Noah Riley Booktok Novels & Stories

Today felt like a driving day. The moment I stepped out of my car, after parking in front of the library, I immediately regretted leaving my apartment. Several students turned toward me. Some whispered. Others openly took pictures. Wonderful. "I didn't take you for the flashy type, Riley." I turned toward the familiar voice. Noah. He stood beside a row of parked cars, hands tucked into his jacket pockets and amusement dancing in his eyes. "Well, I'm a lot of things. You just don't know it."

I didn’t want him to die for his stupid gambling addiction. “I’ll be right back!” Noah announced, rushing to the washroom. “Don’t run!” I said, watching him disappear inside. I sighed and shook my head. Sean’s hand closed around mine, his eyes piercing as he asked, “Is everything okay, Princess?” You can know more about my book and bonus content through mahimistry d o t c o m <3 I G : authormahimistry

Briana POV I went to my desk to pull out three large books and handed them to Noah. Without a word, he accepted them. I watched while he opened the book at the top and was silent, seemingly engrossed with its contents. “It’s the children’s baby book. From birth up to their birthday last year.” I informed him. He nodded absent-mindedly. His eyes never left the page as he scanned it. It seemed like he was lost in what he was seeing and had forgotten about me, but I didn’t mind.

Not a human and not a shifter, she would be a mole in the middle with no side to call home. With every passing thought, she felt more miserable. It ached and there was no way out of the hurt, not even when she tried to read a fairytale book with Noah. ‘Noah,’ she recalled and turned to her bedside. Noah sat comfortably in the devan by her bed, hugging his knees close to his chest with one hand as the other held open the book. Ophelia could see the bright grin on his face and she noticed how he was trying to hold it back.

She paused and looked at him. “If you feel safe with him go ahead, but then remember where you come from and don't get too involved. Else it might consume you”. She said. Noah sat in silence, Riley’s words weighing heavier than the smoke hanging above their booth. She squeezed his hand across the table. “Just don’t confuse desire for destiny.” The grip lingered, and Noah felt the warning sink into his chest like stone. The night pressed against the tinted glass of the black town car, rain streaking in silver trails down the window.

Heart a ruin of everything he thought he knew. NOTE : HOW NOAH FOUND OUT ABOUT SIENNA AND LANDON IS AT CHAPTER 45

Noah let out a light chuckle, then turned back to me. “Your secret weapon?" “Yeah, it’s her diary.” I said like I was trying to convince him. “Your secret weapon is a stupid book?” “It’s a diary.” “Like I said, a stupid book?” I rolled my eyes, then began to read the diary. “The only thing you would be seeing is rants, gossip and probably a wishlist of things she wants.” Noah said as he started the car and began to drive home.

Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books. One by one Trisha returned all the books she'd picked. When she was beginning to get tired and unmotivated, the corner of her eyes perceived a strange book on a shelf not too far from where she was. Its spines were tattered and appeared like spiky wires beneath the poor lighting.

Noah now looks at me with a smile and some bewilderment. He doesn’t ask anything but puts his arms up so I can take off his shirt all the way. With one move the shirt is on the ground and I grab him back in my arms and start to kiss him. He put his arms right back around me and now lower around my bottom. A soft growl is now escaping his mouth and I smile. My body does this to him and it makes me even more horny, before realizing I have his round bottom in my hand and I squeeze a little in them. Then everything goes a little faster. Noah lets me go and he grabs my panties and with one jerk they got ripped of my body. I’m now fully naked in front of him and I didn’t care anymore. I just want

And yet, as she and Jaxon crossed the fence line, her body remembered the path by instinct—like an old scar that still throbbed in the rain. Jaxon walked beside her without speaking, for once knowing better than to fill the silence with questions. The sun was beginning to sink behind the city skyline, spilling long shadows across the train yard like fingers reaching backward. “This is where we used to come,” Riley murmured. “When we needed to disappear. Noah and I… we weren’t like the others. He couldn’t shift properly. Always said his wolf was broken.” Jaxon glanced at her. “That why you protected him?”