Ff13 Noel Novels & Stories

Something about it seemed a little bit - off. "There aren't any people," Shelby said. "It doesn't seem right. You can hear voices, see food and clothes and all kinds of stuff, but there isn't a single person, not anywhere." Noel nodded, looking over at Shelby, which was far more interesting than looking at the display. She was a tiny little thing, not more than five-one or five-two, with reddish blonde hair, freckles and a warm, friendly smile. He'd first spotted her at last year's Christmas party and had frankly been avoiding her ever since. Something about her was just too damn appealing and it was bad form for the owner's son to be drooling over the employees. Standing this close to her,

“We couldn’t let our girls fight alone. It wasn’t right.” Raw pain flooded the mate-bond so quickly that I slapped a hand over my chest and gasped. A broken sob carried by the wind reached my ears, causing my stomach to twist so brutally that I nearly gagged. I spun around, my eyes landing on Nox’s back through the crowd. He was knelt on the ground, hunched over the unmistakable form of a human body. “Lilac…” Nox whispered my name as though it were a plea to the goddess herself.

"In our house. In front of Elias." "I know." "Elias did the signal. The ear. He still tried to warn me, even with Adrian standing right in front of him. He is five years old, Noelle. He should not have anything to warn me about." "No," she agreed. "He should not." She did not tell me it was going to be fine. That was the thing about Noelle. A lesser friend would have crammed the silence full of promises neither of us could keep. Instead she stayed on that cold floor with me until the worst of it passed, saying nothing at all.

"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.

“I promise, Lydia, once we return to my pack, I’ll help uncover everything. Just give me time.” Lydia stared at him, unsure if she could trust him again. “Lydia? Are you there?” a voice called from outside. Knox nodded at her. “I’ll be waiting,” he said, picked up his bag, and opened the door. Thalia stood there. Knox smiled at her. Lydia swore she saw pain—longing—on his face before he quickly hid it and walked away. Thalia stepped in. “Hi,” she said, hugging Lydia. Her scent was heavily marked by Harold. Lydia’s gaze dropped to her neck—two pale crescent lines. A mate mark.

I noticed Noel's tensed figure but before I could ask anything Tiago was fast enough to notice and ask before me. "What's wrong, Noel? You don't look on good terms ever since you've come back." Tiago asked and I intently looked at Noe. Did something happen? "Brother...even though sister is a human...." He paused and gulped his juice. "Yes, so?" Tiago asked. "She is still mated with someone," Noel said and Tiago raised his brows in surprise. "Just like our mother, do you know who your mate is? How did you manage to meet him?" Tiago asked me.

he asked, a hint of concern in his voice. Riella nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm fine, Nathan. Don't worry about me. Just be careful out there." Nathan gave her a reassuring smile before opening the door and stepping out. He was immediately greeted by a group of soldiers who were waiting for him. They all saluted him as he walked past them, their swords glinting in the moonlight. Noelle stepped into her castle and jerked at the sight of the white figure again. It was becoming a common occurrence and she was starting to worry. The figure stood in the corner of her room, its presence eerie and unsettling.

So I was already expecting them to pass by, but I forgot to notify the men at the border. I saw the first car stop where my men were supposed to check on them. I saw the car window roll down, so I signaled for my men to let them pass by before turning around to face Nicolo and his companions again. I was about to tell Nicolo that they should go home when my eyes were drawn to Noelle. She was frozen in her spot, her eyes dilating and her mouth slightly parted as she sniffed the air. She looked like someone who just smelled her mate, but instead of excitement, I saw fear flitting in her eyes.

His razor-sharp claws can tear the enemy flesh into pieces, not minding the sturdiness of its target, treating all of them the same. "I see that you needed help." Noel said in an arrogant but reassuring tone. His appearance in the battlefield can greatly increase the human's power. Especially that they're now on the brink of defeat. Like death itself, collating the enemies on sight, Noel's new fearsome power has surpassed all the odds as he put end on almost every enemy in the north. However, that didn't continue when the queen ant brought out his wings and flew towards Noel in an instant using her weapons – daggers.

The scene collapsed into pandemonium, and some of the fangirls were even tussling because of that. Frank stood in the distance, shocked. If Kat became a star someday, with fanboys chanting like that… He felt a chill down his spine and decided once again to kill the idea in its crib. Getting to a quiet place, he called Noel. "Hello." Noel's voice was languid, seemingly having just gotten out of bed. "Where are you, Ms. York?" "Me?" Noel was at a loss but soon came to her senses and giggled. "I'm in Riverton."