Isaac Newton Novels & Stories

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

Her mum must have had another argument with her dad. Unfortunately for her, Isaac wasn't easy to get rid of. He guessed her silly game and took a boon from it. If she was one of his toys, he wouldn't go through the stress but in one way or the other, the conversation was bound to happen sooner or later if he was going to get married to Tanya. His fingers meticulously transferred the number on the notepad into the phone. There was a response after the second ring and Isaac began talking. "Mr white, this is Isaac Newton. I had dinner at your house last night." He was polite. After all, this man was going to be his father in law.

I whined. "No, he isn't, he left you a mocha!" "Come on, Maddie! That just means that he doesn't want me to lose consciousness in his vicinity again, only because it might get him into trouble once more," "If this guy is the best physics professor of the state, why doesn't he work as a theoretical physicist or something?" Maddie raises an eyebrow. "Why did he have to choose lecturing?" "He studied at the university of Stonewall too. Our Dean, Professor Watson, was his lecturer in physics. That's probably why," I shrugged. "He'll get paid hella lot anyway, so why not go for the easier job?"

[Isaac] It is because I find it so hard to control my desires. It is because I find it so difficult to keep Clement from infusing and taking over partially. It is because I find her attractive. It is because I don't know how else to react. I told myself, my elf….maybe convinced ourselves to believe these things. Otherwise, I know I will allow in self-pity and feed that wench’s ego and happiness. I am a rotten creature inside out. I don’t know how to be civil, don’t know how to react any other way, so I react rashly. I spew out venomous words that are bound to hurt the other like I did to Kathryn just now.

What sort of son wants his father dead? It must be done, and soon. The better my freedom is granted to me, the sooner I can do what is needed. Best. Isaiah.~ I gasp, stepping back from the paper, staring at it. The ticks of the clock accompany my thoughts, as I simply stare. It's an unsent letter, but Isaiah clearly wrote that. He wants Kit dead...He's planned it, even has someone to do it for him. Even if he hasn't sent the letter, it's damning.

It was as if she had just accidentally managed to melt the man's negative personality. The man's hand now began to search for her hand, shaking nervously. She could even see over and over the nervousness that was now evident on the immortal werewolf man's face. It should be impossible for her to reach the man, considering that the man must have met people far greater than her. The man may have met Sir Isaac Newton––one of the greatest scientists in the world that discovered the force of gravity and the theory of colour. Or maybe, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Or maybe, he had met Queen Elizabeth I and become the secret lover of Queen Elizabeth I without ever being i

I had been craving him since we moved in together, but my guilt had kept me away. It was too soon to be with him since Tim had just died. I’d known for a long time that Nathaniel woke up before the sunset, but it still surprised me that he woke up at the same time every day. He’d tried to explain it to me once, but it confused me initially. Finally, he told me that he awoke every day because the sunset was around the same time in his day. I decided to stay in my room and give him some time to get himself together.

EXCLUSIVE Isaac Newton and Sophie Torres, Intimate [Picture] 2:32 AM, today. -HCS +100 213, -0 WHAT THE FUCK ISAAC NEWTON?! +100 010, -0 FUCK! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!! WHAT'S THE DEAL WITH SOPHIE AND TWO FERNANDEZS NOW?! THE LAST TIME I CHECKED ISAAC IS THE RESPONSIBLE ONE IN THE THREE FERNANDEZS! HE's A DEVOTED FATHER AND VERY SUPPORTIVE HUSBAND TO HANNAH! SOPHIE THOUGH GOT NO SHAME AT ALL!

"Today, we will discuss the principles of Newtonian physics," Professor Ethan Graves, an Aeternum scientist, said as he wrote mathematical formulas on the board. Sir William of the Holy Kingdom of Yren, a scholar known for his deep studies of the stars, raised a hand. "Professor, I fail to understand. You claim that objects fall to the ground not because of divine will, but because of something called… ‘gravity’?" Graves sighed. "Yes. Gravity is a natural force. It governs the motion of planets, the tides, and even how we stand on the ground."

The newcomer purrs in a seductive voice, gently closing the almost ruined door behind her. Edward cocks his head slightly, more out of confusion than anything else. “Isabelle?”