Isaac Mcadoo Novels & Stories

"You brought the chocolate?" "Yes and its very good." Isaac spoke as he shoved the sack at him. The man noticed his disguise, "Pwahahaha..you are dressed like this..hahahaha..". Isaac was a little ashamed but he got up to leave to avoid further contact with the man. "Wait a minute bro; I'm from the SER group just like you. Boss will never leave such an important task to a newbie like you." "I'm Drake." The man stretched out his hand as he introduced himself. "Also I'm younger than you but in terms of experience I'm older so call me big bro."

Isaac holds out his arms admittedly, “it didn’t go as planned. We spooked him off before we even caught sight of that squirmy dreadlock wearing crook. Mordecai was like a damn ghost.” “Mordecai left so quickly that he ended up leaving his fighters behind. We couldn’t get over it. And the bizarre part was when we tried to rescue them, they refused to budge for hours. They were like a bunch of mindless zombies. Zoned out,” Isaac pours himself a glass of water, taking a quick sip while looking sullen, disgusted even, “-and that’s not even the worst part. The sicko had a bunch of cubs chained up, all of them numbered and waiting to fight. Literal kids,” his voice raises unsteadily while he place

Maddox stood frozen beside her, his eyes wide, his lips parted. "You said you wanted to meet him," Hecate said, turning so the boy could see the king. "This is Isaac. My pup." Isaac looked at Maddox with curious golden eyes. He did not know this man. He did not know that this man was his father. He only knew that his mother was holding him, and that was enough. Maddox stared at the child, at the dark curls, at the golden eyes that mirrored his own. Something flickered across his face. Wonder. Hope. A question he did not know how to ask.

Isa Marie, a skinny, pony-tailed girl in an oversized sweater, replies while grinning in a sarcastic tone. “It’s not slander if it’s true. And besides, you were her best friend, hon. And you dare to lowkey agree with meh. She’s gunna haunt ya!” Isa rolls her eyes. The two chuckle at each other. “It’s true though. It IS a shame. Considering she was a whore house.” Isaac Acaban, a tall, mysterious-looking guy in glasses and a black ONE CAMPUS. ONE VAN DUKE. hoodie, says indifferently as he slobbered on his scrambled eggs.

Isaac was studying her every move, he lightly gestured her to sit and she obediently followed, “I will not apologize for coming late—but I will begin by introducing myself,” Isaac spoke as if someone had forced him to sit there, well actually he was forced buy you get the point. “You might know me already but I am Isaac Mandoza-“ “Pfft—“ Isaac frowned a bit because Ada suddenly snorted. Her gaze shifted towards Isaac in horror as it happened unconsciously, she had controlled this joke for a few days now and the laugh came out at a very unexpected time.

"You like sweets, right?" "Oh," I blush because I'm still not used to my best friend walking around with a six-pack. "I do... I really do." "Great!" Isaac keeps the grin, and it gives me butterflies. Despite being a foot taller than me and insanely muscular, he is an utter and complete sweetheart. Michelle and Maddox raised him well. Issac is thoughtful, playful, teasing, and also ever so slightly shy. It's cute. He is basically an overgrown puppy. I smile when I'm handed the tray. "Thank you so much."

I said getting slightly mad, "Uh..." he processed but there was nothing, "That's what I am talking about," I said. I seriously don't know why I am mad, "Hey C, it's me, your father. That is Sally and Jack, your best friends," Mr. Issac tried to explain, "What's your name?" Cyrus asked him, "Marcus, Marcus Issac. Your father," he said,

She was desperate and ever conniving, she was like him and he liked it, they knew each other's habits though a lot was still untold about him. Rebecca McKnight had been his rival since High school, She is the first daughter of Julius McKnight famous Restaurant chain holder and his Director of all Black hotels. They attended the same college and had always been rivals as their families weren't in good terms either. She had tried scheming against him to destroy his company since he started it 13 years ago and he saw it only wise to keep her closer, Leonard believes it is wise to keep your enemies in business closer and under you so you can monitor their every move and know when to strike, thou

“I want pressure. I want mistakes. And I want them to be able to feel the fear of being trapped.” “And what do you gain from this?” he asked carefully. “You do realize that the rogues play their games according to what they want, they don’t really tend to know what being tamed is for later, and they wouldn’t know what the word control actually means, nor do they know what the word stop means if they were ordered to.” I turned to face him, my smile cold and precise. “I start by destroying Marcel.” I said calmly. “I don’t aim for them to stop if they start with the others anyway.”

I'm mentally angry at him for scaring me again. "Hi, Tasha," Isaac says with a broad smile. He walks up to me, kisses me on the cheek, and makes me blush instantly. Isaac is twelve and the most popular student at Webbs. Once, Principal Butler called in the parents of Corina Summers and her friend Yolanda because they almost fought over him during recess. It's no surprise; Isaac looks like a popular singer. He has blue eyes and blond hair that is always styled fashionably. Even though he and Jaden are the same age, Isaac is much broader-shouldered and looks older. “Who's this with you, Tasha?” Isaac's voice takes on an insinuating tone as he turns his attention to my companion. "What kind of