Isaiah Likely Novels & Stories

Isaac was a very proud Assyrian, He may be just a pup but he was more mature and a man compared to my beta and head warrior. Mia and The King looked on at the situation in amusement but from Isaac's face, he was anything but amused. At first, I thought it was because of the Assyrian comment because of Mia did mention last night that he always became red-faced when he was mistaken for a royal, but as Thomas and Lzzy continued to bicker and she kept referring to Mia as "the girl or that girl." I saw him becoming angrier and his aura that was always in check was starting to emit out of him.

the lady called out, stopping him in his tracks. “Your highness” Isaiah fell in a deep curtesy. “You look troubled, is it one of those nightmares again?” She asked, watching his face keenly. “Yes, but this time it was different” Isaiah responded, throwing his face away as pain flash through his eyes. “Walk with me Isaiah” The lady said as they strolled around the huge courtyard. “What did you see this time?” She asked. “Isabella was being murdered almost the same way as my family. I fear they are closer than we think and she hasn’t gotten stronger enough to deafest Xavier and his army” Isaiah said in a sad note.

Sinclair POV Isaiah is mated to one of us. Unbelievable. I wonder which one of us it is. Isaiah sounded mad and frustrated. When I said we didn’t want any distractions, I only meant I wanted to concentrate on finding my birth family before going back. I could always finish my research back at Blackstone though.

Also, some of the warriors who were pro-Paul seem to have switched sides and are now pro-Isaiah. It doesn’t surprise me. Isaiah is a natural leader. We are alphas, and we know how to assert our authority. Kaia has been an excellent Luna. The omegas are her fiercest supporters. They absolutely adore her and help her with whatever she needs. It has taken a lot off of Isaiah, especially the food cravings. I think my brother was going to get an ulcer or something. I get up slowly from the bed and kiss Amber’s forehead. “Wake up, beautiful.”

"Elijah, answer my question, Do you know him?" I asked him for the sixth time which he ignores. I stop walking and fold my hands together and glared at him. He looks back at me confused and when he sees my expression, he looks up at the sky and sighs. "Yes, yes I know who he is" "And who is he?" I asked again now walking beside him. "He is the son of the rogue King" I gasped at this, "No way."

Isaiah, who had been drained and lifeless for months, suddenly came back to life. He urged Reuben to arrange the trip overseas as quickly as possible. Seeing him so energetic should have made Reuben happy, but his smile was tighter than ever. If Isaiah ever found out the truth about his condition... He didn't dare think that far ahead. Isaiah lay in bed, repeatedly turning a hair clip in his fingers, murmuring Solana's name under his breath. Watching him like that, Reuben's heart was full of worry.

My lips tip up as warmth and fondness curls around my heart. “Remember what I said,” Ayeshna repeats and both Isaac and I nod at that. She then looks at me.”I need to talk to you.” Isaac stands up, getting the hint. He says to Isleen that they can go back and wait in Caius’ office. Before leaving with an overly enthusiastic kid, he mind links me, saying, “I am sure this will be about sex.” He gives a lazy smile before sauntering out, leaving my cheeks warm and ears red.

It opened my eyes wide. 'Wow, what kind of sick, old-fashioned, backward way of thinking is that?' Isaiah thought, shaking his head inwardly in disgust. 'I always knew Lukas was a total ass in his own right, ruthless in business, no mercy. But damn, his family sounds even worse than him. Like relics from a bygone era of hate.' "Is that also the main reason you hired me in the first place, Sir?" Isaiah asked pointedly, his curiosity piqued. "Because I'm Black? Was it some kind of shield?"

“This man says he is looking for his son.” Isaiah cast a weary gaze at Johann standing there reeking of vomit and booze. He knew Johann very well, everyone in the Miners Village knew him because they had encountered him at one point or another in gutters and on the streets. “Your son?” “Don’t question me, bring him out.” “Well, who is your son?” “Nathaniel or whatever his name is.” Isaiah turned to Sarah who was watching the exchange, she was glad she didn’t have to deal with the smelly, rude, white man stained with grime.

Alaia said, with an emphasis on ‘our’ while looking at Isaiah. I stopped myself from rolling my eyes. Reminding myself that she was entitled to feel this way and offer these ridiculous demands. Isaiah thought about it for a minute, not sure what to say. The firstborn son of the Alpha was indeed entitled to the position, but he’s the Alpha. He can change things if he wants.