Isaac Books Novels & Stories

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

“Isaac” “Isaac” The voice keeps on calling me again, repeatedly. It is just like an echo that keeps on bouncing. I walk to find the voice who is calling me but I was surprised that I am no longer inside my apartment. I am in a forest and I heard different voices from different people and I can’t understand what they are saying. I heard a gunshot too that is why I got scared and hid in the tall grass to save myself from what was going on. I didn’t know what was happening but I could sense that it was not good. I heard the voices again and I saw them, they were looking for something. They are human-like but they are giants. Some of them have three eyes but most of them have seven faces and eac

Brother Isaac looked thoughtful, one thing that was common with the brothers was they never lost their temper or seemed too surprised by anything. “Something is happening, something serious do you have any idea what this means?” Elaina continued collapsing on the ground again. “You know the warnings as well as I Elaina.” Brother Isaac responded. “We knew that something like this would eventually happen. It seems the dark warriors are making it clear that they mean to be rid of all of us.” “That doesn’t answer anything.” Elaina grumbled shaking. Brother Isaac made his way towards a shelf full of old books. Looking carefully he pulled one down, its cover worn with age. Flipping quietly thro

Isaacs POV// It's almost midnight of the sixth day since we arrived home after our last battle. This is the first time I didn't loose a man in the fight although a lot are in a bad shape, that's why I still haven't got a proper night sleep. I can hear the agonising screams from the hospital, I am worried, tired and exhausted but the bunch of files and other shit that is on my desk just seems to never end . My phone buzzes non stop and I still didn't finish the report. My head goes round I can't focus properly on one task and it is the beginning of the winter season that means time for the new recruits. In two days will be the meeting in the Castle and I don't think I will be ready with the s

“We ran for a full day today, Maddy. The sun never came up.” I swallow hard, remembering the book and what it had said about the war either ushering in the moon again, returning things back to the way they were, or the beginning of an endless night where the old gods reigned. I take a breath and tell Ella everything I learned from the book. She listens without speaking, her eyes locked on everything and nothing at the same time. “So Isaac is meant to end this,” she whispers. “Yeah, that’s what he believes, and unfortunately, after everything that happened, I think so too.”

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.

Isabella grew up in Anji Village outside Silvana City. Her mom owned a two-bedroom house with a large courtyard in front and at the back. Vegetable patches are full and hibiscus flowers surrounding the wall. There’s a small pathway of pebbles from the entrance to the house, so when it rains, mud won't get on shoes.

-Be careful, Bait, as far as I know, they either die or kill to defend their own," Issac advised. Bait's expression closed like a storm-keep your useless advice to yourself-Isaac shuddered inside-I've killed more wolves and vampires than you even dream of. -I didn't mean to be rude- he apologized, his back practically 'glued' to the chair from the violent look Isca sent him. -I don't care what you wanted- Isaac's eyes widened when Isca stood up from the chair and spread her hands on the table close to her. -I didn't come to this mediocre city to be your friend or exchange confidentialities- Isaac nodded, Isca sat down again and then breathed a relieved breath- now, say something useful or ge

At first, he wouldn't buy a word they said, he kept holding on to his stomach like he had been hurt there but he slowly came to his senses. "Isaac, it's fine," Satake promised. "You are alright." To that, Isaac hugged Satake but there seemed to be something to it. Isaac and the elderly man shared knowing looks. They were clearly trying to keep something a secret from Satake. That seemed to do it. I hadn't bothered to ask why they were here. I threw my glance at the book I had torn pages out of. I pulled it closer and shut it to observe what it was exactly. The leather-bound book seemed to be old, ancient even. It looked more like one of my grandmother's Bibles. The difference is that this on

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.