Noah From The Next Step Novels & Stories

Last night. After changing into red lace lingerie, she brushed her long blonde hair and admired herself in the mirror. She always felt confident in her curvy body, and she knew how many times her body had attracted men and women, which made her so sure that it would work on Cyrus. With a wink at her reflection, she stepped out of the bathroom and into the room. "Hello, Mr. Noah," she said in a sultry voice, and watched as James' jaw slackened at the sight of her. She ran her hands from her thigh to her chest, then she cupped her breasts. "Do you like what you see?"

Judging from his watch on the wrist, he was more like the same social status as Noah. However, I was a little bit sick of this. Their faces around me showed too many lewd expressions, making me very uncomfortable. “I know what you're thinking,Jo. I'm not one of them.”Noah was afraid that I might get the wrong idea about him, so he hurried to explain. “Oh. No need for that. I have no right to interfere your decision. I'm nothing to you.”At the moment, the Logo of Hugo enterprise displayed on the big screen behind the host. The whole Noah Hugo was shown in front of me. I suddenly recognized how different we were.

I sat in front of the vanity table, my phone propped up, playing a makeup tutorial video from YouTube. The door swung open and Noah entered looking sweaty and exhausted. He stopped in his tracks and I froze with my concealer in hand. Noah had told me he would be coming back late because he was going into the human world to deal with some business and he had not even been sure he would come home that night. What the fuck happened.

“When?” “Friday. We leave in the morning. We’ll go as a family. I’ll text you everything.” “I’ll find my way to the place.” There was a pause. “Your stepbrother made the bookings. We’ll see you Friday.” The line went dead. Isabel stared at the phone long after the call ended, her thumb hovering over the screen like it might ring again. Her father’s words echoed inside her like a dull throb: “Vivian really wants this. Your stepbrother made the bookings—we’ll see you Friday.”

Why would he notice me now? I showed up at this party posing as a girl from a school in the next district. Wentworth was a high school just like ours only it was in the next county, and the girls were known for gate-crashing parties all over the area. No one even blinked when I told them the lie, and though I'd worried when I was pulled into the spin the bottle game with Evan, he didn't have a clue we knew each other, nor should he.

"Whatever happens tonight, remember that. You already won this, weeks ago. Tonight's just everyone else finding out." I stepped out onto the terrace as the sun began its long, gold descent over the garden, and found Noah waiting at the bottom of the steps in a black suit that fit him like a promise, and the look on his face when he saw me stopped every rehearsed thought I'd been carrying about how to walk, how to hold myself, how to arrive like a woman who belonged in this life instead of one still learning its rules. He didn't say anything for a long moment. Just looked, the way he had at the gala weeks ago, except deeper now, more certain, less like a man cataloging an unexpected reaction

His breath left him, and he pressed himself against the wall, trying to disappear into the shadows. The footsteps stopped just outside, and the doorknob made noise. The sound sent a slam of fear through him, his small hands gripping the blanket beneath him. The door creaked open,and a figure stepped inside, their face obscured by a mask. The figure didn't speak at first,simply standing there , their presence obscured by a mask. Noah stared, his wide eyes brimming with tears . “ W.. Where is my mummy” he finally managed to stammer , his voice trembling. The figure didn't answer. Instead they set a tray on the floor, inside the tray was a slice of bread and a small bottle water.

Her anger echoed in the stern inquiry, momentarily surprising Noah. Noah, with a sinister laugh, responded, "Wow! That's called Luna attitude. You learn things quickly, Delilah. But wait! You also have a habit of believing things quickly, which is not good. Like see, you believed a person like me. You believed Noah. No, you believed Aaron, Stephen's stepbrother." His laughter echoed horribly, unsettling Nathan, who began to cry. Delilah, attempting to soothe her son, patted his back, all while grappling with the revelation and the chilling laughter that seemed to hold more ominous secrets than she could fathom.

"Let them stay." Everyone froze. Sienna looked up. Noah stood at the top of the staircase. He looked terrible. Like he'd been through war. Eyes red and swollen. Hair messy. Clothes wrinkled. Like he'd slept in them. Or hadn't slept at all. Eleanor turned. "Noah, you don't owe them anything." But Noah ignored her. Started walking down the stairs. Each step felt like forever. When he reached the bottom, his eyes found Sienna's.

with her… She tilted her head back to look at him. “They both know you are going to stay with us.. Why didn’t you tell me?” she complained. “Wait a minute” Aiden intervened. “Is this because of Noah?” he asked, staring at Kayden who was clueless who Noah was. “Because you don’t have to worry about that guy, I am enough to tackle him” Kayden glanced at his wife. “Who is Noah?” Eleanor rolled her eyes. She forgot to mention anything about that incident. “Noah, he is a famous TV star and even the male lead of my web series”