Crying Isaac Novels & Stories

she mumbled, rocking slightly, her whole body trembling with the effort of keeping herself together. Ivan moved. He crouched down, arms slipping around Isaac’s waist, pulling him up into a half-seated position. Isaac’s head lolled weakly against him, his breath wheezing, his fingers twitching as if trying to grip onto something. "Die..." Isaac's voice cracked, barely above a whisper, his lips stained red. "No, no," Iris sobbed, shaking her head frantically. Her hands cupped his face, thumbs stroking over his blood-slicked skin, her tears mingling with the crimson staining her fingers.

Damien reached over and opened the message. His body tensed. Raven glanced at the screen before he could hide it. The message read: **Unknown Number:** “I have the full uncut video of you destroying your new stepsister last night. Send $500,000 in 48 hours or the whole world sees Raven Rose screaming ‘Fuck me Daddy’ while her stepbrother breeds her.”

Isaac grimaces as though the thought is absurd but there's a flicker of guilt there, so even if he didn't, he must have thought about it. "Oh, it's surprising that's all." Luke shrugs nonchalantly, sending me a wink before disappearing out of the door again. "Anyway…" Isaac shakes his head as though clearing the interruption from his brain. "As I was saying, Carly is a mess, she didn't stop crying. She says she knows you care for Elsie in your way, but uh…" He pauses, shifting to look at me, then Shane and then the doorway where we can hear Luke making coffees.

Tears rolled down his cheeks. "Is everything okay, Isaac?" Tears dropped onto his plain white t-shirt as he shook his head. "I'm sorry I ran away," he sniffed stepping towards me, "I didn't mean to be bad. I got scared when I heard you with Mrs Carlton. I saw Daddy hit you once. I heard you scream. I didn't want... I'm sorry." "Isaac, I would never, ever hurt you," I sobbed pulling into the tightest hug ever. "Do you hear me?"

Isabella's POV. "I, Darius Amaruk, reject you, Isabella Grey, as my mate!" I heard him, the man who was supposed to be my mate, spoke the words with contempt drilling in his voice. A single tear slid down my eyes as I held him to apologize for whatever misdeed I might have done towards him for him to reject me so blatantly.

Cried Loathefiya as Kayle only nodded smiling. Cold tears of deep dark sorrowness floated on the little Loathefiya's cheeks as she was silent for a while. For a child of her age, truth really was a killer beast. She stood on her knees crawling on Aerial, laid on her lap and burst in tears, shivering in agony. When the woman was about to hap her back to calm her tears, the girl spoke up, "Then promise me...." she sobbed "promise me you won't leave me."

As it turned out, it had been Mom's funeral that day, and he hadn't shown up because he had a fight with me. He was simply inhuman. Recalling his actions in the past few days, Isaac finally broke down and slumped to his knees. A look of agony hung on his face as tears streamed down. It was then that he realized I had dumped him. He was in denial, thinking it was unacceptable. He couldn't lose me. He had to find me.

Chapter Two Isaac The sun was rising slowly. The sky still looked sleepy. My bag lay on the ground, ready to go. Then Aunt Eleanor spoke behind me. “You’re a fool, Isaac. A blind fool.” She was angry. But mostly she was scared. I could hear it. “I know,” I said. I didn’t turn around. I just kept looking at the road. Then I heard Lydia crying. I turned. She was on the porch, shaking, eyes red.

Sure enough, Isaiah is at his desk, fingers weaved through his hair as he stares down at the papers scattered across the surface. He glances up at the sound of the door opening. He looks so tired, shadows gathered under his eyes, like he hasn't slept in days. His shoulder deflate at the sight of me, like he can finally relax. "My father is gone," he mutters. Closing the door behind me, I sit walk up to his desk, unable to bring myself to look at the documents with him right in front of me. "I didn't even get to say goodbye." Good. I'm grateful Kit is out of this manor, where I don't have to risk running into him. I don't let Isaiah see my relief, however, hoping he believes that I'm solemn a

I bite down on my lip at the thought. “Isaac battled at my side for hours. Maybe days, I don’t know. We couldn’t hold them back. We were dying, all of us. We’d get ahead and then more would come and mow down the young warriors, picking off the weakest. Isaac called for a retreat, but they were too fast. He–he made Maddox go. He pulled a sword on Maddox to get him to leave, to go back to Moorn.” Isla grips the bloodied sheets, fresh tears streaming down her face.