Broken Watch Isaac Novels & Stories

“Or the next thing I leak will have your name on it.” Naomi collapsed into the armchair like the air had left her lungs. They left her like that. No words. No closure. Just betrayal, rotting in sunlight. --- That Night Isla sat alone in the safehouse lounge, her father’s old pocket watch in her palm. It hadn’t ticked in over a decade. Just like the life it once measured. Christopher entered quietly. She looked up—eyes swollen, but steady. “I see it now,” she said. “All the pieces. All the rot.”

‘Sure, but everything that’s about to happen is,’ Isaac thought darkly to himself. “Now,” Isabella sat up straighter and said, “you have some explaining to do.” Isaac’s eyebrows drew together in confusion, so she clarified for him, “The gadget you’re beta testing on Dominic? What is it?” “I told you that you would find out later.” “But I’m asking you now.” Isaac laughed gently at his stubborn mother. “Right now, it’s nothing. I’ll let you know if anything happens and then tell you all about it.” Isabella sighed loudly and threw her hands in the air. “Fine. Don’t tell me.” She stood from the bed and spoke as she walked to the door, “I’m tired and going to bed. Goodnight.”

The only thing that mattered was whether her story could hold up after the edit. Levi stepped forward, eyes cold. "A changing story?" he said, voice low and controlled. "The fact the super loyal gatekeeper didn't recognize that watch is a bit—" "Suspicious." "That watch has the emblem of the Blackfoot royal family as well as my mother's side profile," Levi continued, eyes never leaving Isabelle. "The palace training isn't so lax as to be unaware of it. If you really showed them this watch, they'd be obligated to report it."

(Author's POV). Isaac woke up from his stupor with a heart device attached to his chest. He looked at the ceiling and took a deep breath. His hand instinctively went to his chest, where the remnants of the sharp, fleeting pain still lingered. He then removed those devices from his chest, making Susan shocked. “Isaac, what the hell are you doing?” Susan asked. But Isaac didn't answer her question. He was too focused on something he remembered. His mind raced as clarity returned, and with it, the memory of his promise to Lily.

Isaac returned home after hearing the news that Calista was missing and Isabelle, who had not stopped crying searched for the two of them. Isaac's arrival briefly made Isabelle's crying subside before she returned to crying because she wanted to see Calista immediately. "Check all the CCTV footage and find her as soon as possible." Isaac's command immediately made all his members move to find Calista. Isaac began to calm Isabelle back down, he tried to wipe his daughter's tears with both hands. Then he gave Isabelle a smile that made the little girl stop crying.

I say, even though I know Nukea probably was, "It was the right thing to do, we can’t have a..." Isabella gasps suddenly, interrupting me and raising her wrist to her face. Oh, fuck. "My watch!" she blurts out and stands up again, looking down at the floor, searching for it, "I was wearing the watch you gave me. That fucking rat took it!” I close my eyes in stress for a second. The last thing I need is more trouble between them. I guess I have to cover yet another theft. "What?" I mumble, lifting a hand to scratch my hair, "I don't think so, Isa. Are you sure you were wearing it?"

“What about this? It looks like an ordinary watch.” Dominic returned the gun to the boot and set it aside. He took the watch from me, wrapped it around his fingers, and held it in front of me. The watch was beautiful—silver with pink diamonds. Unlike the boots, it wouldn’t clash with my outfits. “I still need to program this, so you won’t get it until after I finish. This isn’t an ordinary watch; this is a tracker. It will allow me to monitor your location, and if you press the center of the watch, it will send an alert to my phone. If, for some reason, we are separated, and you are in danger, you can press the button, and I will be able to find you. If the watch is ever broken, it will also

Charvie heard the threatening voice of Isabella loud and clear and she became dreadful again, looking back at the man who feigned as if he heard nothing, and just stared at her, she made to push him away from her, and maybe find another hiding place in the room, but the devil didn't bulge "I will give you a newer watch as a replacement to the one I took, let me go, if those piece of shit get into this room, you are dead if they find you with me." She studied his look, but he didn't look bothered about the situation "Memory Awakened!! You didn't take the watch, you stole my watch, which worth millions of dollars." He pressed his weight on her, and Charvie could swear, she felt something pokin

"Sure, honey. But if the world ended tomorrow, who are you picking? A pretty boy who spends an hour on his hair, or a mountain of a wolf who can carry you out of a fire while snapping necks with his bare hands?" "You spend way too much time on those survivalist forums." "I've been single for three cycles, Isaac. My imagination is all I have left. While you were busy being Derek's 'secret' mate, I was alone with my thoughts and a very expensive vibrator." "Point taken." Isaac placed his glitter-bleeding sign on the conveyor belt. The security guard, a bald man who looked like he’d wrestled bears for a living, ran a wand over Isaac’s frame, the metal detector chirping against the silver glitte

Instead, he was staring at a sterile, white ceiling illuminated by recessed fluorescent strips. Ethan bolted upright, his hand instinctively flying to his wrist. His heart skipped a beat—his grandfather’s chronograph watch was still there, but the glass face was severely cracked, and the delicate brass hands were frozen at exactly 13:13. The internal hum was gone. The core was completely dead. "I wouldn't move too quickly if I were you," a calm, digitized voice echoed through the room.