Isaac Blood Clot Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You're not…um…not supposed to bring weapons in." Do you think I fucking care? And you'd better make the whole goddamn thing believable, or you'll regret the fucking day you were born, got it?" He took in huge quantities of air and shook his head emphatically. With that settled, Isaac straightened his jacket, and they returned to the room. "What was all that about?" Damon demanded, frowning. "Were you discussing me? Isaac coughed. "I was telling Dr. Richard you're a crocodile and you have lots of teeth that you have to keep sharp."

There was a lump in my throat, and my heart kept pounding as I ran towards the lounge where I knew they would come in from. “Geneva, slow down,” I heard Elena behind me, but I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to. My mate was hurt. He was here, and I needed to get to him fast. I got to the lounge at the same time the door opened, and Isaac entered the room. My eyes fell on the bloodied man leaning on him for support. His eyes were closed as if he was unconscious, and everything turned red. There was a growl, and I saw Isaac’s expression grow wary as I stalked towards them both. I removed his hands from around my mate and pushed him with so much force and wasn’t in the mood to care that he went

Isaac was laying down on the bed, and Matthew wasn't able to take the fact to his heart that they are getting close to each other, and he was getting farther and farther from her... Myra insisted on applying the medicine to his wounds, whereas Isaac refused her, he wasn't able to win over her though, As she touched his shirt, It was drenched with blood, and there was a huge cut from his chest to his gutt, her eyes widened and tears started falling from them,

Samael orders his guards, and the remaining man goes without a fight. Samael sits back on his throne, his hands dripping blood, and I trail my fingers up the back of his neck. A moment later, the doors bang open revealing a bloody Kieran. “I found Isaac,” he says, before collapsing in front of us, his body hitting the floor and twitching before going completely still.

Isaac Isaac woke up with a pounding headache and his face still stinging from Bianca’s slap. He’d fallen asleep in his clothes on top of his bed after returning from the kitchen disaster, too drunk and miserable to even bother undressing. Now, as sunlight streamed through the windows he’d forgotten to close last night, he groaned and rolled over, burying his face in his pillow.

ISAAC "Isaac, Katya needs you!" When the call comes in, my mind spins so fast I barely register Evie's voice beneath the rush of panic. Her words are clipped, breathless, yet sharp enough to jolt every molecule in my body into motion. Katya fainted in the street. She's already on her way to the hospital. Those facts whip through my skull like rabid bats, slamming me from every direction.

Chapter 113 — One Heart "Hold on," I whispered, terror gripping me. The war might be won, but at what price? If Isaak fell, the triad shattered, and the child... our future... hung by a thread. Isaak's blood pooled beneath him in the mud, mixing with the rain that still fell in sheets. His chest heaved with shallow breaths, the spear protruding from just below his collarbone. The iron tip had pierced deep, nicking lung or heart, I couldn't tell. The bond between us screamed, a raw agony that twisted my insides, the elemental power flickering like a candle in wind.

Although she couldn't leave, she had to go to another room, even if she could only go to the kitchen. "Issac..." As soon as she said one word, Isaac got up and staggered to his room. However, maybe it was because he had drunk and bled so much, he lost his balance and fell to the ground before he could walk two steps. He reached out to hold on to the tea table next to him, and finally managed to stabilize his body so that he didn't fall down awkwardly. But... he used his injured hand. In this way, more blood came out of his hand, and the table was soon dyed red with blood.

When the security guard saw me, he quickly said, "Please talk some sense into him. He's been in a car accident, and he has lost a lot of blood. "We keep trying to convince him to go to the hospital, but he refuses to leave. If this continues, he could very well die from blood loss." I nodded back at the security guard and entered the room. I immediately saw Isaac sitting there. His face was pale and covered in sweat. It looked like he was in a lot of pain. His eyes lit up when he saw me. Smiling, he said eagerly, "You finally agreed to see me, Vicky! Can you come home with me, please?"

The problem is, that only applies to children born with one blood in their veins. Isaak's father was Mustafin and his mother was Talos. He isn't a pureblood. A soft sigh passes my lips as I push away from the table. I shoot Tavin a glance, mumbling, “I figured as much.” His features soften momentarily, but just as quickly, the hard look he typically wears returns.