Isaac Cursed Eye Novels & Stories

In all his years of seeing werewolves in their wolf state, he had never seen a red wolf with golden eyes. What he saw was the exact definition of beauty. Her silky hairs were finely brushed thereby making her glow even more, and her ears were not as long as that of an average wolf but what made Isaac so captivated was those eyes that could make any wolf they lost in thought. Noticing the weird behavior he had pulled off, Isaac snapped out of his thoughts and immediately changed back to his wolf. Isaac brought his head to the ground as a gesture that Lilith should do as told. At first, she was hesitant but when she realized that there was no escape, she shut her eyes and pierce her canine int

Davil grows into a giant and a tear drops. "Losing her child and womb is nothing compared to what I plan to take from her. I will take and take until she is isolation and I will have the last attack. I will break her until there is nothing left to break. An eye for the whole body part, "he grin, and I walk backwards. Davil continues, "She doesn't deserve to be happy. A curse deserves to be treated as one"

His handsome face looked even more captivating under the moonlight, creating an illusion of warmth. However, I was stunned when I saw his eyes. Isaac's right eye was blood-red, shining as attractively as the white moonlight. The most unexpected thing was his aura was very different from the silent Isaac before. Though frightening, I wanted to get closer to him. Closer and closer. Until I could feel the warmth of the man. I tilted my face and gazed at him. I sniffed the scent, like that mysterious dark forest. As if hypnotized, I lifted my face and dropped a kiss on the man's neck.

I glanced over at the others, seeing my own fear mirrored in their ashen expressions. After a few moments, Isaac seemed to come back to himself. He blinked hard, refocusing his eyes with frightening intensity. “That’s how she does it, you see,” he said. “Mila... sh-she lets the fumes drive you to the brink of madness. And once you’re nearly gone, a husk of your former self…” He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “That’s when she comes for you.” I frowned, leaning in closer. “What does she do?” I pressed gently.

“Yes, she knew what kind of people they are so she had Cassian send you to them. She… she said she wanted you docile and… submissive.” Aurora scoffs again and Isaac cowers under her intense glare and swallows thickly, “it seems to have had the opposite effect.” Both Aurora and I let out a chuckle and she actually smirks, “you don’t say?” I pull out a dagger and another little vial of lightsbane from the black box, and I pour it over the blade. Isaac eyes me warily and I give him a smile, “Tell me, Isaac,” I say, slicing into his chest and watching as he convulses in pain. “What is it exactly that Cassandra wants? Aside from Aurora of course, what is her end game?”

It seemed they were heading to meet up with the camped group. Isaac stood up, his expression turning serious. It looked like he wouldn't be running into any strange creatures, but perhaps a conspiracy was brewing. There was something dark going on, and it looked like they were holding a woman who had cursed earlier. He reached behind the donkey and pulled out the sacred firearm Adrian had given him, wiping it off carefully. He wasn't yet fully proficient with it, but he knew the story—Adrian had laughed for two hours on the mountaintop when he created it. All the snakes, insects, and rodents in the area had scattered in fear.

Gideon smiled meekly before scratching the back of his head. What in the world are they? They are like dangerous predators, with those sharp teeth. They are not human to me. “Let's take her home first.” Said the gray eyed one. My brows furrowed in confusion. “Izaac, carry the girl.” “Izaac hates girls. I will carry her!” Gideon volunteered, raising his hand in the air. Izaac is the one with the black hair and emerald eyes. He darted a glare at Gideon and moved closer to me.

The wolf goes from attack to submissive more than once which showed us that he doesn’t want to fight but Yanik is making him do it. The wolf turns and looks at me and it’s left eye is tar black while the other is brown, this guy has been cursed ( Kavi, charge him and hold him around his neck so he’d submit I need to get his eye ) < his eye? What on earth for? > ( his left eye has a curse which is probably why he’s the way he is, just make him submit but don’t kill him )

Isaac, although half expecting the arrival of the God, jolted at the flash and sudden appearance. Immediately and instinctively, he bowed his head, cursing himself after he did. Am-Heh raised an eyebrow but didn't comment on it, unaware of the potion and the memories it had opened. That door had closed and had been sealed long ago as far as he was concerned, the key rusted and defunct. It was hardly fool proof, they still leaked and those spectres still haunted him. No door, no wall could keep them at bay.

If it was as if the world around him was gradually dissolving into non-existence. Then he was not alone anymore. At the corner of his eye, he saw a figure on the other side of the toilet—a small head with a few growths of hair. Just the thought of the figure’s head was menacing. But he could not feel fear like he was robbed of the ability to feel anything. The figure slowly revealed itself as it stood up, very, very slowly as if mocking his current state. Isaac’s eyes opened wide at the sight, sudden and shocking—the horrifying figure of a child with gouged out eyes, bleeding profusely as if crying tears of blood. It stared at him with the gaping holes in where its eyes once were.