Isaac Cursed Eye Novels & Stories

What is KYOLINE DIEGO up to? She thought that she could hide what she was doing, but ISAAC was too fast. And how cute that she's so secretive and evasive. Ah, cute—but what she was doing only made ISAAC curious about things even more. ISAAC's thumb swipes across ISAAC's screen as ISAAC logs in. Following that tedium, ISAAC types in the name ISAAC saw her playing. Envy Eyes. A smile of satisfaction creeps onto ISAAC's face as ISAAC bookmarks the page. ISAAC might possibly learn more about what kind of player she is. It's something that has been on ISAAC's mind since watching her play against the old man at the park. But ISAAC's snooping will have to wait. Sorry. ISAAC pushes ISAAC's phone int

"That's Alpha Vincent. Watch your tone." "He's deceiving you!" Isaac's voice was desperate. "Kira, you don't know him. The curse on him..." "The curse?" "He's dying, Kira!" Isaac's voice twisted, laced with a strange mix of despair and glee. "The curse is eating him alive from the inside out. He has a few years left, if that. He’s using you!" I stopped and turned to face him. "So?" "So?" Isaac’s eyes widened. "Kira, he's using you! He needs a strong Luna to secure his position, and when he's gone, you'll be nothing!"

“Then we begin. Let no one know of this. It stays between us. If the council gets word of this!.The shame falls on our house.” ——— The next day unannounced Marisa arrived at Blackmoon pack house. Through the SUV’s Window she looked at the property in awe and excitement. “Once Damian marries me and forms the alliance… we will use my weapon to shatter Silvermoon pack. And if he resist’s me…” She smirked coldly “The same blade will destroy him”. She stepped out of her car. Touched her bag. Feeling the blade she smiled. The secret weapon.A cursed Relic stolen from Silvermoon’s old ruins.

He lifts me clean off the floor, slamming my back into the stone pillar. Air cuts off instantly. My boots dangle, kicking at the empty air. "We do not need to break the curse," Isac snarls, his face inches from mine, his breath smelling of copper and ash. "And we certainly do not need a filthy wolf shifter fouling our halls." My mind goes completely blank. Panic sparks in my chest. I claw at his wrist, but his grip only tightens, squeezing the life out of my windpipe. My vision splinters into dark, fuzzy spots.

The smell of rotting flesh and vomit welled up as a dark figure began to climb up over the two females. Isabella shut her eyes a moment as light surrounded her protecting her at the same time. She saw a vision of an ancient forgotten race of men who were much taller and very evil. They had reddish hair and long skulls. Their eyes were dark and filled with malice. All at once she understood everything they had done and who they were today. The knowledge that was hidden on purpose by them flooded into Isabella all at once from deep within her mind. She opened her eyes. “So, you chose the smallest and weakest among us as your prey. You raped them. You killed them. You ate them. You are filth. Y

“What’s that?” Twenty minutes later, I know what the game Telephone is, but we’re no closer to finding a way to get Cassian and Hannah back. “Do you not believe that the Goddess cursed Eastonia and walled them off from what she deemed as her sacred territory, then?” Isaac asks, sipping from the coffee that had been recently delivered by a maid.

Atreus inhaled loudly and rubbed his eyes with his fingers for a moment before narrowing his eyes at her with a dark look that she'd never seen before. "Fine, Layla," he bit out with a sneer. "You really want to know? I'll tell you. Ravana is the one who placed a curse on me." "A curse?" Layla asked, confused. "Yes, a blood curse. He was the one who trapped me, the reason why I was stuck waiting for centuries. Unable to escape the pitless black of my tomb," he muttered. "But why?" she asked, confused. "If I tried to explain why that twisted b*stard makes the choices he does, we would be here all night. That is just who Ravana is. The demon you are currently placing your faith in."

Isaac answered and then looked at the red wire that led in a very different direction from the blue line. "Has it been a long time?" I asked. "No, only 15 years," Isaac answered promptly. I nodded, it meant I could still turn her back into a human. "I want to talk to her today," I ordered, and Isaac nodded. "Did you betray me?" I changed the question to what I needed to know. "No!" Isaac replied, but the magic circle activated and Isaac fell to his knees. "There's no point in lying," Ishtar said. "Are you looking for the Golden Oak?" I asked seriously.

I turned around and looked at her. Larissa was still asleep, but she whispered those Ill-fated words of the curse on repeat. She is the one who made me a beast, while I wanted to give her the world. I lunged towards her and was about to tear her apart before she gasped loudly, grasping the air. She robotically opened her eyes, but her eyes looked nothing like they did a few hours ago. Her emerald eyes were obsidian black fog. I have seen this already somewhere. This reminds me of someone, but I can’t seem to remember whom. She looked absentmindedly with these dreadful eyes to an undefined point on the ceiling. Before I managed to rip her apart for casting a curse on me, she vanished in the t

“Now that’s interesting. Go on, enlighten me. What could possibly make you crawl back to me after all these years?” Isaac hesitated. His throat worked as he forced the words out. “It’s about my sons. And the girl.” That made Elijah still for a moment. The smirk didn’t vanish, but it softened. “Ah,” he murmured, eyes narrowing slightly. “So it’s finally happening.” He tilted his head to the side, studying Isaac the way one might watch an animal walking willingly into a trap. “You’re afraid the curse will take hold, aren’t you?” Anna’s hand tightened around Isaac’s arm. “We came to ask—” she began, but Elijah raised a hand and she fell silent.