Barbara X Noelle Novels & Stories

There was still a part of me that was hoping Noah wasn't really dead and we could be together again… Pathetic, desperate. Call me whatever you want, but yeah, I am going to find out the truth. I'm going to find Noah… Barbara stared at me for a few seconds until she released a sad sigh. "When Noah was still alive, was he also fond of the same flavor of cake as Trey?" With honesty, I nodded. "Yeah."

"You don't get it. Do you know how long I practiced just to ask him? And it's not like Alpha Marcus dances at every party…" "Sober up, Mads. I'm sure my big brother will notice you if you stop by the house more often," Noelle's voice cut in playfully as she strolled over with Marceline. "Hi, Dee. Hi, Maddie," Marceline greeted warmly as they joined them at the bar. "Hey, Marce," Dana replied, then narrowed her eyes at Noelle. "You." Noelle smirked as she hopped onto the stool. "Miss me already, bug?" She grabbed a half bottle of beer from the bartender.

The woman who had just arrived was Barbara Shelton, an old friend of Nicko’s in college. Barbara had a crush on Nicko, but stopped approaching him because she knew that the boy she liked was poor. Barbara had tried to approach him again during the IT expert meeting. They all thought that Nicko had an affinity for the Lloyds, and at his brother’s request, he tried to seduce Nicko back.

The three of them chatted warmly, while Noelle stayed silent. Winona suddenly turned to her. "Elle, why aren't you saying anything? Do you have a problem with me? I know we had misunderstandings in college, but I hope we can be best friends now that you're marrying Chester." She lifted her glass and smirked at Noelle. Noelle didn't move for a long moment or even look at her. She suddenly clutched the front of her blouse as her breath came in gasps. Angry red hives spread across her forearm, forming a shocking and raw sight. She fumbled for her bag.

It took them exactly 20 minutes from start to finish. They must have practiced extensively to achieve such precise timing. As Regina got dressed, Jared reached out and pulled her into his arms. Flirtatiously, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Miss me already, Mr. Hampton?" Unfazed, he picked up a lacy piece of underwear and tossed it at her face. "Stop leaving things around. You're taking too long—Vanessa will be back soon." Regina's smile froze. She harrumphed. "Yeah, yeah. How could I possibly compare to Ms. Geis, hmm?

“I’ve made enough mistakes to recognize when someone is doing things right. You’re doing things right.” For a moment neither of us spoke. The old awkwardness that used to sit between us was gone. In its place was something lighter. Respect, maybe. Or simply the relief of no longer being enemies. Noelle’s eyes suddenly flicked past my shoulder. A small, mischievous smile tugged at her mouth. She stepped a little closer and lowered her voice. “Don’t look now,” she said, “but that hot man by the bar has been eyeing you for a while.”

Jonathan glanced at my handbag and the white shopping bag in my hand, his gaze lingering. "I saw a small pink box earlier," he said. "What was that?" "You must have been mistaken," I replied, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear as I searched for a way to decline his sudden push for the marriage license. Before I could form a response, his phone rang sharply, the caller ID flashing through the car's speaker. It was Chloe, her voice tight with panic. "Uncle Jon, I think someone's following me!"

"Alright, Mr. Reid Alonzo Manhannah is the luckiest man tonight; as you know, the man needs to put the garter on the woman's left leg. This is a tradition we can't miss, where is the fun in that, right? The crowd said yes—no shit Sherlock. I glimpsed at Gio, wanting him to stop this nonsense, but he just stood there nodding at me, giving me a hint that it's okay. I found myself sitting down, and Reid came to bow to me; he held out my left leg, slightly swinging my dress to expose it; he gave me the most intimate look I have ever seen, his eyes full of desire, fire. As he put the garter on me, I immediately felt so hot, reddening my cheek. "This is me, Marking what's mine Cara Mia, and your m

She was tired and stressed, and her encounter with Adrian Black was still fresh, so, the last thing she wanted was to discuss things with her best friend, but, there was no getting around this. “Can I…can we have this, after a nice, hot shower and some food?” Elena stared at her, her expression hard and calculating, and for a few seconds, she was silent. However, eventually, her shoulders dropped and a sigh escaped her. “Fine, but after that, you’re telling me everything.” “Yes ma’am.” Noelle offered a smile, then, without another word, headed towards her room. She wasted no time in stripping out of her clothes, and the moment her back hit the warm water, her eyes closed.

Bethany came up behind her and guided her away from Dennis and into the lunch bar. "Bethany no, I don't want to-" "Don't resist this Lace, Brangelina just broke up." "That doesn't have anything to do with me." "We need to believe there's a little bit of hope left for us." They were already in front of the other three girls. "That doesn't make sense. And you know it."