Noah Cyrus Young & Sad Novels & Stories

"I've heard a lot about you." He stared at Zoe and then back at me."I hope it's just the good stuff." Zoe and I laughed. "How's Tristan doing?Is he condition stable now?"I asked,curiously. Noah coughed and suddenly looked seriously. "He…em…he…I don't know how to tell you this." Why does he suddenly look sad? I glanced at Zoe who just then suppressed her lips in a tight line. What was going on? Did Tristan die? I…this was a great loss for him family.

They had never expected Noah to be so moody on his birthday. "Hey, buddy, what's wrong?" Diego asked, concern etched on his face. Noah shrugged, letting out a deep sigh. His jaw was clenched and his face grim. "I don't feel like celebrating”, he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Freya shot Diego with a worried glance before turning to Noah, ready to speak. Her expression turned sympathetic, and she had a clue why Noah acted that way. He was definitely feeling the heat of the court battles, the scandals, the losses and tragedy caused by Desmond.

Sometimes, it made the young Noah question his existence—whether he was adopted or abducted at the auction. "....." Even if the young Noah thought of that, Cameron was really not provoking him. Not just because Cameron really thought so, as she was very confused as to why the young Noah suddenly lashed out at her, but because the transparent Noah, who witnessed Cameron being silent, quiet, without any energy at all, and quite melancholy, thought that what he had learned in the past might be just a misunderstanding.

She exclaimed. She was miserable, crying a river out of anger. Noah was innocent—he was always innocent from all of this. He only wanted freedom and a real love that he didn't find from his own father, but this is all that he gets—death. "My Larisa," Gabe's mother uttered while crying as she was also hurt by watching Larisa scream all her rage and sorrows. The people who were there were also focused on her. Everything happened so fast. In just a blink of an eye, Noah was killed.

“You guys. Nancy raised me. Do you know how many birthdays you missed because you had some work dinner? I kept getting degree upon degree, yet you guys are still not in any of my graduation photos. I don't want to bring a kid into this world to traumatize them.” The dining room grew cold, and the faces of his parents turned pale, and without raising his head, Noah mumbled, “I am thirty now. I have learned to work through that issue. But I see myself in you, father, and I don't want to live through the trauma of watching my child go through the feeling of disappointment that I had to endure.” Tears started rolling down Mrs. Stark’s cheeks, and her sobbing echoed throughout the room. “Noah,”

This cousin of his was unbelievably annoying. “I have a girl, all right?” he blurted out. "Whoa, whoa! Everybody, hey, listen. Listen!" Noah heard Cade shouting. "Turn off the music! Turn it off!" Noah rubbed his forehead again as the room fell silent. Now, everyone was looking at him. He felt like he had just revealed he was an alien from another galaxy. "Did I hear that right? You have a girlfriend now?" Yohan asked, eyes wide, as if he’d rather believe Noah was Hitler reincarnated.

Mario asked, genuinely curious. Noah hesitated, the words catching in her throat before she forced them out. “He died,” she said bluntly, her voice emotionless, as though saying it flatly would make the pain hurt less. “He stepped too hard on the gas.” Mario’s face fell, and a wave of awkwardness settled over him. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice soft with genuine sympathy. Noah nodded, her eyes distant. She didn’t need or want pity. She just didn't want a conversation about her dad. The quiet stretched out once more, only broken by the low hum of the car’s engine.

Noah POV'S Name; Freya Salvador Date of birth: May 26, 19xx Age: 21 years old Parents: Both dead Level of education: College dropout I smirked after reading the file brought to me about the lady I met at the club the other day. So her name's Freya? It's way more pleasant to the ears than that of Mabel. "She seems to be lacking family members?" I asked Ryan, my private investigator and I saw him nod

His voice was deep and it meant it wasn't going to suit my ears. "What is it Asher?"I balanced my chin on my palm and asked him. "Noah committed suicide in the jail last night."He sighed deeply. "Wh-what?"Shock was an understatement for me but I didn't feel pain for loosing once a best friend. "Hey are you fine?"He stroked my hairs.Worry filled his beautiful grey eyes.

cried the little girl Loathefiya on the lady arms, who was stroking her back and whispered in a decent voice, “It’s alright…..shoo…..its alright my dear….” “I MISS MAMA AND PAPA……WAAAA!!! I MISS THEM” cried the girl aloud. The driver’s seat opened and Kayle stepped out shutting the door. He stood there in regards as his ears could hear the cry of Loathefiya and his heart poured in blood of regards by the sadness. He gazed up at the night sky and whispered inwards, “It’s so cruel….its so cruel for such a little child…….” he sighed speaking, “what type of world we are in….strange?”