood will never give up that easily. He’s still out there.” “I know,” Isabella replied, her voice low. She looked over at Tamsin, who was staring intently at the screen, her fingers still hovering over the keyboard as though waiting for something to happen. “What’s wrong?” Isabella asked. Tamsin didn’t answer immediately. Instead, her fingers hesitated before pressing a few more keys. The screen flickered, and then another message appeared, flashing bright red: Unauthorized access detected. Lazarus has reactivated. Isabella’s stomach dropped. “What? How?”

Isaac replied coldly, “Do you really think that the Webb family is worthy enough to talk to the Wade family about peace and harmony? Who the hell do you think you are?!” After that, Isaac said sternly, “If the both of you want to make it out of this place alive today, you should just let me break one of your legs. Otherwise, even a deity or immortal would not be able to save both of you today!” Donald could not help but tremble in shock! Was Isaac for real? Did he want to break his leg?! What a joke! He was the eldest son of the Webb family, the second generation heir of the Webb family!