Isaac Anime Novels & Stories

By then, she remembered a scene from Azul's memory. He was facing some kind of war and he was the only one left alive. Through the mask that he is wearing, black flame fumes. It engulfs him and he shouted in agony as if it was his last cry. Then after a second, he fell in silence. Just when he was being attacked by some people who looks like the Light Oracles, Azul stood up and raised his hands. In a deep, scary voice, he ordered, "Rebirth." When Saiya's mind returned to the present, she was shocked by what's happening all around her; shadows from the dead villagers starts emerging.

“Zac won’t do anything. We’re just trying to fit in and play along while we’re here. He isn’t like the bears you know.” Brandi stepped forward, pulling Anaka away from me and sitting on the bed. “Please excuse my asking, but would you mind telling me why you’re here? As you alluded, this is a safe space, after all.” Her question was not directed at me. She stared Isaac down, and I had to applaud how ready she seemed for a fight. A girl after my own heart. Isaac leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His eyes flashed, revealing his inner lycan. “Your brother sent us. Your brother who has found his very human mate, and never went to go learn magic from the coven who cursed my mate.”

After a few minutes, Isaac appeared on the deck, making all the conversations stop. “Well, where is she?” Anna asked Isaac when she noticed he did not bring the siren. “Captain, we have a problem,” Isaac answered and pulled on a rope he had on his hand. The girl they captured the day before appeared but she did not have a fishtail. Instead, she had two legs and was giving small, clumsy steps!

"But right now, my sword and soul are solid." Isaac tried to pull away but was floored by a kick to his lower back. Pain danced up his spine and into his jaw as his chin connected with the ground. A thin trail of blood leaked from a split in his lip, soon to be caught by Babi who studied the rubies on his finger before taking them on his tongue with a smirk. "More might follow..." His hand tightened on the sword and he edged forward. "Sooner, later, who knows?" Am-Heh's eyes turned to the grey abomination, its mouth drooling viscous salvia as it stretched to reach whatever corpse lay near, feasting on rotting flesh and bone, its belly swelling all the more as it did so.

Syanna knew instantly that he wasn’t a threat, but he did scare the living shit out of her. “Sorry,” he mumbled with a chuckle. “You get so used to sneaking up on people around here, because everyone has heightened senses.” Syanna forced a smile as she gathered the books that had fallen from her. “Well, I’m just a little human. No heightened hearing, smelling, seeing or speed.” “Gotcha.” He beamed at her. “I’m Isaac, by the way.” “Syanna.” “Oh, I know,” Isaac said. “Your name is all around campus, especially with the vampires. People find you as a threat. I, for one, want to be on your good side so when the real you is unleashed, I’ll be safe.”

Isaias removed his mask, a wide smile stretching from ear to ear. “You identified me correctly, Princess…” Amethysta rolled her eyes. “That’s not the answer to my question… Why the hell are you here? Are you trying to attract attention?” “Worried about me, Princess? Gosh… how cute. All these days, I’ve desperately wanted you to recognize me as Isaias, not as Icarus… and now it’s happening. Damn… I’m feeling overwhelmed.” Isaias started rambling, reaching out to hold Amethysta, but she pulled away from him.

I'm mentally angry at him for scaring me again. "Hi, Tasha," Isaac says with a broad smile. He walks up to me, kisses me on the cheek, and makes me blush instantly. Isaac is twelve and the most popular student at Webbs. Once, Principal Butler called in the parents of Corina Summers and her friend Yolanda because they almost fought over him during recess. It's no surprise; Isaac looks like a popular singer. He has blue eyes and blond hair that is always styled fashionably. Even though he and Jaden are the same age, Isaac is much broader-shouldered and looks older. “Who's this with you, Tasha?” Isaac's voice takes on an insinuating tone as he turns his attention to my companion. "What kind of

Isaac seems to be the one speaking now while the regular rhythmic beeping lingering in the background becomes a tiny pace quicker, unnoticeable to the strangers surrounding me as they continue on, “-whatever it was long gone. There’s no telling what it was that done it, brother.” “That’s not good enough,” an infuriated voice roars; his tone filled with anger, slightly broken as if he had been crying recently before, “-I want whatever it was found. You bring that thing to me, do you understand?” his raw-edged voice fills with an untamed rage while he deems the order—hypnotic and guiding despite his brutal tone. “We’ll get it, don’t worry,” Isaac firmly assures him, his manner polite yet stron

Juste remembered one his mother’s greatest work. Being a herbalist herself, he never would imagine the vastness of Saraise Isaacs' scientific accomplishments if he didn’t look for the ingredients of the Remedium. Her mother’s discovery and breeding experiments landed her a place in scientific books. He started to feel enthusiastic and excited about getting the next ingredient. Saraisium ordinem, also known as ice rose, is a succulent plant that had been specifically bred for the very purpose of making the Remedium.

Just the itch in the blood and the weight of a mission that hasn’t yet named itself. “You were summoned,” Isaac told me, the first night I could stand upright without blacking out after getting beaten up... “life of a stray” had been his comforting words. “Either something’s missing, or someone is. Or the goddess is just in a mood again to mess with humans. Or both.” I didn’t laugh. I couldn’t. My vocal cords were still reluctant, shifting too fast does that. My body was still adjusting to its human form, the fur memory fading like smoke in sunlight.