Isaac Lahey Novels & Stories

His purple eyes was brighter on his left as he looked at the true King of Essex who had hid himself away from others so that no sorcerer would kill him. “You are that coward aren’t you?” Isaac pointed toward the older man who stared at him with a look of disgust. “The ancestor of the first Queen of Essex, the only one who bear her blood. If I kill you then, he would be free.” “Be on your guard,” the man said, knowing well that the aura of Isaac was that of a demon rather than a black sorcerer. “Your name, yes I know your true name, the same name that your ancestors have bear, Christopher Narvinda. Narvinda’s children, you have to die for his sake now,” Isaac murmured to himself, extending hi

“So…” “Isabella’s daughters.” His voice carried neither hatred nor warmth. Only certainty. Emilia stepped forward. “You shouldn’t have come.” A faint smile touched the man’s lips. “And yet you knew I would.” Isaac lowered his head. “It was always you.” The stranger nodded once. “Yes.” “I have hidden behind many names.” “Many Founders.” “But I was never the Founder.” Elara frowned. “Then who are you?” He looked at her for a long moment before answering.

The hallway was silent and still. Up ahead, two candled flickered, illuminated a twin set of doors. On the left, a plaque was mounted reading "Arabella". The door to the right bore Isaac's name. Up the hall, Isaac leaned lazily up against the wall. While the group stood paused at this juncture, Isaac tilted his head forward, making eye contact with Lavinia. He licked his lips. The guards turned a thick iron key in the lock.

Alpha Nicholas "We think so. The Rogue confirmed that Lisa had been using magic to help the pack and he also knew that she could easily cast a spell to put someone in a trance without even being too close to someone. A couple of years after they all disappeared, we heard that Lisa had planned it all. She was the one behind getting Tony to the pack that day but she didn't plan on him bringing anyone with him so when she saw a teenage boy in the forest at the right time she cast the smell and started running."

the man closest to her asked as he knelt in front of her. His accent was strong and Spanish, his face was tanned and pale. Isabella had deduced that these men where from the Spanish mafia, and she knew these men were dangerous no matter what they said. She was born in Spain and the village that she was from was under the mafia's control so she knew how bloodthirsty and ruthless they could be. They didn't know she could speak Spanish and she was determined to keep it hidden from them, so she tried to hide her accent as best she could. " Isabella, my name is Isabella," she said slowly. " And your last name? he asked.

I need to stop thinking about my old life. As I stir the soup absentmindedly, my thoughts have gone back to Helen’s words. What did she mean by she was Isaac’s father’s mate but not his luna? Why was she hiding from me by the way? Even Clarissa seemed to act sketchy. I blew out a breath before putting a spoonful of soup in my mouth, the taste had become bland. Damn, this pack has more secrets than anyone else? How they kept these from the world is a wonder. ~~~~~~

I felt a stab of pain as I talked about Michael. "Then there is my favorite group of idiots," Isabella smiled. "Tell me about them," she said as her other hand began to draw circles on my exposed chest. "There's Matt, an American, Idris, Jose, and Marco. Of course, you know Leo, who is actually Leonidas and the son of one of your father's closest friends." Isabella's eyes widened. "Really? Where is he?" "He's off on his own usually. He only comes when he's needed. Does he have your brand?"

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.

Issac was just a common soldier and not among the elite regimen guiding the loyal family, hence it was not surprising Prince Valerie was not able to recognize him. He bowed his head, introducing himself, "I'm Issac, one of the soldiers among the search parties sent by the king to search for you since your disappearance. Luckily enough, I stumbled into the human realm and now have found you." Issac repeated his words exactly the way Prince Aldric instructed him. While Prince Valarie was the future leader of the kingdom of Astaria, he was currently employed by the cruel prince and his loyalty was currently with him too. Also, Isaac liked his head on his shoulder and Prince Aldric never goes ba

They were both as surprise as Hayden was, too. " No where Master. Commander... No I mean your uncle want their blood for... " Another scared man began to explain but Hayden cut him off angrily. " That's enough, lead the way to the van " he turn to Farrell and Jansen " chained my uncle down, he will be the next Beast we will be sending to the cave " *** When Hayden left that morning, Isabella Left for Mount Beast to her friend Joyce who was so happy to see her. As usual Isabella filled her in on about Hayden's quest to dense cress.