My Landlord Noona นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Knox screamed, spit flying out of his mouth, hitting in her face. “Yes Alpha?” Mick came stumbling in. “Get me someone she cares about now? Does she have children?” Knox screamed. “Ok..um..who is she?” Mick said, confused, he had been busy sampling the wine cellar. “The Luna of Cross River you fool.” Knox snapped. “What is going on?” Ronan asked, walking in at the strange dinner. “The Luna here is refusing to answer my questions so I want someone who she cares about. Child, Children, something that’s going to hurt.” Knox said, snatching Nora by the hair again.

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"

After leaving the bar, Kayson said, “Where do you live? I shall send you home.” Noella answered, “I bought a house here.” Kayson was rendered speechless. “Just a way of life for the rich to have a house everywhere they go.” Just like how Christine still had spacious residences to live in at any moment after losing the Roselle Lodge. That was the life of a rich person… Noella rolled her eyes at him. “You make it sound like you’re poor.” As she was speaking, an idea came to her, and she asked, “How about you? Where do you live?”

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.

Bile gathered in my stomach as I understood the meaning of that shameless look. “Son of a bitch!” Noah hissed, obviously getting a hint, too. The older man ignored him. Smirking, he said again. “You might be a castaway, but you’re not that bad looking for…” He continued speaking, but I already tuned him out. Liam was behind this. That was the only logical explanation because the landlord wasn’t doing this because Noah had refused to pay rent. No. I was well aware that Noah had paid him a two-year commission.

I turned around and saw a punk with blond hair and a sleazy air all over him swaggering over. "I'm the landlord. You were looking for me?" He squinted his eyes and sized me up from head to toe. "Where's Mr. Lawson?" I frowned. My apartment had always been managed by Mr. Lawson from the agency, and he had been very responsible. "Looks like you've done your homework and know my uncle's surname," he said smugly. "I'll be honest with you, my uncle's on a business trip. This place is my turf now!"