Dr Fetus Isaac Novels & Stories

"And Isaac." Nodding slowly, I lifted my gaze from my mother to meet Ivan’s as my mother’s admittance settled around us. "So you and Isaac had everything planned out from the beginning?" Ivan asked, his jaw twitching as he tried to control his anger. "Including Arissa’s very birth?" "What?" I gasped, my eyes growing wide. "What do you..." "That’s right." My mother responded, causing the rest of my question to get stuck in my throat. "From the start, Isaac and I had planned to create the ultimate alpha heir. But in order to achieve our goal, we both needed a child with alpha blood. "

"And Isaac." Nodding slowly, I lifted my gaze from my mother to meet Ivan’s as my mother’s admittance settled around us. "So you and Isaac had everything planned out from the beginning?" Ivan asked, his jaw twitching as he tried to control his anger. "Including Arissa’s very birth?" "What?" I gasped, my eyes growing wide. "What do you..." "That’s right." My mother responded, causing the rest of my question to get stuck in my throat. "From the start, Isaac and I had planned to create the ultimate alpha heir. But in order to achieve our goal, we both needed a child with alpha blood. "

Dareen looked at his sons with those unbelievable eyes and Isaias facepalmed internally. "Hook up, you say. Dad... You are so unbelievable. If we want to hook up, we won't hide it from you. We didn't find any hot chicks to lay, yet." again a hard smack on Isaias's head and this time it was from Icarus. "zip it up," "Such a boring ass, Your son is, Dareen." Sticking out his tongue, Isaias ran out of the mansion, before being caught by his dad and the twin. "Leave it, Dad. His mind cracked." Icarus hugged his dad who chuckled whole-heartedly.

" Isara, you are pregnant and the baby's father is Bryce, Bryce Hurts. " "Their family is responsible for the hell that you have been living in.. For the hell that we have been living in, the hell that I have been living in." " Are you willing to keep those monsters' baby?"

"What are you trying not to tell me, Cora. If you have something to say it's best to get it out now than to keep it bottled up to yourself. Or at least that's what my mother used to tell us, when we were growing up as children." Isaac taps his fingers to the music playing in the background. It's soft enough that he can still hear what I'm about to say. "Well, alright. The thing I need to tell Blake and you, as a matter of fact, is that I'm pregnant with a baby. You're going to be an uncle and Blake's the father." Isaac runs over a squirrel and slams the breaks as he goes through a red light. He pulls over into the neighborhood near the red light.

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!

Yeah, famous last words and all that… Isaac Ky had to get her mom in for a last-minute appointment to get her into rehab, so Isaac offered to take Damon and L'oreal to their dentist visit this afternoon—which he really didn't want to do. He had no idea how to deal with kids, and this is not something that he wanted to learn. He was a pro—a professional killer and professional gofer for the mafia—and he knew what he did well: assassinations and gofering. He had no desire at all to expand his resume to daddy goddamn day care. Today was a fluke, that's all.

Elder Isaiah called out to his men “What are you waiting for? You heard the girl. Send out the men now. Search every IVF hospital in Seattle… comb them all. Find her before she slips through our fingers. Find the doctor, find the nurses, find everyone involved in that IVF” Isaiah’s eyes burned with fury. “She cannot escape... Bring me the file of every IVF doctor in Seattle..." he paced and slammed both hands on the table. "The vessel can never have that baby. ”

Isaac's voice trailed down as he stared back to Faye. She stared at her Uncle Isaac with such wide, adorable round eyes paired with a beautiful sweet smile. She stared at him with such honest expectation that Isaac, himself, as a dutiful doting father to his own kids cannot resist. She tilted her head on the side, her sweet smile intact. "My d-daddy do-doesn't h-have to k-know."

“What matters is that you do the right thing for her and the baby. She’s scared, Isaac. She needs you to make this decision.” Isaac stares at her for a long moment, his chest rising and falling rapidly. His jaw works, and I can see the indecision, the sheer terror on his face. But then, slowly, he nods. He turns back to the doctor and takes the clipboard, his hand shaking slightly as he signs his name at the bottom of the form. “There,” he says, handing the clipboard back. “Do whatever you need to do.” The doctor gives a quick nod. “We’ll take good care of her.”