Isaac Chroner Novels & Stories

When he saw the commercial vehicle going further and further away, Isaac, who was hiding in the dark, heaved a sigh of relief before he took out his cell phone and called Charlie as he said, “Young Master, Madam Dunn and Miss Schulz have already met up with their family.” Charlie breathed a sigh of relief over the other end of the line and said, “Since that is the case, I should also be going home now.” As he spoke, Charlie said again, “Mr. Cameron, you have been working hard since yesterday until right now. So, you should also take a good rest over these two days!” Isaac smiled faintly and said, “I simply followed you to go around Syria. Therefore, I’m not tired at all. Young Master, you we

“You can carry on your way. I’m not a damsel in distress.” The hint of a smirk grew. “Never assumed you were.” He held out his hand. “I’m Isaac. Isaac Ambrose.” I paused before accepting it, returning his firm shake. He did not give any indication he registered the electricity sparking between us, but he held my hand in his a little too long. He turned it over, examining the callouses, before letting me go. “Maise.” “Maise?” “Just Maise.” He cocked an eyebrow, but didn’t press further. There was no way I’d reveal my last name. “I looked for you last night. Did you not shift to get away?”

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

“The girl’s a danger. Even if she means well, what happens the next time she loses control? She could unmake the world” Seraphine Dawnfire raised her fiery gaze. “You would condemn her for saving lives?” “Saving lives by breaking the laws of creation,” Magnus growled. “What happens when creation breaks her back in return?” They turned their attention to me. Queen Nerida tilted her head, her voice calm but cutting. “Tell us, child, how did this all happen?” I swallowed hard, remembering Lily’s warning: Don’t lie—not even once. “My name is Julianna Harris,” I began softly. “I recently found out I’m a Chronokeeper. My past self was called Wanda Chronos.”

He forced down the blood in his throat and loudly declared his surrender, "I concede." Hearing this, Chase decided not to take advantage of the situation and stopped his advancing momentum. "Alright, I'll proceed to challenge the next defender." "Fine, I'll call them right away. But could you tell me your name?" Isaac, though admitting defeat, was still a bit unwilling to accept it. He felt he had merely been careless and wanted to know the name of his opponent. "Chase Collins," he responded coldly. "Very well, wait a moment. I'll summon the next defender," Isaac said, rushing off to inform the next person. True to his Floating Cloud Sect roots, Isaac conceded and withdrew without any hesita

I'd never needed one in my life until now, but I guess that came in the package of dating someone important. Chris had shouted to heaven when the day after my arrival I had woken up at six in the morning ready to go for a run and he rant something about being in New York and the insecurity that abounded here and me being a woman alone so early out there was the most dangerous thing there was. When he saw that I still refused to stay at home, he began to talk about tv series like CSI, criminal minds and wouldn’t stop talking thinking that would scare me. "I know you don't like being told what to do, but this is not in dispute, Helena," he said crossing his arms, "Upstairs there’s a last gener

“I have not actually thought of that because, all I have been thinking is that there is no way I would win. How would I make her fall for me, when I am someone else in the day and someone else in the night? ‘’ “How soon is the full moon?” “It’s four months away.” “Wow! Then you have wasted enough time. You need to start acting fast Ichab. Odin is not resting you know.” “I know.” He replied sadly. “I just don’t know where to start from.” “Wait, what kind of a lame name is Ichabristhough? Is that a first name or what?” “It’s IchabrisNuel. When the witch kept casting the spell, she kept mentioning ‘Odin’ and that was how I became someone with double personalities. I guess it was just okay for u

"Have a wonderful evening, Kenna." Cherry gets up, following the second-in-command from the room."Wait for me, Zire." Oh how I wish Isaiah would follow them, although he remains in his spot, waiting for Zire and Cherry to disappear down the hallway. He’s been out all day, dressed up to speak to important people. Despite myself, I’ve grown to like the tailored jackets that hug his figure perfectly, although reveal nothing about what strength he is hiding beneath. "My offer still stands," he murmurs, his voice entwined with sultry intent. "From the other night."

Nobody has seen a thing except for Christopher. 3. Tuesday 27th April 2010 08:32 The creature that has taken control of Isabelle’s body stands – well more floats if truth be told - in front of the other members of the demonic Brethren – the ones who have brought this new personality into existence from the lower depths of hell. “So what are our plans for today?” She asks them. Her floating is a symbolic one. Everyone assembled can do it but she feels the need to slightly elevate herself above the others at this point in time.

When he heard Cedric's words, he tensed up. Irritation flashed across Isaac's youthful face as he said, "Seriously? You invited me to dinner, and now you're acting this way?" "I have something to attend to. You can enjoy your meal alone!" Cedric replied. He stood and grabbed his coat to leave. Isaac was not happy about it. Setting aside his knife and fork, Isaac's expression turned stern, and he said, "Have you forgotten something? You're the one asking me for help here!" Isaac was a young doctor with a strong background in ophthalmology research. Cedric had underestimated him before, not realizing that the seemingly irresponsible Isaac had made significant achievements in his field.