My Landlord Noona Novels & Stories

Ronan burst out laughing exaggeratedly, as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. "Your name?" he mocked. "Landon, are you still dreaming?" He pulled a document from his pocket and waved it in front of me. It was a printed lease agreement. Clear black text across white paper. The landlord: Daphne Sinclair. The tenant: Ronan Ashford. "Read it carefully," Ronan said. He tapped the contract against my face, humiliation gleaming in his eyes. "Black and white. Right now, I'm the legal tenant here.

I said while lifting my hand with my four fingers in the air and the thumb down. I turned back to meet Blake's obsidian gaze, and immediately felt embarrassed at my previous childlike remarks. I had forgotten about his presence. "Oh, this is Blake, Noona, my new bodyguard" "Hi Blak… '' Noona stopped in her tracks as she set her eyes on him. Noona looked shocked, her mouth slightly ajar, she looked like she had seen a ghost, her eyes locked on him as she searched his face. "Um, Noona?" I was confused about the whole situation.

he stammered. “What’s wrong? I know you know where they live. Bring me there, right now,” he put the coat in his shoulder and stepped out of his office. Winona’s POV. It’s a busy Sunday. Winona asked his landlord if he has a job for her and luckily, he needs someone to clean one of his vacant apartments. He brought Mason with her and locked the apartment behind them. Marti can’t look after him because she has to run some errands. “I want you to remove all the dirt in this apartment by noon, Winona,” the landlord demanded.

Nola Graham commented. “Jeez really? I didn't even know that,” Lara said in disbelief. "What? .gossip with Helen Noel you say?” I asked Nola Graham to be sure. “That's right, Manager. I've heard that rumor before but the news hasn't spread too much,” Nola answered confidently. “Helen Noel, the wife of the owner of Noel Corp? That's great, it could be a huge scandal if that really happened!” commented Orlando grinning broadly. "You're right Orlando, I think Jason Morean is the right model for our project this time," I said firmly, thinking fast and so sure this time.

He continued, "Isabella likes the building on the east side. The sunlight is better there, and she thinks the white roses outside the window are beautiful. She'll be staying there. You and Leo need to move out." I could hardly believe what I was hearing. "You're saying that because she likes the sunlight and the roses in that house, I need to take our son and leave?" Aido frowned. "It's only temporary." "Temporary?" I let out a short laugh. "Aido, Leo and I have lived there for seven years. Now you want us to give up our home because another woman likes the sunlight and flowers, and you're telling me it's temporary?" He was silent for two seconds, his tone still calm. "I'll compensate you bo

Zaphir announces proudly from further down the table. Warmth spreads faintly through my chest. “Oh yes,” Madame Hannah says immediately. “I have never seen burns heal so quickly. Not even a scar remained afterward.” “That is our Luna,” Alex’s mother says with a proud smile. “Brilliant and exceptional.” “And she settled the territorial dispute between the Greyworm family and Hannibal,” Kira adds. “Without bloodshed. Do you know how impossible that was?” I blush softly beneath their praise. “The Moon Goddess deserves the credit, not me.”

Now nella became a normal person and walked towards the cabin. (Knock knock) “Please Come in!" Noah said with a loud voice as usual. Nella opened the door and went inside while locked the door from inside and threw her stuff on the sofa on the other side. And went close to Noah. “Wait!... You came Alone how? I mean how did you know that this is only my cabin?!" “Come on Mr. Clinton, I am not an Idiot. At the door a board is sticked to identify who's cabin it is. So, don't try to act too innocent"

She looked like the kind of woman who never had to raise her voice to destroy someone. My instinct was to shrink, to bow, to look away, but I couldn’t. I was frozen in her stare. Now I was grateful I was lying down because if I were standing, I might’ve actually dropped to my knees and confessed every sin I’ve ever committed. “Yes. She is Nova, and she’s my roommate,” Lena said in a non commital tone like she’s talking about something non significant. Something inside me stuttered. Roommate? Not best friend, not sister from another mother like she calls me at times, just roommate?.

“ Rue—no, please. Don’t do anything rash. Haven’s going to be Luna soon. She—” “She’s nothing,” I interrupted, voice sharp enough to slice through air. “A title doesn’t make a person untouchable.” Both of them exchanged wary glances. I could feel Maren’s doubt, her quiet disbelief—how could someone like me, who walked away from Aiden's cage, challenge the woman now sitting on its throne? I forced a calm smile, though it barely masked the anger simmering beneath. “You said Half Moon Property Management, didn’t you?” “Yes,” Maren answered carefully.

Their faces were pressed against the cold floor as their bodies shook violently. Several female werewolves who used to know me were trembling so hard their teeth chattered. “S-Selena… the Alliance’s strongest Alpha King, Lord Lucas, is your mate?” “The steward elder even performed a kneeling salute! And Leo called her his mom! She must be that mysterious Luna Queen everyone talks about, the one Lord Lucas treasures above all!” Gasps spread through the room again. I found the noise irritating, so I simply gave a faint smile.