Cody X Noah Novels & Stories

They rapped the door repeatedly, excited to see what was happening inside Noah’s suite. A bodyguard opened the door, and when they entered, they were surprised at the scene unfolding between them. Noah and Wyoming, held several pieces of playing cards in their hands, wearing tenacious expressions, but looked funny. Their faces are equally covered with paint marks. Checking the bed, Cayden saw that a lipstick tube lay beside Noah and knew what had happened. “You seem to be enjoying yourself. Would you like us to leave you two to your play and come back later?” Cayden said, interrupting their game while his hand made a gesture pointing to the direction of the door.

“Oh well, look who's taking a break. I'm surprised you have the energy to sit outside after such a long shift last night, Sinclair.” Isla frowned, looking between Noah and me. Noah smirked, taking slow steps closer to our bench while shoving his hands into his coat pockets. “You must have seen the photos too. Right, Isla? Your boyfriend gave a fantastic performance at our party last night. He carries a tray quite well for a hockey captain. But then again, underdogs should really stick to cleaning up after the elite. It suits them much better.” My barely audible gasp rushed past my lips. “Shut your fucking mouth!” I roared as I shoved Isla's hand away, jumped off the bench, and charged at Noa

“You bought it yourself.” “Why did it follow us here?” I laughed. “Enjoy the consequences.” Jesse finally stood up. “Noah, come on,” he said. “Let’s go for a night swim.” Noah immediately dropped the drumsticks and ran after him. The house suddenly fell quiet again. Cade walked over and sat beside me on the couch. His arm wrapped around me naturally as we listened to the distant sounds of Noah and Jesse outside. For a while neither of us spoke. Then Cade broke the silence.

Once he recovered, he tried again, looking for a second chance mate, and then gave up when it seemed like it would never happen. And now, here he is, his mate in the flesh. Only now, Noah has grown up and is no longer that little boy. Not only that, Noah is almost the same age as Aiden. Noah is 18, and Aiden is 21. He supposed they'd end up having a relationship closer to that of Brothers rather than Son and Dad. Movement from the corner of his eye brings Thaddeus's attention to Marcus and Xander standing side by side. Xander pushed Marcus, and Marcus pushed him back. They went back and forth a few times until Marcus shoved him as hard as he could, sending Xander flying sideways.

I’m putting the rubbish bag in the can by the steps when I hear my name through two doors and a wall. It’s Noah talking. "Can I ask you something that you’re probably going to think is none of my business?" "You can ask. Whether I answer depends on what it is." "You’re being very careful about keeping physical distance between you and Cody since that night the witch tried to have him kill Dax. We all saw what you were like that night, and now you seem to be doing the opposite. Like touching him is going to set off a terrible chain of events. He’s not blind, he notices every time."

“Yes. The baby Silas stole was Shayla.” “You’re my…” I couldn’t force the words out. Suddenly, I was very conscious of Nox’s eyes on my face. Sensing this, he stood from the bed. “I’m going to step out so you two can talk.” He leaned forward and pressed his lips to my forehead. Some of the tension faded from my shoulders. “Call if you need me, alright?” The door clicked shut. Silence had my ears ringing. Shayla continued to stare down at her shoes and something about the submissive gesture had my blood boiling.

Brushing past, I go to stand in front of Noah, but Cian grabs my arm. “Don’t go near him, you don’t know what he has planned for you,” Cian says lowly, even though he knows Noah can hear him just fine. Glancing at Noah, I see a frown settle between his brows. Looking between them, I realise they have had a conversation that I haven’t heard yet, that is clearly a point of contention between them. Noah’s voice is steady. “Cian, now is not the time, okay?” “What’s not the time? What am I missing here?” I question, motioning for one of them to explain themselves. Noah’s gaze is trained persistently on Cian, eyes slightly narrowed, challenging the immortal to utter a word about this secret they a

This wasn't about fitness; this was a display of dominance. "Let’s see who hits the dirt first," Noah spat. The group activity vanished. It became a duel. The pack circled around them as they dropped into position. "One... two... three..." The count rose. By eight hundred, both men were slick with sweat, their muscles bunching and straining under the firelight. "Eight hundred and one..." "Noah, take some water," I whispered, kneeling beside him. Noah pushed himself up with one hand, taking the flask I offered and drinking deeply, his eyes never leaving Cole.

“That can’t be true. I thought she would be waiting for her mate. Noah seems peacefully calm, hardly touched by this information. Were it me, knowing my own mate chose someone else, I would be heartbroken, as confused and offended as Cian seems to be. “She doesn’t know about us, and that’s how it’s going to stay,” Noah tells him, his tone firm, not wavering in its intensity. I can almost feel the defeat in Cian, as if his aggression and ego deflates in the moment. There’s a stare off, hazel on green.

Cody roared and I was not sure from what, does he feel infidelity pain now ? Wax come up and pushed Brandon off of steven, Cody went after Brandon and they started fighting again wax informed me we were surrounded by wolfs and they looked like mountain wolfs. We both know who they work for, we had no way out. Brandon was losing against Cody so he run out side. Cody was about to go out there when wax stopped him. Wax- coco Steven needs you! Xander- guy's his eyes are flicking can you see that? Cody- ah baby!.. can you hear me ?