It Hurts Isaac Novels & Stories

Isaac pov I woke up with a headache. My head is buzzing like something is continuously running inside my head. I shake my head and open my eyes. When my eyes meet the early morning sun, I observe the room in which I spent the best night of my adult life. Yes, although hangover is still looming over my head, I vividly remember myself floating in shores of pleasure. Ah, now I remember. I am here to attend Luna's ceremony. I arrived late, some random cliche of Alpha Gerad tried to seduce me, she made me drink liquor, I was knocked out, and I entered this room. All memories are flooding into my head thanks to my wolf. But why was he silent? Anyway, then she acted innocent, but I made her regret

Where all the time has gone, I have no idea. Once Isaiah stepped from the shower, no more than a white towel draped around his hips, it became clear the nature of his injuries. Those rebels fought back. It's clear by the large gash down his stomach, the slice across his jawline and a myriad of scratches littering his skin. “How did you do it?" Zire asks. He stands at the entrance of the bathroom, watching Elise cleaning blood from Isaiah's skin. “Kill them, I mean?” “They let me out of my binds to unlock the door, and I turned on them.” Isaiah almost sounds numb, as he examines himself coldly in the mirror, watching Elise. As much as I dislike her, she is adept with the medical equipment nee

It was so intense I nearly blacked out. Across from me, Isaac was suffering, too. His deception had created a twisted resonance with my real feelings. As the fake bond broke, the psychic backlash hit him hard. He dropped to one knee, clutching his head, letting out a guttural scream of pain. "Kira..." he sobbed, looking at me through a blur of tears and regret. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." Sorry? I forced a brutal smile through my own agony. Too late.

“Isaac” “Isaac” The voice keeps on calling me again, repeatedly. It is just like an echo that keeps on bouncing. I walk to find the voice who is calling me but I was surprised that I am no longer inside my apartment. I am in a forest and I heard different voices from different people and I can’t understand what they are saying. I heard a gunshot too that is why I got scared and hid in the tall grass to save myself from what was going on. I didn’t know what was happening but I could sense that it was not good. I heard the voices again and I saw them, they were looking for something. They are human-like but they are giants. Some of them have three eyes but most of them have seven faces and eac

"Victoria, do you really have feelings for Jeffrey? Can you—" "No!" I cut Harry off. His hands clenched the bedsheets, his throat bobbing as he struggled to swallow his emotions. "Why? Is it because of Jeffrey? He's nothing but an opportunist who took advantage of the situation!" I met his gaze, my voice sharp and unyielding. "Harry, where we are today has nothing to do with anyone else. Yes, you saved me this time, but that doesn't erase the damage you caused before. I'll never forgive you."

The door didn't creak open like in the movies. It slammed withfull force. I jumped back from Jace so fast I nearly took out a shelf of pool noodles, which, honestly, would've been a fitting way to die. Here lies Izel Brooks, killed by foam and shame.

his insult stabs deep, much more painful than any of the other inflictions I had received tonight. “Not when his daughter takes another jab at one of our own. Your little sister nonetheless,” Mato stands up against his Beta, disliking Isaac’s attitude as he shuffles away from his side in revolt, “-I’m really struggling to see where you're coming from right now, man. I’m trying, I am but, I seriously don’t get it.”

Isaacs POV// I wanted to go and talk to her, try to explain but before I could reach my door my phone buzzes. " Marcus my friend , long time no see. How do I get the honor of your call?" I ask , happy to hear from my friend. " Hello Isaacs, I'm sorry but this is not just a friendly call. We have huge problems here and I'm really sorry but I need you and your guys, like right now" he says with a sad voice. He sounds stressed and tired.

Author's p.o.v Ishaan's small body collapsed on the ground with a thud sound. His abdomen is bleeding continuously. Ishaan groaned in pain. He started crying and said looking at Anirudh, " Papa....it's hurting". Saying that Ishaan lost his consciousness. Anirudh fell on his knees and touched Ishaan's abdomen. Anirudh is already crying and his both hands are now covered with Ishaan's blood.

Because of the scar, I felt so guilty that I cried. However, Isaac gently wiped my tears away and chuckled indifferently, saying, "It's fine. It's just a scar. I'm still as handsome as ever." My tears fell even harder as I asked, "Does it hurt?" Isaac panicked at the sight of my continued crying. "It doesn't hurt. I'm not in any pain at all! Please don't cry, okay? Please stop. My heart hurts to see you cry…"