Noah Riley Booktok Novels & Stories

"Maliyah,I breathed.How…you…how…I was so flabbergasted.Someone pulled me off her and I realized it was Timothy."Noah read aloud. "Oh my God,they met again."Zoe cooed. "Finally,his suffering will be over but I have a feeling that she's going to pretend not to know him." "She better not." Noah was leaning against the headboard on the bed with Zoe between his legs as he read to her one of the romance books she had just bought.

RILEY “Riley ended up here because of you. Was making her lose her unborn child and memory not enough for you? Why do you keep hurting her again and again?” Leah’s angry voice rang. “What the heck is she talking about?” “You got it wrong, Leah. I know it was my fault in the past, but this time, I really didn't do anything,” I heard Nathan say. “Well, everything happening now was triggered by your fucked up past mistakes. Your mistakes cost my sister her unborn child and her memory for Christ's sake, Nathan, just leave Riley alone. You've already made her suffer too much. Will you only leave her when she becomes a corpse?” Leah yelled

she pressed, arching a brow. "People who don't know they're worthy of being saved," I murmured, my gaze drifting back to the window. She snorted, shaking her head. "Sounds like a short book." Through the glass, I watched Riley emerge from the apartment building, Lily's small hand clasped in hers. They walked to the bus stop, Riley checking her phone constantly, jaw tight. She'd been job hunting online, but her employment history was a minefield thanks to James Morrison's blacklisting.

“Lord… if you are listening… just one man like this. Just one. I don’t even need a full Zayden…just 10%. 5% sef.” I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. She narrowed her eyes. “But there’s more. I can FEEL it.” I sighed, cheeks warming. “He told me his heart… only beats like that for me.” Elsie froze like her soul left her body. “…Rielle.” “Yes?” “I need to visit Noir IMMEDIATELY,” she said, grabbing her purse with determination. “Maybe I’ll find MY OWN hot, romantic, sex-addicted, possessive CEO before midnight. They must be distributing them there.”

"What a day to witness the downfall of Vivianne. She's always so full of herself." My nails dug into the floor, my jaw tightening, chest burning with rage. Fuck! Then suddenly, their loud noises slowly faded into silence, each head turning back as loud footsteps echoed behind them. I blinked. What's that? Bailey gasped, covering her mouth the moment she turned her head back. “Noah?” Her voice cracked. I blinked. Noah? “What's going on here?” My breath caught as his voice tore through the heavy silence. Sharp, firm, and demanding.

Casey’s POV I was totally helpless, and now I had to listen to Noah’s baseless anger. “I just went to the bookstore and…” It was so hard to explain. My tears weren’t just from the fear of being harassed by a stranger; they were also from the heartbreak of breaking up with Anthony. Noah stared at me, seemingly annoyed by my stupid actions. How was I supposed to know this town was in such a bad state? That biker gangs were a terror? I never thought any of that would happen to me.

Thank you," I said. "She gave me a rough outline of what you like and what you don't. What are your favourites and how much do you love reading?" he said. "And also, she asked me to hand over that pouch. She said it belongs to you," Noah said. I will open that when I get back to my room. I pulled out the second book in the series, A Court of Mist and Fury. My favourite in the series I opened it and took a whiff of the pages. The nostalgia and all my highlighted points are mostly about Rhys.

Monica turned her phone to me and I leaned closer to where she was on her bed. On a social media app, Noah was sitting in his room, reading passages from my novel. These passages were about a human girl main character who sent gifts to her werewolf lover. After every passage, Liam would grin at the camera and pan it to the exact same gift that I had given him. “That bastard,” I said, shooting up from the ground. I yanked the door open. “Where are you going?” Monica asked, surprise all over her face. “I’m going to go find Noah.”

Just: the direction is clear and the work is real and the people doing it are the right people and the next thing is already beginning. Always the next thing. Always beginning. Riley was quiet for most of the first hour of the drive. Not processing-quiet — something closer to the quiet she had the morning after the bond completion, the quality of someone who has arrived somewhere they had been walking toward for a long time and needed to stand in it before they started describing it. I let her stand in it. I drove. Grayson made his calls. The March afternoon moved past the windows. At the edge of the city she said: "Tell me something you did not expect."

I was too sleepy when I read that book earlier, so I didn't finish it. I have a lot of questions about what is happening now. Noah followed me into the study, and as he watched me rummage through the bookshelves, he came over and reached out to pick me up. "I want to be with you, but I don't want you to be like Angelina, I can risk my life with anything, but I won't risk your life." Noah said to me gently. I got the book and looked at it carefully. Finally, a piece of paper was found in the cover's compartment, which recorded about the awakening of the Blood's natural power.