Noah Riley Booktok Novels & Stories

“Take off your hoodie and let Riley sit in your lap for the next three rounds.” Noah didn’t hesitate. He grabbed the hem and pulled the hoodie off in one smooth motion, leaving him in a fitted white tee that clung just right. Riley’s eyes lit up. “Gladly,” she said, crawling across the circle and settling sideways across his thighs. Noah’s hands automatically went to her waist to steady her, thumbs brushing the strip of skin where her crop top ended. “Comfy?” he asked quietly. “Very,” she whispered back, grinning.

“Find… Noah…” Riley gave a low chuckle and stepped back toward the door with glinting eyes. “Run all you want, girl. You may be next.”

"Everything is alright." Noah stirred on his bed after a refreshing sleep. He slept for a long time and only woke up the following day. The book he was reading the previous day lay on his bed in a sorry state. He had slept on top of it and the pages were now rumpled. He took it and straightened it. He had a special interest in the book. It was a mystery and detective book. He still had it in his mind to investigate his sister and also find Emily. He will never give up on these two things. The book helped him to think far and wide on various ways to unravel mysteries and catch criminals. The cool water from the shower hit his body just the way he wanted it, calming his nerves. His father was

“ I have already started. I know it has only been a few days. I have stopped drinking. I shower daily again. I gave up the bunnies. I even have been looking at houses so when I finally win you Lilly we will have a place to call home. I want to find one with a big kitchen because I know you like to cook. A nice backyard where we can have barbecues. And enough extra rooms for the future. If you want to have kids. And even enough space we could add a studio for you. I saw you up on stage. Wow. You lit up the room and I’m not talking about the spotlights either. It was all you. And that guitar battle you did. It was crazy good. You had that crowd eating out of the palm of your hand. Men wanted t

" I'm not." " For real? What the fuck." " You complain too much." He said and smirked. " Chill , don't freak out. That's your job , always freaking out." Aiden said. I huffed loudly and ignored him. " What about Zoe ?" I asked. " She's in New Orleans." " Shut up. I mean your baby." I said. " Riley, I don't have a baby. She's not pregnant for me." " Oh wow. So those accusations were false?" I asked.

The second piece was just the same as the first, but adding more detail and background after they viewed their mistakes in the first. "Taking both of these." Ren rolled them up. "I take it as an illustration of your old home?" Two gave him a sad nod. "Hmm, ok. Come along now." Ren pulled the book to him and started to read as they walked. They made it out of the courtyard when Zero and Three ran up. "Can we come as well, Master?" Zero asked. Three just looked on excitied.

Riley, her assistant, teased as Kayla glared at her. “Work remains work mrs Riley, and I would appreciate if you would stick around to it” Riley grinned as she looked Kayla over. " I'm sure something steamy happened, you can't even hide your blush”Riley muttered under her breath entering the meeting venue. Noah West came just in time before Kayla would enter the meeting venue,he smiled when he saw her interacting with her assistant. “She's one free soul,”he said before going over. A few metres away from her,he bumped into someone.

This was something he had always noticed in class and here again, Elliott could see through him. Elliott read him like a book. He could tell Noah wasn’t reckless. Which meant he was desperate. For what? Money? Attention? He wanted to know. He wanted to stay back and find out but he knew leverage when he saw it and knew when to use it. So, he left without acknowledgement. Right now, silence was more powerful than confrontation. *************************************************** The lecture hall felt smaller than usual. Noah sat quietly on the second row with his hood over his head and eyes buried into the book he hadn’t turned in several minutes. The words on the book read, Philosophy of Des

She pulled on a fresh binder and a baggy gray hoodie before she even opened the door. When she stepped back into the room, the air was thick. Jax was lying on his back, a playbook held above his face. He didn't look at her, but she felt his attention shift. "Took you long enough," he said. He tossed the playbook onto the floor and sat up. Riley didn't look at him. She went straight to her bag and started digging for her phone. "The water was cold."

"You arrogant little—" Tristan raised a single hand, stopping Chloe instantly. He leaned forward, his cold, European eyes narrowing as he stared down the table at Noah, his silver pen pointing directly at Noah's chest. "Calm yourself, Chloe. Let the boy play his game. He thinks because he has Vance Sterling’s checkbook behind him, he can sit at our table and dictate terms."