Michael Afton X Noah Novels & Stories

Michael stood up and shouted. Maria got startled and stood up as well as Michael cut the call and looked at her. "Mars, I got into the team." Michael shouted on top of his lungs and launched himself on her while hugging her, they both fell on the bed, Michael on top of her. Michael felt something very unimaginable at the moment. The full-frontal body contact led his mind to think something no one could imagine to happen in the school. ... Noah after taking permission from his coach went to the cafeteria to buy something for Michael. In the past few weeks, he felt that his relationship with his fellow classmates have gotten better so, he was just wanted to console him.

They both met in the center where Mile hugged his all grown up boy followed by Natt before they passed his hand to Noah. Noah turned to look at his Dad and Mom and kissed their cheeks before turning to hold the hand of the man he loved most. His would be husband. Benjamin Brian Lawson . He guided them to the stage where the Mayor of the city was standing along the priest. The kids stepped down to their dads waiting for their next call.

“Alright, Noah. You have my permission. Do it.” Noah stepped forward, his gaze locking with Otsana’s. She seemed to understand what was happening, and after a moment, she gave a small nod. “Go ahead,” she whispered, her voice weak but steady. Noah took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke. “I, Noah Ashford, Lycan King, reject you, Otsana Grey, as my mate.” The words hung in the air, heavy and final. Otsana winced slightly, her hand clutching her chest, but she didn’t cry. Instead, she looked up at Noah with a calm determination. “Thank you,” she said softly.

The instant she saw me open my eyes, tears slid down her cheeks as she pleaded, “Please don’t leave me, Noah.” A nurse nearby joked, “You have no idea how worried your girlfriend was. She stayed up all night crying by your side.” That was when I began to believe she truly loved me. That belief started to waver after her mushroom poisoning. And now, seeing that post, whatever trust remained had completely vanished. Michael had achieved his goal. In the comment section, every mutual friend I could see was offering congratulations. Timothy’s comment was especially jarring. [So the real boyfriend is finally back? That cuck Noah should get lost already.]

And now that Zoe was here, that lie was about to be exposed. Noah flipped through the pages. At some point, his fingers froze mid-air, eyes widening at the pages. “You have got to be kidding me!” He blurted out dramatically. “What the fuck is this?” He asked, staring at the script in disbelief. I didn't speak. I just patiently waited to hear him speak, even though I knew what the entire script was about. It was all about romance, and Noah would rather get involved romantically with others than ever do it with the one person he called his best friend. I understood him and I hate that I did.

His lips were pink and small. “Yeah, so, what about her, Jonah? She looks ugly and messy…” “Hey!” Amber interrupted as she glared at the girl who had spoken. “Watch your tone, Casey.” She warned as she approached them, while the girl rolled her eyes in anger. “I was just joking, jeez.” Casey replied, and walked away while Amber stared at her back. “Why are you staring at me?” She asked, although her eyes were still locked at Casey. “Nothing.” Jonah replied nervously and smiled before he too walked away, leaving Amber on her own.

She found herself leaning on her palm as she stared at him, the way he smiled showed off his white teeth, and the way his suit hugged his muscled body made her feel warm in so many places. Crystal flinched when he looked in her direction and the sharpness of his blue eyes made her internally swoon. Cyrus Noah, the nephew of the man she now called her husband. He was someone she had been so attracted to since the first they met at a family function. He was rich, a celebrity figure, a professional swimmer and many more— He was just an all rounder in Hollywood.

I took a breath, grabbed my jacket, and headed downstairs. The kitchen was a hub of "Victory" energy. Michael was at the counter, checking his watch, while Elena was packing a cooler. Noah was leaning against the fridge, dressed in his usual dark jeans and a blue sweater, looking every bit the star quarterback ready to be crowned king of the bonfire. "We’re going to be late if we don't…" Noah started, turning around as the sound of the rhythmic strike of my boots on the hardwood. The words died in his throat.

NOAH A chill that starts at the back of my head and runs down my entire body is all I get when Theo kisses me back. I’d pinch myself if I could at this exact moment. There’s no way this is actually happening. Because when it comes to Theodore Bennett, Captain of the Frosthaven Hockey team, I expect more resistance. I find myself tightening my muscles, ready for the man to push me the fuck away from him, and then pummel me for daring to put my lips on him, before removing my mask so he knows who I am.

Rafe's eyes locked on him, dark and unblinking, then flicked to Noah, who gripped his bottle tighter. “Power's out, rules are too,” Rafe said, leaning forward, elbows on knees. His knee nudged Eli's, then Noah's, claiming territory. “Tell me what you felt in the sauna.” Noah's breath hitched, but he met Rafe's gaze. “It was... intense.” Eli nodded, his cock stirring at the memory, the way Rafe's thumb had circled his thigh, promising more. Rafe's hand moved first, resting on Eli's knee, sliding up slowly, his palm rough against Eli’s smooth skin.