Noah Ibu Novels & Stories

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?”

Naomi shouted angrily, "Brother Noah, are you crazy? What are you talking about? Mum raised him, without a mum, would he be able to live until now?" "He's already paid quite a lot for our family these past few years!" "So, we just let our mum die?"

Weeks later, Noah seeks a way to get out of his unfortunate situation. He often drowns himself in alcohol and sometimes at work, but fortunately, Isabel has not returned to work there. The absence of the only woman he has loved starts to reflect in the behavior of his little son, Liam. No matter how much he tries to make him understand that his mother won’t come back, it has only triggered a rebellious and controversial attitude in the child. The nannies have not worked out, as they all quit after just a few days, claiming the boy is quite mischievous or has tried to escape. The worst part for Noah is that he cannot neglect his business, as it means losses for him.

I say, practically all in one beat. Exhausted, I slump back against my pillow again. I’m saying all this, but it is hard to accept. But I’ve lived my entire life not having the best relationship with myparents. “Stace and I have been trying to find your birth parents, but so far we haven’t been successful,” Noah says grimly. I let that settle over me, like cold water drenching every pore of my body. “I have no doubt they loved you. We will find them, don’t worry.”