Kaia Noelle Olusola Novels & Stories

He swallowed and looked away. “I apologize, Ms. Hart-” “Drop the formalities.” Noelle said sternly. “I'm getting married to your boss, the least you can do is treat me less like a stranger.” Khalid was silent for a little while before he nodded. “I apologize, Ms. Noelle.” Not total progress, but something. “Alright. Now, let's actually find a dress that works.” Turning, she reached out for another dress. But just as she was about to grab it, Khalid said.

I stroked her back gently, pressing soft kisses to her shoulder, her neck, her temple. Eventually, she lifted her head and looked at me, a soft, sated smile on her lips. “That was… perfect,” she whispered. I smiled, brushing a curl from her face. “You’re perfect.” We stayed tangled together for a few more minutes, enjoying the quiet intimacy. Then Noelle shifted slightly, her expression turning thoughtful. She traced a finger over my chest. “Can I ask you something?” “Anything.” She hesitated for a second, then asked softly, almost too casually, “Who’s Liana?”

Noelle was wearing a long black dress. Her hair fell loosely over her shoulders, the ends slightly curled. There was a gentle smile at the corners of her lips, and she looked incredibly serene. Liam must have said something to her because her smile deepened, and then she lifted her eyes to look at him. Her gaze shimmered, like a glimmering lake under the sun. Hendrix realized he had never seen her smile like that before. In his memories, Noelle had always been quiet and dull.

And I stand there. Wanting more. I go anyway. The gala is all polished glass and empty smiles. Cameras flash. Men in suits with their ties too tight. Women in heels so high they forget how to walk. Everyone pretending they like each other. And then I see her. Kaia. She’s not center stage. She’s on the sidelines. Watching. She’s wearing black. Simple. Clean. Not flashy. But there’s something dangerous in it. Like she knows she’s not here to impress anyone—she’s here to measure them.

As I raised the bottle to my lips for another swig, a booming voice spoke, startling me. “Listen up!” Keane shouted, getting to his feet, and an almost immediate silence fell over the crowd as though a flip had been switched. I glanced at Kasey, who chewed her lip anxiously, not looking at me. “Welcome, new intakes,” he continued, rubbing his hands together like a kid at Christmas. His eyes roamed the crowd, landing multiple times on me with a dangerous glint, but I tried to ignore it. “Blackwood Academy is our home here, and as most of you already know, we rule this school.”

Kaia screeched. “ How could you sleep with Owen knowing full well that I still love him? What kind of friend are you!” Noëlle punched the locker. “ Owen likes me, he never loved you. I saw how desperate you were over him and I talked him into being with you to make you happy, and now you have the guts to come threaten me for doing you a favor?” she asked. “ A favor? A favor you say?” Noëlle let out a dry laugh letting Kaia go.

he said. “Umm…It’s okay. My name is Ren” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. Saige giggled, “We’re wriends!” she exclaimed and pointed to the girl in the grass, “Dat is my sissy Kaia!” she told me. Kaia had the same dark hair as her mom and sister but she has hers free running over her shoulders. She’s sitting crisscross applesauce with her elbow on her knee and her chin in her hand as she reads. I wonder why she sits in the grass by herself. She doesn’t look mean. She actually looks…bored.

she hissed at him. "Yeah. Yeah. I know." he replied to her, his voice shaky. Noelle may be shown as a prideful, protective buddy, but he has a soft side. He hated hurting a woman's emotions. Owl and Yvonne remained silent, talking to themselves about the delicacy they had just tried. Meanwhile, Chaol raised an eyebrow, chiming in so that he wouldn't get out of place. "Of course, she wouldn't be a worthy maid if she didn't know the basics."

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Noelle watched as Kelly's face lost color once more and added with a hint of concern, "You sure you're okay, Ms. Anderson? You look pretty pale. It wouldn't be great to get sick on your first day, especially not for Collosus Group's image!" "You..." Kelly was taken aback. Noelle's way with words was unexpectedly sharp, totally not what her profile suggested. According to the gossip, Noelle was the Shaw family's doormat, and to top it off, her own sister had swooped in and snagged her boyfriend. She was supposed to be...