Ishmael Novels & Stories

In English, the paragraph roughly translated too: 'Ions ago, a prophecy was written. A prophecy that would be the downfall of the three realms. Heaven, The realm of mortals, and Hell. The prophecy was known by very few immortal beings, an Angel by the name of Hebron saw the fate of a young boy who had not even been born yet. Hebron, along with his many other talents, was a seer. He could see what others couldn't through visions. A gift that was bestowed upon him when he was created. The Creator used this gift to benefit the realms, however, the gift couldn't assist with seeing Lucifer's rebellion before it took place.

He tried to get on to his feet, wincing in pain as he did so. Isabelle did not appear to be fazed by this new turn of events. Her face twisted into a sneer. “So, Oswald, do you want to show me what you’re made of?” David stepped inside. “What have you done to her?” “Isabelle has become a member of the Brethren!” Belinda was aware of movement behind her and she twisted round to see the bar emptying through the back door with the entrance of David Oswald. Isabelle seemed to notice this too and she laughed. “They might be scared of you, Oswald, but I’m not!”

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

I'm hardly concentrating on what is going on as I sit beside him. "You're related to Sinful," I whisper lowly as Micah fills another glass. "And you never told me." Asher stiffens, his hand tightening on mine. "I haven't told you a lot." Micah loudly fills the cups with ice. "You better start," I growl through gritted teeth. Asher is like Micah and Sinful. If Micah's information is correct, that means he is been created by the Moon, and is one of those Sins or Virtues. It's hardly something I can comprehend in my mind.

Almost down , he walked in. I stopped dead in my tracks , this man looked like a god ! This was the broadest shoulder I've seen , he is tall , fair tanned skin , forcefully lifting my eyes to his face , I got the best sight , his face was well structured , the nose was definitely pointed , then his lips , cherry pink . Isabella stop! I cleared my throat trying to find my voice , "hi , good evening , my name is isabella and this is my mother, I..." "Yes I know everything about you , who should be doing the introduction is myself"

It was very clear to her that everything was getting out of her control, including her two sons. She stepped into the creative department and everyone stood up with their heads bent as they greeted her. Clara also got up to greet and then she took a glimpse of Maria's face. Maria was a beautiful woman, in her 50s with a slim and youthful body structure, she was a replica of Philip in almost everything except the eyes. Maria had outstanding brown eyes while Philip had grey eyes. She didn't know much about Philip's family history, but she knew that Manuel wasn't Philip's biological father. It was a mystery that she didn't want to get into.

Natasha said “he comes from the older families of the renaissance, the House of Grimaldi, and it seems like he’s known Mancini for a long while; but Mr. Grimaldi has no ‘friends’ in terms of friendship. He has a son, he’s also a vampire, alongside a hybrid mate. The woman was initially a wolf and he shifted her when she neared what they would call his human age. His son was born a wolf and his father shifted him to a wolf on the time of the black death” “In other words, the plague” I said and she nodded. “Alright, we’ll see what we can find about Elijah. Let me know when Domenico arrives tonight, a simple message would be enough, and we’ll be here” I said, getting up from my seat. She nodded

“Tell me about the wolf.” Leah’s eyes widened, her mouth opened in shock. How did he know about Ray? Was her father spying on her? Her eyes narrowed and she gritted her teeth before letting out a deep breath. She wouldn’t lie to her father since he would find out the truth eventually anyway. “His name is Ray, and he is my mate.” Marcus’ eyes began to glow and his face flushed with anger. “So, you chose to be selfish instead of doing what is best for our clan?”

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

He looked at the two of us and raised a brow at his brother’s appearance. “You told her already?” he asked Cygnus. “I just introduced myself formally.” Cygnus replied. Izar nodded, and I gasped as scales also appeared on his body—and a tail, too. “Andromeda, my name is Izar Caleum Zephyroth, Second King of the City of Zahiva, Emperor of the Planet Szol. I am also your soulmate, and I will stake my claim on you, my bangwi soh...” he said seriously, even bowing, which I didn’t expect.