Novels by Noor

Danielle The way I took my shoes off was out of this world. My ankles were practically killing me, and so were my cheeks. Heavens knew how Melanie managed to pretend for that long. There was no way that she genuinely smiled at all those people. My heels were in my hand as I got to my room, throwing them somewhere, and plopping down on the bed. I had barely gotten to put my hair down when I heard a knock at the door. “Come in,” I said, and the door was slowly pushed open. One of the maids came into the room, with her hands in front of her. There was a small smile on her face, and I forced myself back to a sitting position. “Do you want something?” I asked, and she shook her head. “Elder Carter has called for you,” she said calmly, and I licked my lips, holding myself back from rolling my eyes. I didn't even care. I was back home, away from those judging eyes. That was what mattered. “I'll be right there,” I said, and she nodded, walking away. I took a deep breath, rubbing

ColeYvette was losing her mind as she helped me wipe my shirt in front of the mirror in the bathroom, but I was barely listening to her.There was something about that lady. Melanie Carter. I already loved the way her name rolled off my tongue.Another thing. She wasn't beneath me. She was above me. More reasons for me to want her. To chase after her.“I'm sure we can talk to Mr. Carter by ourselves,” Yvette said, finally gaining my attention.“Do you have the connection we need to get to him? Melanie is the only way.” I tried not to sound harsh, but there was no way to hide the truth. “When it comes to the business, I don't need to remind you about how useless you are.”The business was losing investors again. I had yet another bright idea that was going to blow minds. I just needed a primary investor. And the Carters were my ticket to greatness.She frowned, maintaining eye contact with me for a while before she went back to wiping. “Why are you calling her name like you're old tim

DanielleMy whole body shook with rage as I watched the both of them. I felt my nails digging into my palm, and the tears stung my eyes. I was remembering everything that I had tried to push to the back of my head the whole time. Wounds were being ripped open, and it felt like my insides were being twisted inside out. Yvette's eyes landed on me, and she quickly pulled Cole closer like she was marking her territory. I wanted to laugh and tell her that he was going to cheat on her, just the way he did to me. I wanted to walk up to Cole and ask him how long the both of them had been at it. At the back of my head, I could see Ellie's face. Move. I managed to push myself inside, still feeling Cole's eyes on my back. As I walked in, I took in the slightly flashy decor. The creme de la creme of the society stood around in coal suits and expensive gowns. I didn't want to be there, but I still had to prove to my grandfather that Melanie was the perfect person for the family. My fingers we

Danielle“And why can't she?” My grandfather asked. My mother cleared her throat. It was the first time that I had seen her look intimidated. My father immediately spoke up. “Dad, I believe she's not ready for this. Kayla and I can go.”My grandther scoffed. He looked over at my mom. “Is that right, Kayla?” He asked. “Your perfect little daughter can't attend a simple event. And yet, she's expected to rule a whole company where she will have meeting with board members and investors that are ready to chew her raw.”His voice dripped of sarcasm. I gritted my teeth, stopping my mom from talking any more. She had been the most protective person I had so far. The least I could do for her was stop this man from talking down on her. He was obviously the most powerful person in the room. “She just got back from the hospital. She should be resting,” Jayden said, taking a step forward. I noticed how the old man's face softened. He definitely had his favorites. “You should be going, but you

DanielleI blinked as the cameras flashed continuously. Jayden was by my side. That was enough to make me smile. “One more question!” Another journalist practically screamed, and I gave him a small nod. “You survived a ghastly accident like that. Do you think your parents would have changed their minds about handing the company over to you?”I gave him a small smile. “Why don't we leave that as a mystery? For now, I'm just glad I survived.”There was no way I was going to make the same mistakes again. That was my mantra ever since I woke up on that hospital bed. I was yet to trust my new family wholely. Outsiders were out of the question. It was already a week since I had been with the Carters. Well, my family. I was still used to calling them that. To keep up the profile, I even had to do a quick research about Melanie Carter. I didn't know what to think about what I saw. She was a spoilt brat. That much was very clear from the late club nights that she continuously posted. For h

DanielleOne year later. My hands were the first things to twitch. My eyes were barely open, but I still managed to move my limbs. It was almost like someone was continuously slamming a frying pan on my head. But that wasn't even important. I was alive. And that was what mattered. The smell of antiseptic hit my nose immediately. My eyes flew open, taking in the white sheets that covered me up to my torso. I was in a hospital somehow. There was a man seated at my feet, and he was staring at the television. I cleared my throat. The way he jumped to his feet almost made me laugh. “Melanie!” He screamed, leaning down to hug me. I frowned immediately. I was Danielle. I couldn't have forgotten my own name. And who gave him the right to hug me like that? I opened my mouth to complain, but the words wouldn't leave my throat. As he pulled away from the hug, I saw the tears in his eyes. “Where am I?” I asked weakly. “The hospital,” he said calmly. I could almost feel the fondness behin