Isaac Novels & Stories

” The girl appeared nervous around me and gave me a tense smile as a greeting, which I returned because I didn’t know who the fuck Isaac was “Isaac is the head warrior, you must have seen him in your pack, he is this big, scary guy that is also a beta so it’s possible you must have mistaken him as the beta” She further clarified and my thoughts travelled back to the really scary dude that had scared the shit out of me that night. So he wasn’t the beta but the warrior head? Made perfect sense, but I was also confused.

“How can you say so? Have you already seen one?” “You still have a lot to learn, Migi.” He smiled a little widely, ruffling her hair. “They’re everywhere. I’d say you might even have encountered them already; only, you cannot perceive them as one. Camouflage as what you might say. They’re good at that. After all, they are a supernatural existence gifted with different abilities, which you might have—like everyone else around you.”

Juliet went in closer to his phone and said, "The Sutton is with two Ts." "Okay. My name is Isaac Douglas. You can call me Isaac." "You're older than me, right?" Juliet hesitated for a while, "Should I call you Mr. Douglas instead?" "You don't have to." Isaac was a little hot, so he uncapped the bottle of water, and was about to drink some water.

As if he’s able to discern the direction my thoughts have taken, he says, “I’m a transplant—or, well, technically, I’m adopted into the pack since rogues destroyed my pack. Alpha Glendon and Luna Cherice allowed the family that I live with to take me in when I was just a pup and raise me as their own.” “I’m Maxon, by the way,” he says, holding out a dirt and blood-covered hand for me to shake. I glance at it with a raised eyebrow, and then back at him. “Oh, shit,” he says with a chuckle as he pulls his hand pack, dropping it to his side, and then wipes it against the leg of his jeans, which aren’t much cleaner than the hand itself. “It’s fine,” I say with a small chuckle of my own. “And my n

Slave I slowly step out from behind Nathan. My cheeks are still rosy-red from seeing Alpha Maximus’s large appendage. I keep eye contact as I slowly walk toward him and gently place my hand in his. There is an instant feeling of love and bliss between us. He rubs his thumb across the back of my hand, sending sparks igniting. Alpha Maximus smiles at me with his gentle brown eyes. My heart flutters and a sense of happiness fills my soul. I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish.

Genevieve tried saying but her voice trailed off “Sighs… you really didn’t notice, the Hunter god actually gave you three gifts but it seems you all were ignorant.” Sword-saint Predator said with a sigh “Really???” Marcus asked in excitement and stars seemed to appear in his eyes “Yes, first he gave you the legendary twelve rune talent, with such talent becoming the most powerful Hunter is not impossible, then he gave you the gift of life, without it you would have died already as several people were already envious of your talents and would have killed you instantly if you were given any other gift and lastly you have me as your grandpa.” Sword-saint Predator said in a profound manner and b

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 an

Even once in his life, Isaac never disobeyed Lanceil’s order. ‘But... but... this order is so hard to agree, since saying "yes" would signify that I accepted his near end,’ Isaac battled with these thoughts inside his head. "Isaac," Lance pierced the silence and that's when Isaac found himself crying without sounds. "I like to play chess with my friend." Isaac, who was trying to compose himself, dried my his tears. However... "I'll call Maxine, Elder," his voice cracked in the middle. "Hmmm," he faintly mumbled.

I couldn’t catch a break. “Isn’t that the Alpha?” “Who’s the kid?” “Is that… his son?” I heard it all, but Isaac didn’t even so much as flinch. It was like he had tunnel vision and was locked onto the towering display of backpacks and school supplies like it was candy. “That one,” he pointed. “Wait—no, that one!” I stayed close, letting him lead. “Anything you look at for more than three seconds is yours,” He spun around, eyes wide. “Anything?”

It must be great to have friends. " that's great baby, you can invite her over, " His mother smiled at Asher and it was bright and too fake. The Bonavich's are one of the most important people in the country, they are the family's competitor. He didn't let the emotions take over his face, his blank and emotionless face was up to them. " Ace?" someone whispered to him. His thirteen years old sister, Anaya Alastar. Ace and Anaya we're the closest.