Isaac Lahey Novels & Stories

This is what I asked for. "Leslie," he says softly like someone I know has died, but realistically, there isn't much of a difference in this. "I don't understand," I say again, but I do understand. I just refuse to believe. "This...this isn't...w-why is Alejandro in these he...he wouldn't do this?" "His real name is Luís Mateo Velasquez," Isaac tells me. "And he's been an assassin for the Medellin drug cartel since he was sixteen-years-old."

Since I was sitting with the kitchen staff in their carriage, this man must have thought I was an easy target to warm his bed. "Do you mind?" He asked Lucy before scooting next to her and telling the coachman to go to the cottage as if he didn’t already know where he was going. "So you are looking at an iceberg hunter," Isaac said, proudly pointing at himself. "I sail on special ships that can handle freezing waters filled with ice chunks. Words can never describe the thrill there is in risking a collision with a giant iceberg, and the windy foggy days that add to the challenge." "Sounds suicidal. And His Grace wants to do this?" Leo was definitely out of his mind to leave his castle for thi

“Fuck her. The Moon Goddess herself is on my hitlist.” Isaac placed a mug of coffee in my hand and a gentle kiss on my lips. “Careful what you wish for, Princess.” I glared playfully at him, but just sipped my coffee. I’d need a pot or so before I had enough fuel to go on my ‘fuck fate’ tangent. Isaac dug through the fridge, searching for food, but came up short. “Leah’s pescetarian,” I giggled. “Like a bear.” Isaac sighed and straightened up. “So we’re going out for breakfast. Have a favorite spot?”

alpha nik: i know this is going to be a big ask, especially after what your pack has recently gone through, but would it be possible for you to send maybe a couple scouts over there to scope it out for us so we know what we’re heading into? alpha isaac: i actually have two warriors that have been itching to get out and do some work. we’ve been so focused on our homestead that i haven’t really let them wonder out recently and iceland is only so big. (isaac and nik both chuckled at this.) alpha nik: i would really appreciate it alpha isaac. remember that there are two names she is going by: Sarah and alida. so tell your scouts to key their ears open for either name. alpha isaac: got it. i will

Said dozens of people to one man who had just gotten out of his car. Accompanied by several other important people who walked right behind them, they entered the luxurious mansion towards the room they wanted to go to. "Daddyyyy" exclaimed a girl who immediately ran to hug the man who came. Isaac Benjamin is the head of a mafia organization called Black Dragon, he is one of the dangerous people in France who has many important connections with officials and well-known people in France. Isaac has returned from Brazil after being missing for two years due to personal matters. Two days ago his daughter, Isabelle arrived first in Paris with Will, who is Isaac's most trusted right hand man.

My father nods at me, permitting me to leave; I walk to the front door, Isaac trailing behind me; Lea growls as she says, “He is checking out your ass, Layla.” I groan, “please stop, Lea.” I am five foot six inches tall. Isaac is an inch shorter than me. He has black curly hair, olive skin, and expressionless grey eyes. Most male werewolves have a naturally muscular physic, not Isaac; he is soft. There is nothing about him I find remotely attractive. His scent is repulsive; he makes my skin crawl. “What would you like to do, Isaac.?”

Alpha Isaac grew in strength as days passed, his army also grew in numbers as other pack members joined in. Few years later, Alpha Isaac had conquered all the territories in the whole of Northern region and was tagged the Supreme lord of the Northern region. With all this conquest, Alpha Isaac was not satisfied, he wanted more and so decided to spread his tentacles beyond his region. His first target was the Eastern region, a region occupied by the ancient witches of the mystical order. This plan would alter the course of event in the life of this great general" George noticed the kids were fast asleep and so he stopped reading his book to them.

“But that day is not here yet.” I liked her attitude and her direct way of speaking. “I’m young,” I said, returning her smile. Ricard and I exchanged brief histories with Leah. She told us she had been turned in Scotland more than three hundred years before by a wandering vampire who took her to England. For two centuries she had hunted with him, until she ran afoul of a vampire queen by unknowingly slaying a handsome nobleman the queen had been eyeing for her own. After that, nowhere in the English Isles was safe for Leah, so she set sail for America, landing in Massachusetts. She had only left New England once for a short time before returning. She now resided permanently in Connecticut.

He laid out a series of historical records, birth certificates, death certificates, genealogical documents… and began connecting them with the precision of someone assembling evidence for prosecution. "Isla's first documented reincarnation appears in 1847," Alden continued, pointing to a faded photograph. "She was a woman named Margot Delacroix, daughter of a wealthy French family. She became obsessed with a man named Marcus Rochefort… your ancestor, Myles. When Marcus chose Helena Harlow instead, Margot orchestrated Helena's death."