Noah Ibu Novels & Stories

Gio smiled even bigger. Noah had told Gio about Roni getting off the pill and that he might be a dad soon. This was no surprise. As much as Noah, who was an orphan, had always put up a front about not caring that he had no family and that his friends were his family, Gio knew having a family of his own was huge for him. Noah had been almost giddy when he told Gio about it. As young as Noah was, Gio had no doubt he was mature enough and could more than handle fatherhood.

As he stood in the living room with Rhodes, the rest of the Carnell’s family sat on the couches, and for a while, no one said a word. Then Mr. Carnell darted his gaze off Noah and eyed Rhodes, asking, “And you are?” “He’s my father. Unfortunately, my mother could not be here. She is back at home, in the countryside.” Noah cut in, and the fact that he did cuased Mr. Carnell’s face scrunch into a grimace in disapproval.

It was clear that Noah had gotten his height from the maternal side and facial features from the paternal. “Noah,” she said, ignoring me like I was just a whiff of air. Not that I cared. I just wanted to get out of there. “Who is this woman and what is she doing in your car? I was hoping that Carla was lying.” I composed myself as Noah climbed out of the car. He walked around it to the other side. “Hello mum and dad,” he said while I got out. “This lovely lady is my girlfriend, Lena. Lena, I’m sure you’ve guessed who these horrible people are.”

There was no way you could drop the ball because you didn’t have a partner to pick up the slack. I wondered if I’d have been more of a pushover if it weren’t for my army background. I strongly suspected that I would have. “Jaime’s mommy bought the cookies when she came to school to speak to us,” Noah said, breaking through my thoughts. “Oh? What did she speak to you about?” “Her job,” Noah replied. “She’s a…a…pet healer.” “A veterinarian,” I smiled. “Yeah that,” he nodded. “But I can’t say that word.”

Mawar asked, looking puzzled at her grandson’s behavior. “You could say this is his form of revenge.” Nathan, who had been focused on his meal, immediately lifted his head to look at Elizabeth. “What kind of revenge?” Mawar asked. “Noah feels neglected, and he missed me very much,” Elizabeth said with a smile while looking at baby Noah, who was now three times more clingy than usual. “Is that really so, Noah?” Hermawan asked. “I’m sorry, Noah. Mommy had to go to campus. Mommy is a college student now, and Mommy already told you that, didn’t she?” she said while smiling at Noah.

I fell in love with a little lady with green eyes the moment I laid my eyes on her. On my fourth day in Ivaris, Noah's brother-in-law dropped off a crying little girl at his grandparents' place. She was holding a doll and combing its hair with her fingers even when crying. "I want to go back to papa!" "We go through this every time Noah goes back to the palace. She will get over it in a minute." Granny dismissed the little girl. "Noah has a daughter?" "Yes, he never told you?" "No. Er... All he told me about was the windmill his other grandpa owned."

There was a moment of silence before the first response came, which everyone had actually expected. Noah, the youngest, who was known as a bit of a playboy, bobbed his head contentedly. He grinned and mentioned he was in love with the daughter of the president of Suriname, a beautiful Hindu girl with broad hips and big brown eyes. “I want her to come over in a few weeks so you all can meet her and advise me,” Noah said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. A burst of laughter erupted around the table. This was the fifth girl Noah had brought home, and each time he changed his mind as soon as they left. He always had a different argument for why they weren’t suitable to be his long-term girlfr

Jaclyn Rae As I helped Ivonne prepare dinner, I found out one of the best weapons to tame Noah. Noah is not good with alcohol so he's not a drinker and he only can drink one small shot of it. He can't even handle wine or champagne because his body rejects alcohol and it will make him go drunk as soon as he takes one big sip. Noah was talking to his dad about medical things since his whole family is a doctor. His parents are actually the head doctors of their hospitals so they often move from state to state to manage the hospital.

She looked content, perhaps even proud, with her visibly pregnant belly pressing against her dress—a living proof of her fertility. Liora didn’t know why she kept watching her for so long. She wasn’t even sure if she wanted to be a mother. Or maybe she once did, but life had reminded her too often that such hope was out of reach. And Noah. Noah looked far happier than the last time they had met. His smile was wide, his shoulders relaxed, and he seemed to be thoroughly enjoying his role as the head of a family. But in between it all, he turned—searching—and finally, their eyes met.

"I… what?" The words barely came out. Ava sighed theatrically. “Honestly, must I spell everything out? I’m having a baby.” Nora swallowed. "...hum, I mean, we’re not exactly close enough to be exchanging bodily updates but… um, congratulations, I guess?" she muttered, baffled. "Though, I really don’t see how that’s…" "The father is Noah." The room titled. Nora pushed back from her chair, standing too fast. “What did you just say?”