Isaac Anime Novels & Stories

A con artist and a MISA agent, Isaac. Suddenly everything clicked into place. Isaac could be this ‘God’ Anson was speaking of, and if that was indeed the case—he was more terrifying than I thought he could be. If so, it meant he had planned everything out to this very moment. Only to gather more evidence against the Fanuccis. "And who told you to rape Mena?" Anson's eyes darted around as he tried to come up with an answer. Alessio was not afraid to call it as it was. An attempted rape.

could feel him even though all I could hear when I stretched out was a never-ending quiet. I was aware that he was searching everywhere for me.As soon as I hear the door knob twist, I jerk out of bed. There was an attempt to enter. The doors silently open, letting in a stranger with a covered tray in hand. “Whoa—” exclaimed the stranger, as he gaped around the room. With a strong British accent, the stranger said, “This place looks really nice.” As he continued to look around, he set the tray on a drawer. Narrowing my sharp eyes at him, I asked, “And who the bloody hell are you?” He appeared to be a little younger than I was.He had dark eyes, a soothing grin, and short brown hair that blend

Isaacs POV// I wake up in the middle of the night because of a loud scream. Felix and I exchange looks before we get out of the tent ready to fight and as we walk out of the tent, followed by Isabella I see everyone else is also out in the open space. " What is going on?" I ask Misha. " No clue" he says just as a Berserker apearce with a screaming and crying girl. This Berserker looks different, he has more natural future, like he had a human body at some point and it knocks me out when he speaks.

‘Astrid…what’s wrong? ‘Mate is protecting us,’ she whispers, but she sounds scared. With a rabbeting heartbeat as I call out for Isaac, but he doesn’t answer. The screams echo again, piercing the silence of the night. I manage to stand up, but before I am halfway across the room the door opens. Isaac appears in front of me. He is heaving, and bloody and has taken his half-bestial form. His golden and silver eyes tell me that both his wolves are equally in control. He is in his Enigma form.

Connor asked, “What are you guys talking about?” Noah said, “It’s nothing, just Isaac being Isaac, working on recruiting me to become a yaoi fetishist like him.” “Fudanshi,” Isaac said. “It’s called fudanshi, when a guy likes gay comics.” “Really? Isaac, you like gay comics? That’s news to me,” Connor said. Isaac folded his arms across his chest as he said, “Everything about me is news to you, Connor, so no need to be surprised.”

Surfing the shelf of the cereals, ISAAC has an unreasonable fury erupt within ISAAC because ISAAC can't find any Lucky Charms. They're fucking out of stock? ISAAC'ma gonna bash this poor loser Luigi in the head with a gun and end his wretched life this very instant. There is very little in life that gets under ISAAC's skin. But a failed murder or a missing box of Lucky Charms are a couple of the very few things that can create a slight crack in ISAAC's hard exterior. And ISAAC's feathers have also recently been getting fluffed by one green-eyed girl. But ISAAC brushes that aside. Because ISAAC doesn't like to acknowledge the effect she has on ISAAC…

While Isaiah was calm and gentle, Isaac was like a volcano about to erupt, and that's exactly why I knew there was something else going on. “I'm not stupid,” I said, and he raised his eyebrows. “Why don't you go visit the fairies? I know you love to tease them and flirt with them.” He frowned. “It's not fun anymore,” Isaac said fearlessly, but his neck and cheeks flushed. “What did you do to the fairies to make you afraid to go?” I asked firmly. “I didn't do anything,” Isaac said, offended. “I just don't want to go anymore.” I was about to say something when Ilya started howling.

"He gave you his actual colors? Isaac, that’s a fated-claim move in some packs. How intense is this guy?" "Like I told you, he's just dedicated to the prank," Isaac muttered, though his heart did a strange, lupine thud against his ribs. He felt the silver-haired woman's glare and raised his chin. "I'm still a Bobcat. Allegiance doesn't change because of a shirt." "Move it along, turncoat," Camila teased, snatching the tickets. She steered him toward the metal detectors. "Isaac, look at these rows. We’re so close to the glass we’ll be able to smell the pheromones when they shift."

Isaac answered and then looked at the red wire that led in a very different direction from the blue line. "Has it been a long time?" I asked. "No, only 15 years," Isaac answered promptly. I nodded, it meant I could still turn her back into a human. "I want to talk to her today," I ordered, and Isaac nodded. "Did you betray me?" I changed the question to what I needed to know. "No!" Isaac replied, but the magic circle activated and Isaac fell to his knees. "There's no point in lying," Ishtar said. "Are you looking for the Golden Oak?" I asked seriously.

"Do rich people tend to memorize every wine they drink?" "No. I memorized it because I'm interested in wine." 'Really?! I love anime but until now, I can't memorize the protagonist names of anime series that I have already watched. Well, antagonist names are easier to remember.' Astonished at him, I gave two thumbs up. "You're cool, Isaac," I sincerely commended. Behind my commendation are his reeled reaction, blinking then clearing his throat. I don't know if there is something wrong with my eyes, but his face looks so red. 'Did I embarrass him?'