Asta X Noelle Fanfic Novels & Stories

“It’s the king of cocky assholes! The prince of heartbreak! The— the— the human version of gonorrhea!” Layla choked. “AURORA—” Jaxon’s jaw flexed, his eyes darkening. “You’re drunk.” “Noooo,” I hiccuped. “I’m ALLERGIC. To your face.” Layla was sweating. “Aurora, baby— stop— please— let's just get inside you bitch!” Jaxon stepped closer, voice low and dangerously calm. “Aurora. Give Layla a break. You can barely stand.”

"Don't you love me? If you don't, then why? Why have you always been so good to me?" "Because I promised your father," he stated, his voice deliberate and stern. "I have no romantic feelings for you. The only person I love is Cammy. Given the circumstances, it is best for you to be abroad." As he spoke, he took out his phone to begin the arrangements. With a sob of desperation, Chloe snatched a fruit knife from the hall table and raised it to her wrist. Jonathan moved faster, wrenching it from her grasp. The blade sliced deeply across his palm. She stared, horrified, as blood welled and dripped to the floor.

ANNALISE A dry scoff left my lips. "Dream on, I was thinking." His brows raised. "About what?" "The next problem," I said. He looked at me for a moment. Then, “If you say so.” He nodded slowly and looked right back at the paper. I picked up my pen. Knox had been reaching for it too and our fingers brushed against each other in the space that grew tense. My heart jumped. He didn't withdraw his hand, and neither did I as we both just stared at each other with our breaths growing quicker with each passing second.

and gave me one of the most intense orgasms of my life… Nova you’re rambling… But would she still believe Tyler left on his own? Would she still believe me? Lena and I might be best friends, but we are galaxies apart in how we think, live, and breathe. My hands find each other, nervous, pinching at my palm. “Novaaaa,” she groans, smacking her face with her hands. “Well, that just means we have more time to discuss things further.” Her smile is coy and suspiciously warm . “Things like?” I ask carefully.

I barley survived the one coming from a beta, how do i survive this one. “Hey!” I snapped out of it turning to the male figure that stood by my side. “Nova right?” I nod. He chuckles, “I’m Noah, Alpha Alexandra’s Beta” My mouth formed into an o shape, “I see, why aren’t you in there enjoying the party?” “I can say the saame for you” Touchè. I growled, he smirks. “You’re the Alpha’s new choosen mate” he blurts. My eyes widened, “Yeah! How do you?”

I begged. "Please Alexander," I said looking in to his eyes still moving on his lap. He flipped us over and attacked my lips once more kissing me like there was no tomorrow. He removed the silk robe that I had on which was also hiding the tank top and botty shorts that I was wearing underneath. Alexnder hissed out a 'fuck' when his eyed raked down my body. "What the hell am I going to do you and your gorgeous body, Noelle?" he said gripping my hips and kissing my neck hard enough to leave marks on it.

“So, what’s going on? I haven’t heard from you all day. And you barely discussed anything with me before leaving this morning. What’s going on, Noel, I’m kinda worried about you here.” Noelle swallowed a mouthful, before answering. “I’m sorry for worrying you. It’s just that, there’s a lot on my mind, and a lot, I have to tell you.” Elena raised an eyebrow. “Like what?” Noelle paused, taking a second to consider her words and then, she began. “Well, you know how you suggested I marry, Wallace Castellano and then, use him for revenge?” Elena nodded her head, visibly seeming interested. “Yes?”

"You duplicate the memories of someone and put it in someone else, so that the person thinks that he had lived that life." "In this case, my memories were put into Axel, which made him believe that he was my Ester's mate and my daughter,-" His eyes fell on the cold ones of his child. He wanted to read her mind but he had to stop himself. He had been messing with her for a long time now. His little girl needed the privacy to think right now. "-Noelle's, father." "Okay, that looks pretty fucked up to me." Noelle was not going to control her tongue. She was extremely mad right now. "But I can guess that that was not the part where you thought you fucked up. So..."

"A voracious fellow to dine upon the meals I created? That sounds very kind." "This Noelle, fellow..." Chaol chimes in. "How did you both meet?" Asty pondered a thought. "I cannot really remember, but I believe we've met when we were kids." "Interesting." the count bitterly pretended. "Tell me more." "Noelle is a very funny guy. He is very overprotective. Would you believe it that told me that he would chance a punch towards you if things went downhill in our side?" Chaol mocks a chuckle. "Ooh, he is the violent type, isn't he?"