Noah Ibu Novels & Stories

The world tilted, just slightly. She was sitting on the far bench, a scarf pulled high around her face, sunglasses covering her eyes. Still, I knew her, I’d studied her picture for years, in the one photo Noah kept in the hallway, the one he’d said was the only image he had of her before she died giving birth to him. Noah’s mother, “Vivienne Bennett”. This isn’t Estelle Bennett, this is Noah's real mom, Estelle Bennett is Noah’s stepmother who is Desmond's mother.

After all, Jamie has grown older and he wasn’t exactly cooperating with his sister when she tried to change his diaper! On the other hand, Lorian was only several months old. So, he didn’t cry when she did it. Zoe looked at both of them and asked Noah, “Where’s his mother, Noah?” Noah was stunned. He said, “She’s resting up in Nihonburg. I’ll fly her back to Brookesville once she’s doing better.” Zoe might not have remembered anything, but she could tell something was unusual with him. With that said, she didn’t push for information.

Seeing Jay and the others, Noah was taken aback for a moment before grinning and saying, "You’re here. My mother's illness has just improved. I was just thinking about informing you one of these days." Jay was a little startled. Did this Noah actually mistake them for the ones before? It seemed that those before them had not revealed their true faces! Jay left the mistake as is. He nodded and said, "Can you take us to meet the old lady?" Noah stretched out his hand. "Please." Several people moved into the old lady's bedroom. Noah began talking about his mother to them, "My mother is nearly 80 years old. While she has some dementia, her eyes and ears are pretty good."

Because Noah was the youngest child in the family, he had been spoilt since young and was a bit of an arrogant, spoiled brat. In the whole family, he only feared and listened to George. Surprisingly, today, he had to keep quiet in front of Anna. The Old Madam only wanted to say one thing. "Serves you right! Don't you know that if you provoke Anna, you won't have a good ending!" She even advised Anna, "Anna, when you start going to the school, if you have anything, just find Noah. He's a bit of a bully, he might be lacking in other talents, but he is such a bully that no one dares to provoke him."

He doesn't like to talk about it. His father had nine companies and one charity foundation. His mom is a fashion designer, model for Versace and has her own modeling company name Black life. Noah is a boxer and apparently has a fight on Tuesday night. Cool, cause on Friday they will have a football match. "Sorry, but where is your mom?" Mrs Katherine ask. My bone weakend. Not about this, I'm gonna cry. Silence. "She's dead" my dad said and I felt the tears building up inside of me. "She was coming back from a trip to Miami and she had her car crashed with a truck" he said and I raised my head up to see Noah looking at me.

, she said, pacing around the room. Noah felt affronted. What kind of mother would starve their baby? It was a testament to her own character. He never knew what a mother should act like before he met the moon goddess. He didn't know a mother was supposed to care for her young. He didn't know a mother was meant to love and protect her young. "You never listened to your father", she said, walking up to him. 'Maybe because he's a murderer, ever thought about that?', he said in his mind. Honestly he was contemplating losing both hands to get out of this monologue.

it screamed. "Is that you Brenda? You inherited your father's rejuvenation! Oh my God. You've got it so wrong hon. I'm Dagon's baby momma and Noah married some psycho named Anna that's crazier than the both of us," I said firmly and Brenda was huffing and low growling as she processed the words I told her.

"But Daddy… Theodore's mom is really nice. She never gets mad when he doesn't win." Eugene's gaze narrowed, a flicker of something cold and sharp flashing through. "So, your mom's been pressuring you to win, hasn't she?" Noah stiffened instantly, his whole body going tense. He shook his head hard. "No, she never made me be first. She's a good mother, just like Theodore's." The moment Penelope stepped inside and heard the name "Theodore", she tensed. She marched straight over to Noah. "That's enough. It's late. Time for bed."

she asked him, her anger growing with every passing second. Ronan eyed her coolly and deliberately ignored the hatred he saw in her eyes, "I am Noah's father. And for that reason, I have the right to know about him." "Father?" Isabella asked, and laughed derisively, " You have the audacity to call yourself Noah's father. Since you are his father then where the hell have you been all this time uh? Where were you the first time he rolled in my tummy? Or when he was born prematurely and could barely have food enter his body? Where the hell were you when I couldn't afford his baby formula and had to feed him with inferior milk? I can't always be with him because of work and he is always alone, a

Emma shook her head. "But maybe she is." Noah stared at her. "My father died when I was twelve." "And your mother?" "She died two years later." Emma grabbed his hand. "Noah, did you ever have a sister?" He laughed softly. "No." Then stopped. His smile faded. Actually… His mother used to mention a baby. A little girl. Someone she cried about. But every time he asked, she changed the subject. His blood ran cold. "No." Emma looked at him. "What?"