Isaiah Ayala นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“It was natural, and I think my brother deserved that scare.” I looked at each of the twins carefully. The twin I’d startled smiled, showing all his teeth, as if he knew I couldn’t recognize them yet. “I’m Isaiah, and he’s Isaac,” Isaiah said calmly. “While I’m a bit more laid-back, my brother isn’t afraid of absolutely anything, he has no filter, and he tends to be overly honest… at least about the things he can’t help but stare at.” My face flushed again. “I didn’t—”

“What are you trying to do?” “I know how to get close to him. And all you need to do is study, study very well that man who recast you in this prison.” “I don't understand.” “Stefan de la Barrera, a man who owns thousands of restaurants around the country and more. If you want revenge, you have my support, Isela. I'll turn you into someone else, I swear. I swear. We can ask your lawyer to supply us with a lot of outside information so I can make you the best.”

My name is layla. I was born in 920 b.c. I was left by an apple tree in the middle of a grass field, with wild flowers. My adoptive father, Damien found me, and took me home to his wife, Isabell. They had two kids together; Phebe (age 10) and Isaiah (age 5). Isabell had Phebe at the age of 13, and Damien was only 17 years-old at the time. It was normal in 920 b.c to marry, and have kids young. My parents were only married a few months before having Phebe.

, Isaiah called out which brought her back to reality. "Uh-mm...sorry...I..I..I...was just thinking...", Isabella stuttered as she slowly came back to her senses. "M mm... thinking about me?", Isaiah asked. "Stop acting so full of yourself Isai '', Isabella teased. "Finally Isa my love, you found a pet name for me", Isaiah said calmly and Isabella fell back on her medium size bed with the phone still placed on her ear and her brown eyes staring up at the ceiling . "Stop acting as if i never called you Isai before, I always call you Isai almost every time Incase you forgot"

I say absently, still distracted as I watch the Passion Pack border draw nearer. "Seriously," Malik confirms softly. There was a lot of security measures to bypass on our way in. Their Alpha, Isaiah, is well...Passionate; especially about his Pack members. I have a feeling he is strict with who comes in and out. However, it took Malik a simple flick of his identification for us to be let in. Malik explained the Pack as we drove through it.

"I don't just have the power of the Bronas now, I'll own your shares too, and plenty of Elders are backing me. No one will stand against the new order... nobody wants you!" "No, what you did was buy them off. You're handing over things that cost you nothing. Maybe a cut of Luna Nera, more territory for them... oh yeah, sure. Makes me wonder what the hell you'll even have left under your control after you start giving land away to the Bronas and those gators." A smile started pulling at my mouth as I saw straight through every one of her schemes. Alina had no idea what she'd thrown herself into chasing some stupid revenge. Even if I'd gone down today, she still wouldn't be safe from that pack

I reached out to my new best friend - my wolf. “He's the Alpha of our pack and not a beast,” she responded and I rolled my eyes. “Our mate is also an Alpha, and a powerful man. There is no way we can reject him. I believe he’s powerful enough to get us out of here.” “But you can’t go against the Alpha,” she responded and my eyes widened. “Whose side are you on, Elisa?” “The side of truth. I’m a kind wolf and I do what is right. If you needed freedom, you shouldn't have signed the deal with Alpha Leonardo. You have to play your part and let him play his,” she informed and my nose scrunched in anger.

i inform "Wow your a witch huh so cool I've never met another supernatural species before" izzy says with a girly squeal "Hi im Isabella black but you can call me izzy I'm also alessandro's aunt, its nice to meet you sage i think we'll make great friends. She says "Hi Izzy I'm Sage harper" sage replies

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." **

“Napansin na kita noong first day, kaya lang ngayon lang ako nakipagkilala. Mukha ka kasing masungit.” Bahagya akong natawa sa sinabi niya. Bigla namang nanlaki ang mga mata niya at napaupo nang tuwid. “Hala, hindi pa pala ako nakakapagpakilala. I'm Ysabel.” Tinanggap ko ang kamay ko niya at nakipag-shakehands. “Ako si— “Dawn Talia Celeste. I know you already. 'Di ba nagpakilala tayo isa-isa sa harapan?”