Skam Isak Novels & Stories

We were nothing more than a minuscule grain of sand in the vastness of space. Returning to my viewing chair, I recognize the odds are stacked against our survival, though Ingoran and Ashmor appear oddly complacent to the situation. Across from me at the central module, Ingoran, a man of indeterminable age, radiates stability as he gazes through the vision screens at the globular clusters of distant suns arching across a never-ending cosmos. To his left is Ashmor, a thousand years etched on his face. I can’t imagine how these two have been able to sit here day after day, year after year, and still be intrigued by the manifestations of calibrations that continually appear on the screens before

, Isak spoke to himself for the first time, " I go by the name Lunar. ", a deep chill, went down his spine, and Isak Emma, given the name Emnak took the cup. * * * * * * "For how long are we to wait Liam? ", Dante asked, it had been two days and Isak had not come through the same doors he walked in, he could not even feel his ki anymore, he was scared, not a lie. "We knew the consequences brother. ",

I would be beating myself up worse if I’d let it get that far and not realized it was unnatural. Then there’s Isak. Our interaction felt so genuine. There wasn’t anything unnatural about it, like with Aidan or him, like with Albert. He was sweet, helping me with all my books. And he’s attractive, I can’t deny that. Pamela can chase all the chunks she wants. I don’t need all the oversized muscles. Isak had that trimmed swimmer’s build that they all shared. He was a brunette like Albert and had a trimmed beard as well. Beyond being taller, his blue-gray eyes made him stand out.