Isaac Books Novels & Stories

But Isaac had seen too much. He’d smelled the change, seen me unraveling. I moved to the nearest bookcase and pulled down a thick volume; a treatise on bloodlines and lineage, something Isaac and I had both studied. I flipped through pages, but my mind wandered to her, knowing she was alseep and vulnerable in her cottage.

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 shuddered to think what the implications of that were; whatever the god had done to whoever he resembled. Yet inside memories throbbed in turmoil, trying to make sense of the puzzle. Isaac could not deny the God had a draw, compelling him to move closer, to be nearer to a beast that could tear him limb from limb. It was only a spot of common sense that stopped him. He watched cautiously in fearful awe as Am Heh moved about, reading over one of the ancient tomes. His gaze lingered a bit longer than it should as he leaned to study the book before swiftly averting his eyes. This really was not the time to be comparing to the imagery he was so used to. However, it was a far better view than t

Chapter Two Isaac The sun was rising slowly. The sky still looked sleepy. My bag lay on the ground, ready to go. Then Aunt Eleanor spoke behind me. “You’re a fool, Isaac. A blind fool.” She was angry. But mostly she was scared. I could hear it. “I know,” I said. I didn’t turn around. I just kept looking at the road. Then I heard Lydia crying. I turned. She was on the porch, shaking, eyes red.

she said, peeking at him through her lashes. Issac tilted his head, looking away. "There's nothing much to tell you. I don't have any siblings. My father is a businessman, and I'll be taking over his business in the future. My mother is the sweetest, and I live in a place near the academy with my two cousins. They are twins. The younger one is Maddox, and he annoys the f*ck out of me, while the elder one is Theodore. An absolute nerd. But I love them like my own brothers," he said. "That's so lovely. I don't want to sound imposing or conservative, but it's just friendly advice. Cursing is not good," she said, and he chuckled.

Then, she darted her sight through the cotton, two-piece attire he had changed into. After a good and hot bath, Isaac was looking more like the cute young wolf he was. And, thanks to the small gap in front of his teeth, each time he smiled, he looked really adorable and jolly. His eyes trained on the flames ahead, Isaac crossed his arms and continued, “I left our home in the Verano Pack months ago to join Clarissa here at The Crown-Blood Manor, but certain bandits attacked our ferry and took all the he-wolves captive. While it was uncertain where they took us, I know they almost sold us to a certain witch who wanted young men to satisfy her sexual needs.”

I couldn’t catch a break. “Isn’t that the Alpha?” “Who’s the kid?” “Is that… his son?” I heard it all, but Isaac didn’t even so much as flinch. It was like he had tunnel vision and was locked onto the towering display of backpacks and school supplies like it was candy. “That one,” he pointed. “Wait—no, that one!” I stayed close, letting him lead. “Anything you look at for more than three seconds is yours,” He spun around, eyes wide. “Anything?”

Isaac spoke. "But I heard something weird. Something that Martin's father mocked king Zed with." "What is it?" “I've been looking for ways to get to you for years, and now she suddenly showed up as your slave, as the weapon to contact you. You don't know how grateful I am to her.She made everything so so easy for me. The ancient book tells no lies. She turned out to be your downfall and your savior at the same time.” Isaac looks mystify at Serena, who is more bewildered.

I needed to create an heir to get the elders off my back, and what better way than to get a breeder? As I made my way towards the steep stairs that led to the main sitting area of the arena, Isaac came strolling down. He wore a white button-down with the top buttons unbuttoned so you could see his chest hair beneath and a pair of black sacks. His long black hair was up in a bun at the top of his head, and it seemed he had grown out his mustache and beard. "Brother," he called, opening his arms wide. "I was starting to believe that you were going to blow me off."

“Whoa! Yours is awesome. A king-sized bed! Ours has three single beds.” “Yeah, but I’m sharing it with Aiden,” I said. “And we’re not swapping.” Isaac hopped on the bed and started rolling around like a kid, chuckling as if he was having the time of his life. He said, “Yeah. Yeah. I’m not going to steal your porny time with Aiden.” “Porny time?” I asked. Isaac chuckled again. “Yep, porny time.” He looked at me, his eyes twinkling. “So I’m not being nosy or anything, but are you a neko?”