Isaac X Reader Novels & Stories

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Isaac is given more freedom, and I leave his door unlocked, but Maggie will not see the outside world until she realises that Easton isn’t the god she made him out to be in her head. I walk past Isaac's cell and glance inside. He’s lying on his back, reading a book he chose from my library. He is completely relaxed and at ease with himself and the world. He wants nothing to do with Lupus Dominus, and to him, the time he spends in my dungeon is the first step to freedom. I slide the hatch of Maggie’s cell open. “Are you decent?” I ask. “I’m coming in.” “Go fuck yourself,” she snarls at me.

"Ecstasy." I look at the pill with the skull imprinted on it before I look it up on my phone. After checking that it's legit, Isabella and I decide to each take one quarter and have Isaac take the rest. Then Isabella pretends she's being called by someone and makes herself disappear. "That was very subtle." Isaac smirks, switching to Russian. "How so?" He didn't expect me to reply so quickly because he looks confused, but quickly gets a grip over himself.

I already knew who it was, and my heart raced. Isaac: The only things I lied about were my name and accent. Everything else is the truth, even my sexuality. You’re my best friend, Elena, and I hope one day you could forgive me for deceiving you. But I guess this is goodbye. Give my godchild a kiss for me, would you? Take care. xxIxx I don’t think I even cried this hard when Mirabelle died.

“No, I swear I am not.” “But what about the candles and the weird thingy ma-bobs floating,” she paused, eyes widening in shock, " floating,” she gasped out again in utter disbelief emphasizing the word with a hand gesture, ”around the tent and… and your eyes?!” Alexa knew she sounded insane, perhaps it was she who was on drugs and not her brother. “I am a Witch,” was Isaac’s simple answer “I’m sorry a what now?” The redhead blinked owlishly, trying to figure out if she had heard him right. Almost forgetting her anger at her brother.

Isaac answered and then looked at the red wire that led in a very different direction from the blue line. "Has it been a long time?" I asked. "No, only 15 years," Isaac answered promptly. I nodded, it meant I could still turn her back into a human. "I want to talk to her today," I ordered, and Isaac nodded. "Did you betray me?" I changed the question to what I needed to know. "No!" Isaac replied, but the magic circle activated and Isaac fell to his knees. "There's no point in lying," Ishtar said. "Are you looking for the Golden Oak?" I asked seriously.

I stammer. “Why are you doing this to me, Sasha?” Isaac stands silently in the corner watching us, Sasha snarls at me before turning to him, and another sliver of fear curls in my stomach when her voice turns honey-sweet, “Isaac, can you give me a moment alone with my sister, please.” The bored expression on Isaac's face doesn't waver as he shrugs and leaves the room. As soon as we are alone again, Sasha looks at me, extending the claws in her fingers; her voice drips with spite as she digs her nails into my chest.

Where are you going? Isaac smiles; I'm going to Demian, I need him for something Xena quickly and with fright; No, no, don't go to Demian now Isaac wondered; Why, oh, oh, does he have a girl? Ha, that damian never saves time Zaina sadly; Why are you all saying this about him he has changed Isaac disapprovingly;

We stopped in front of a black-lacquered door, and I twisted the handle, stepping aside to let her in first. The room was lit up in blue and purple from the crazy triple-monitor setup. The sound of rapid mouse clicks and keyboard smashing echoed through the room. Isaac was perched in a gaming chair, with his eyes glued to the screen, and his headset half slipping off his head. The kid was in heaven.

Had they been hazy before or had she just not looked hard enough? "So," said Isaac, folding his hands on the table between them. "What did you want to start with?" "What are you playing at?" "Excuse me?" "I wouldn't say I felt anything for you so you start throwing girls away? I knew you were sadistic, but this is just depraved." Lavinia crossed her arms. Isaac sighed. "I didn't kill them for you." "Then what are you doing?" "How much do you know about my kind?"