Novel & Cerita Noa Olivar

She approached the orchid flower which was pitch black with a purplish white center. "That's a black orchid, it's on my branch that I cover to make it more humid." Nay is already beside Lia. "Noe, where is the person you are looking for?" I asked Noe who was playing with bugs like a child. "I don't know," she answered simply, glancing at me. "I also can't detect his presence," said Nia who was beside me. "Hahaha on not having a plan." Noa made a tower out of ice then pulled me up with her ice.

Olive groaned. "Darci, you play yourself down," she said. "If I were you, I would take the chance." "Well, why don't you do that with Nora?" I snapped back. "I saw you look at her with that creepy observant eyes of yours. Nora's a good player, isn't she?" "Darci, you're decent at baseball," Olive said. "But you're poor in the wordsmith department. Nora isn't good. She's sublime, incomparable, breathtaking, and graceful. Any woman who can play baseball like Nora is, in my opinion, a goddess."

Olivia wanted to look back, to wave her goodbyes at Logan and thank him another million times, but she had to restrain herself from doing anything foolish. If Noah would notice how close she became with Logan, even as friends, there was no saying what he could do. Noah Black was an unpredictable man with far more power than he deserved. Noah was on Olivia’s heels as they left the building and approached the car that would take them back to the place she had barely escaped. Once they sat inside and the doors closed, Olivia made sure she sat as far from Noah as possible, already dreading the things that might happen later on. The Elder was right, Noah owned her, and now, he had the right to do

I laughed at that. "Sorry about Olivia, she gets a little carried away about beautiful people," Noah apologized. So I guess he had an idea of what his girlfriend does. "Oh then wait till you meet Aaliyah," I relaxed, feeling a bit comfortable around her, Olivia.

“That’s exactly what I’m afraid of. I like it here-“ A knock at the door interrupts my sentence. Cian and I exchange glances, and I can see the wariness in his eyes. I somehow doubt he wants to deal with any of the girls who live in this building. “Hey Abella, it’s Noah. I heard you came over earlier, and I just wanted to come and apologise for not being in at the time. Maybe we can talk about what you came over for,” the Alpha says through the door. I panic, immediately jumping up to grab the papers on my desk. Cian watches me fluster, as I quickly shove them under my pillow. “Give me a second,” I call out to Noah, before I concentrate on Cian, lowering my voice right down to a whisper. “Yo

Olivia wanted to win the competition for his father. Olivia went to school without anyone noticing what she was going through. When asked why she was absent for the last few days, she would say it was due to a personal emergency. Olivia was an excellent actress. She told me not to tell our friends about his father's death, but Nova knew because Olivia's brother on her father's side is Nova's bodyguard slash driver. Yes, it was Kobe.

“I'll do it. And, anyway, I know that we didn't end well, and that Olivia doesn't like you. But... If you need help...” “Right, right. We're going to miss the bus that's coming. Bye, Noah!” Maddie said while signaling for the bus to stop. Noah watched as Lina left. Olivia saw Noah returning to the university and questioned him. “No, I was just taking a break. But I'm back, love,” he said and gave her a quick, dry peck on the lips. “We may go now.” Olivia knew he was lying, but she would worry about that later. She was hungry and still needed to go to the salon to get her hair done.

"He's tried torturing information out of them with no success before. Why would he attempt this?" I narrowed my eyes in thought. "Maybe he overestimated his own capabilities?" Ollie suggested. "Martinez is an intelligent man and this is so clearly destined to fail and poorly planned. Something doesn't fit right," Blair said. "You have a point," I said. "And it does seem a little indiscrete and obvious. Not usually his style, is it?" "The motherfucker is sending us on a wild goose chase," Ollie said thumping the table. "Then what's his actual plan?" I asked gravely.

Eight years later. “I swear I’m going to kill him!” Nova’s voice echoes through the living room, startling both Noah and me out of our quiet moment on the couch. One-month-old Liam is asleep against Noah’s chest while I’m trying to finish folding tiny baby clothes that somehow never seem to end no matter how many loads of laundry I do, while our fourth-born, Oliver, is on the floor sprawled on the floor coloring. He’s six, and I swear nothing fazes him. Not even the drama that’s always seemed attached to Nova’s name.

She remained motionless, her eyes darting between Oliver and me. "I apologize if I caused any inconvenience, hope I didn't interrupt anything?" Oliver asked while cracking a grin. I did not respond to his inquiry but instead asked him for another one. "Why are you even in this place?" I interrogated while maintaining an air of condescension. Oliver's grin remained intact as he abruptly turned to face Isla, ignoring both my previous inquiry and the one I immediately followed it with. "Hello beautiful one, I'm Oliver Noah. It's a pleasure to meet you." He said while extending his hand to shake hands with her. I was able to see the shock on Isla's face when she spotted Oliver's hand, but she ma