Noah Iris Novels & Stories

she lifts her head and gazes into my eyes and a huge smile spreads across her face. “Come on hot stuff I need to check in with Zane about the vamp and get an early night, you have that shopping spree with Rae and Luna ceremony.” I take off my shirt and give it to Iris to put on since I ripped yet another dress, stealing little nips and kisses as she does up the buttons. We head in to the house me shirtless and Iris looking like she’s been dragged through a hedge backwards. We pass a couple of my warriors as we head in they snigger knowingly at us and Iris just rolls her eyes and heads straight upstairs

“She texted the address and then we had Jason bring us here. “So, you two lied to Iris?” I ask, my brows pulling down a little. “We did bring the gifts, so we didn’t lie about that,” Nova adds, with a cute shrug and innocent look. Damn, how can I even be mad when she’s looking at me like that? How does Noah even handle them? I would give in every single time they give me those puppy eyes. Nova pulls back, her little hands gripping mine. “Can we come in? Please?” Her eyes shine with a mix of excitement and the faintest flicker of worry, like she’s afraid I’ll turn her away.

“And this is my fiancée, Rose Maury.” Iris’s eyes swept down over Rose. While the woman’s gaze wasn’t directly mean, Rose could feel how she seized her figure, staring at her body as though emphasizing her flaws. Rose raised her brows. It was hard to dismiss such attitude when Iris didn’t hide her sharp gaze. “And my name is Nico Hacouver. Iris’s brother,” spoke the man who stood behind Iris. As Iris was the person who always had the limelight on herself, her brother was quite the opposite. With his body that appeared more frail, he enjoyed introducing himself after Iris who was younger than him. “Lady Catherine, Lord Salem, I am glad that your family is finally reunited.”

Now before you begin, Iris, I want you to take your clothes off please. After placing the harness and dildo on the counter beside her, and blushing a deep shade of red, Iris pulled off her t-shirt and unclasped her bra, revealing a very pretty little set of titties, with very hard nipples and dark areolas. When she appeared to be hesitant to go any further, as she stood there half-naked attempting to cover her breasts with one arm, Elias gently coaxed her on. "Now the pants and panties, Iris."

ISABELLA The door swings open without warning. I jerk so hard I nearly fall off the bed. Noah stands there, one foot still in the hallway, balancing a large wooden tray in his hands. Steam curls up from small bowls and plates. There’s grilled shrimp glazed in something golden, sliced mango and dragon fruit, flatbread folded beside a dish of creamy sauce, and something that smells citrusy and spicy all at once. He blinks at me. I blink at him. Slowly, a grin pulls at his mouth. “Should I be concerned that you look like you just got caught burying a body?”

With her fiery gaze and unwavering demeanor, she brought a certain order to my chaotic world. Iris, the embodiment of grace and strength, stepped into the room, and an unconscious softening of my gaze betrayed the profound affection that welled within me. "Lorenzo," she uttered, her voice a soothing melody cutting through the discordant notes of my ruminations. Her eyes, the hue of regal purple, held a mysterious depth, mirroring the vast garden of Iris flowers that flourished just outside our bungalow. Those eyes, a reflection of nature's beauty, captivated me in a way that defied articulation. As she approached, the lavender tones of her attire complemented the delicate flush of her cheeks

Iris found herself holding a fancy golden card that a pretty little girl of possibly ten had randomly given her. It read, 'Noon, today, East wing gates. Wear something comfortable. Don't be late!' '~Only Yours, Dom.' And that is how Iris found herself wearing a lovely light green flowy silk dress with palm trees printed on it, a low-cut neckline, and off-shoulder bows. She matched a pair of comfortable green sandals that complemented her sea-green nail polish. She wore tear-drop earrings and tied her hair in a loose comfortable braid that barely made it to her shoulders because of the new haircut she had had before her engagement. She stood waiting before twelve sharp at the assigned gate pr

Noah turned around and exclaimed loudly to cover up his emotions, "Wow! I melt. Please hold me." "Nice play. Let's go," Isabella said and opened the back door to place her wings and mask, which she decided to put on later after reaching college. Noah looked at her side face with a soft gaze, carrying affection. In the morning, he told her about his liking, which she found odd. But she didn't know a person could be a goddess just by tying her hair and wearing minimal makeup. Her rosy lips with the mole were like art drawn by a master of the art.

he praised Iris with his seductive voice, making her blush. Noah sat awkwardly between them and dared not say anything to break the spell. “Okay, wrap it up, Noah. Send the finalized draft to Iris’ store before lunchtime because she has another agenda. You can send the document to Sheila because she will pick it up and give it to Iris,” he rose from the seat. Signalling the prenup talk was already finished and concluded. “Have fun with Sheila today, alright? Let me know if you need anything,” he kissed Iris and demanded access to explore her sweet lips before finally stopping and letting her woman go back to start and open her store.