Ikemen Vampire Isaac Novels & Stories

“What?” “Yes.” She confirmed. “Isaak, a human, hurt Bryant, a greater Vampire, to such an extent that he needed to go into hibernation. I mean, Bryant had almost killed him too, but hadn’t because of, I don’t know, respect or whatever? I don’t understand men nor do I pretend to, or even have to, I'm already married. But still, a human hurt a vampire to such an extreme extent! It’s rare for Bryant to remember someone’s name after a fight, especially a human’s name BUT he remembers Isaak.”

I said innocently while trying to chew and I honestly have no idea how that worked. Cassie and Sophia burst out laughing their asses out. Cassie and Sophia are my best friend. Cassie was a white wolf, she was the eldest of the three of us, the fastest and my elder brothers mate, who happens to be the Alpha of Inara pack, which is my pack. Cassie is one of my mom's book class member's daughter, hence how we met and how she ended up being my brother's mate.

I mentally chanted these words while approaching him from the other end of the stairs. "Hey," he greeted as he put a peck on my forehead. I could see Miss Essey smiling at us. He took my hand and led us away from her. His hand felt warm. Weird for a vampire. It is as if he has a fever. "Hey, can I call you by your name?" I asked sweetly. He stopped and, looked at me so lovely.

Savina, who was standing next to him, winced. The odd-eyed vampire smiled timidly. “Over the years, vampires develop immunity,” Alika continued. - Did you see Lord Tantario’s earrings? So, they are made of aspen. Yes, yes, exactly from her. And everything else is not scary for the High Vampire - except maybe silver. And then if it is not a cross or a small trinket, but at least some kind of dagger or sword. “Or an arrowhead,” added Savina. Alika shook her head.

I feel the tension in the room begin to lift as everyone starts to agree. “We’re doing this then?” I ask the men. I meet my mate’s gaze and hold it for what feels like an entirety. Before he can nod, the doors to the office open, and Cressendra walks in holding Kenna. “Sorry to interrupt, but–” “You,” Isaac rasps. Oh, shit. I hadn’t realized Isaac hadn’t met the witch yet. He was three or four when she burst into our parents’ throne room and seemed to die on the marble tiles. I have no recollection of it happening, but Isaac remembers.

Then he said, “Maxine, my dear. Did you come here so we could play chess for the last time? I really wanted to defeat you even just once.” Mimicking the sad smile, Maxine uttered, “I would love to. But I really came here just to see you.” “Hmmm,” he hummed. “Where’s Isaac?” Maxine heard that werewolves who don’t carry Yaru stone with them can detect each other's presence. An Elder like Lanceil, who was once a strong Alpha, should notice that Isaac was standing outside the room. Yet, his power was fading as he walked near his death. Hanging her head low, Maxine said, “Mr. Isaac is standing outside the room.”

I whispered. “Speaking of Isaac where is he? He is never late, especially for something this important,” Damon mumbled, “Come on Damon, Isaac is a self-centered lunatic, who thinks about no one but himself,” Stefan sneered. “What is it?” I sipped from my mug, glaring at the brothers, “What is what?” “About Isaac, you two don't trust him do you?” I asked, “It's not that— but... He went to war with our father, and he was the only survivor, swears he doesn't remember anything, said he woke up in the middle of nowhere,” Stefan explained,

All he could see was that disappointed expression on that charmingly handsome face. "Witchphobic..." Isaac had accused but he truly knew nothing of what Satake had endured in the hands of a particular witch. He had managed to conceal it while they had worked their little spells but something sinister within him cursed Satake for letting him go. That little voice at the back of his head wanted to gut them and watched them struggle and wither away just like his parents had that unfortunate night. And the strange thing was Satake almost succumbed. His wolf might have refused to surface since his birth but Satake felt the beast within. It was a feral abomination. Perhaps that was why the moon go

The leader, a tall and imposing woman with long black hair and pale white skin, stepped forward to greet us. "Greetings, Lycan Prince Jasper and Lady Celia," she said, her voice smooth and commanding. "I am Isadora. Welcome to the Vampire Lord, Ivan Henzler’s castle." Jasper nodded his head in acknowledgment. "Thank you for having us, Lady Isadora. We are honored to be here." “Hope your journey was nothing short of pleasant” She eyed me, her gaze resting on my jacket before her eyes slowly traveled to Jasper. He was in his simple shirt and pants and I was wearing his oversized jacket that almost reached my knees. That made me look even shorter than I was.

I can taste both my blood and my cum on him and it makes me completely feral; I shove my tongue into his mouth and fist my hands in his hair, keeping him pinned against me. When I finally pull away, we’re both breathing rapidly and he leans back to get the black box. He passes me another little vial of lightsbane and fills the syringe with it again. He smiles at me and then plunges it into Viktor’s chest. His screams pierce the air until he also passes out and they’re cut off. Xavier throws up a few shards of glass and I chuckle as he coughs and splutters, tears pouring down his face. Samael stands, looking down at Isaac and narrowing his eyes. “Tell me,” he says, his cold aura once again sp