Noah Cast Novels & Stories

“This screams funeral.” “Perfect,” August chirps. "Let's make sure he doesn't ask you out again." Noah stays true to his word and he arrives ten minutes to the set time. He has on a simple black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to reveal his slightly muscular arms, and beige slacks. His hair is combed neatly to the back and I think it's fair to say he looks... charming. "Hi," he greets with a sheepish grin when I pull the door open.

“ We need a counter action, send a team out to investigate into this…There’s a fucking killer on the loose… “ he instructed, watching the men in the room nod their heads. There was a solemn silence in the room before Reagan spoke, “ I’ve been trying to reach out to Noah all day but it’s not going through” he said. Lumiére snapped his head at Reagan, and then at Arin who had gone pale. Noah was in the North Sanctuary, no where near the city, right?. “ he’s in the North…” Arin muttered. “No, he’s not…I called Hector this morning…Noah left two weeks ago. He’s in the city, probably the University,” Reagan informed the group.

The sun dappled through the leaves, casting moving patterns of light and shadow on their faces. Noah opened his eyes and watched the light play over his wife and children. He wasn't Noah Nobody. He wasn't a fraud. He was Noah West. Father. Husband. Brother. Survivor. And that was the only truth that mattered.

A dad, a mom, and two kids building sandcastles. Noah parked and stepped out. He gestured for her to follow. Emma hesitated, frozen with some invisible internal argument. She stepped out. Noah’s eyes raked over her again, and he let out a low whistle. “Wow.” She glared at him, though it was half-hearted. “Stop looking at me like that.” “Like what? Like I want to eat you?” Her cheeks went crimson. They walked side by side in silence, their feet sinking into the cool sand.

I walked up to her and fell to the ground as I rolled on it with my crocodile tears still pouring down as I continued begging. Sometimes, I wonder how I'm able to let out so many tears from my eyes freely. It just rolled so easily but I was glad it had some use, except that I now know that I should've ended my tears a long time ago... "Throw them out and make sure they don't return here. They should not be seen anywhere around this vicinity nor close to my wife again, Understood?" Noah commanded the three hefty men who just stormed into the party, cladded in dark green uniforms with sunshades.

"I thought you would've chosen Mean Girls instead." I chuckled, and shrugged my shoulders. "Well Channing Tatum and Dave Franco are in these movies. They're amazingly hot!" A deep growl rumbled through his chest and that caused me to laugh hysterically. "You're cute when you get jealous." I pinched his cheeks but he pulled away. "Okay, love birds. The movie is starting. So shut up!" Daniel yelled towards us. Aaron didn't take that lightly because he tried to get up but I pulled him down.

My heart was pounding, not because I was weak, but because for once, I didn’t bottle it in. Then: “Hey, you must be Darla.” I turned, and there he was. The new actor. Tall. Effortlessly poised. Dressed in black like he walked out of a billionaire’s daydream. His gaze held mine without flinching, without pretending. Like he already knew I was more than they warned him about. “I’m Noah Kade,” he said, flashing a slow, easy smile that didn’t feel fake. “Looks like we’ll be working together.”

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

Let's see how it goes. Other Side_ [Clinton's Mansion] In a huge room a very good looking handsome man was in his night suit sitting on a chair near his study table. Working on his laptop with full attention. Exactly this is only Noah Clinton, a very famous personality. But , the problem is his full mansion was filled with workers and maids. And so Noah lives alone in his huge mansion. As he was working on his laptop, a phone rang! Noah picked up the call while still he didn't leave his typing work on the laptop.

he instructed before ending the call. With a sheepish grin, I returned the phone to my bag. In that moment, it suddenly seemed ridiculous that I endured months of agony when a straightforward conversation could have cleared up all the misunderstandings. How incredibly foolish I've been! "Cassandra !" I raised my gaze, and there stood Noah , positioned amidst the bouncers, exuding a charm that surpassed my recollections. His appeal was heightened by his attire—a sleek black Balmain T-shirt, accompanied by black jeans and pristine white Yeezy sneakers. It's no wonder any rational woman with a pulse wouldn't wish to be his girlfriend. Even more so, why wouldn't any woman desire to be the mother