Isaac Anime Novels & Stories

It let go of Isabel’s hair and dropped to the ground on its knees. Isabel blinked a couple of times, to try to clear her blurry vision and understand what was going on. What she didn’t expect to see was another lycan standing above her brother. Although it looked dangerous, she could recognize those eyes any day and anywhere in the world. She chuckled at the insane situation, totally forgetting about her stab wound and her burning skin. “I told you, you can never beat me.” She said to the dying creature, whose eyes still held surprise in them.

Marcus sternly called out, signaling he isn't joking rigth now and that was enough to make Issac sigh as he take the phone in his hand, "Fine" Issac Harington, a level 3 profesisonal hacker and Marcus' best friend with a chocolate brown hair having a boyish look to his chiseled face. His disheleved appearnce contrasted with his best friend's appeareance but it did not make him any less handsome. With an intelligent and sharp mind, he has everything from looks to great body but he has only one flaw which annoys Marcus a hell lot. His attempts at making dad jokes are absolutely terrible. Marcus often found himself cringing at Isaac's attempts at humor, but he couldn't deny that Isaac's hacking

Takamatsu saw Yinito speak as she tried to wipe Isekai's tears, he had pick the little girl four years ago from a pile of corpse just after his wife died. "am I really being a bad father , Takamatsu can't help asking himself as he looked at Isekai's eye, he has always felt like he is looking at Asuka when ever he looks at Isekai's eye, Isekai eye was exactly the replica of his mother's own, his pupil was a bit brownish with something like a fire wheel on them.

Isaac stammered. "There is no need to lie uncle." River told him softly. "Yes I did it." Isaac finally confesses. "Why?" She asked. "Because, I wanted the throne for myself." Isaac opens up. "You could have just asked instead of going through my back to attack us Uncle. But for what you did, you won't smell or dream to sit on that throne." River told him. "And not only that, about what we discussed last night about the wolf god. I want to tell you that my mate, here." She said pointing at Royal. "Is the wolf god."

I tossed it in and watched the black parchment catch flame and curl inward, turning to ash without a sound. When I turned around, Isaac was in the doorway. “How bad?” he asked, eyeing the raven. I didn’t answer right away. I crouched beside the bird, whispering a quiet thanks in an old tongue it wouldn’t understand but might feel. Then I stood. “He knows,” I said. “And he’s laughing.” Isaac crossed his arms. “So, he wants a war?” “No,” I said coldly. “He wants a show.” He nodded once. “Then let’s give him one.”

It turns out that Balbazor had been completely eradicated from their earlier attack and now what was left of him was only Isaac. “W- why… can’t you accept me…” the groan of Isaac didn’t sounded like words but they could still make do with it and comprehend him. “You … said y- you are my ally, Master.” “I am but are you still the same of your own self, Isaac?” Gallahan questioned. He looked down at the talking corpse not as a horribly disfigured being, instead he sees it as the poor child that he had saved too late. Rose could only watch the scene, feeling it heartbreaking even though she felt enraged by what Isaac had done.

That boy immediately walked to my bedside and stood beside me, staring into my eyes. Somehow, I saw sincerity and warmth in his eyes. As I watched him, I smiled at him. He smiled back, “I’m Isaac, the future alpha.” I felt an instant connection as I answered, “I’m Zariah. It’s nice to meet you.” He introduced his parents to me and I nodded in respect at them. They seemed like nice people. Looking at me, Luna Kyra asked me how I was feeling. Isaac startled everyone when he scowled at his mother, “She is in a lot of pain, mother, can’t you see? You guys should go home. I want to sit here with her! I can protect her!”

He had short brown hair that mended really well with his face, with dark orbs for eyes and a calming smile. "Oh sorry, I am such a bloody idiot, so my master always tells me. My name is Isaac, at your service. I have been assigned by the Alpha to be your servant." Isaac finished with a small bow and a warm smile. I eased up on him a little bit, he seemed to be harmless. "I almost forgot, I heard breakfast ended badly, so I brought..." He walked over to the cover tray. "Fruits!" He said as he opened the tray, revealing variety of fruits that just looked delicious, making my stomach grumble in excitement.

I sighed into my hands as more documents rustled with the wind. Isaak was born and raised in Nubira, a powerful country in Aquellia. Isaak had trained as a swordsman since he had been a child. After he had finished his national knight exams, he had graduated as the strongest swordsman in Nubira. Isaak had then wandered the continent in search of a 'challenge'. In his search, he had met the Prince of Envia, Kassian, by chance.

So sure enough, I keep walking, until I’m able to peer around a corner to see what’s going on down here. I’ve ended up in some kind of basement, the space small, but it’s obvious it’s someone’s personal space, with their belongings strung about, including some articles of clothing. In the centre of the room, is Isaiah, utterly shirtless, punching a sort of makeshift contraption lined with padding, that looks an awful lot like a replica of a human body. For a moment, I’m convinced he’s dreaming. He looks beautiful, sweat glistening across his half-naked, muscles shifting magnificently with every strike he makes against the strange padded figure. His punches are aggressive also, filled with un