Noah Schnapp Hot Novels & Stories

Briana POV The kiss was fiery. It was cackling. Noah was a good kisser, and he knew it. He took full advantage of the knowledge while he nibbled on my lips before softly biting it. When my lips parted to let out a groan, an opportunity presented itself, allowing him to delve his tongue inside. The pad of his tongue explored the hot cavern of my mouth, making me moan in pleasure. I almost got lost in the sensation he created, but I had to remind myself that this was Noah Hunter—the ruthless billionaire who manipulates things and people to his advantage.

She is holding a glass, and I knew immediately what it was. “Hot chocolate?” a smile drew on my lips as Trina nodded her head. “You really know what I need.” She handed me the hot chocolate before sitting down next to me. “Noah is at it again. He slumped in his room. He even tweeted about how annoyed he is with you.” We both laughed at what she said. “He's really childish.” I said before I took a sip.

One week later… Noah sat on the couch, sipping alcohol and smoking cigarettes. His eyes were dark, red, and heavy, devoid of any emotion, only endless coldness on his face. His lips were tightly pursed. His long legs, clad in well-stitched black trousers, were casually crossed on the tea table in front of him. The top two buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing his strong and masculine chest. The sleeves were rolled halfway, and a sparkling silver watch adorned his wrist. His mobile phone on the table vibrated incessantly, but Noah leisurely leaned back, ignoring everyone's attempt to disturb his peace. He had finally taken revenge on Neel Dixon.

She looked over her shoulder when she felt the bed move, then she stood up. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I had to do this, James. I had to do this so that I can get the man of my dreams," she said, and made her way to the floor length window across from her. "I only know one man who deserves to love my body and give me great pleasure and that is Cyrus Noah, celebrity swimmer and one of Hollywood's top bachelors." Crystal giggled and leaned on the window.

his eyes shone with an unholy light. Noah almost laughed. The last thing he would do in his life was trust Theodore Cyneric. “If it helps, you should know I’ll be glad to have them off my hands. The teenager is trying to get into my pants and the other one is a wildcat.” Noah had to agree with a suppressed laugh that those were Ginny and Cathy alright. He nodded at Theodore. “Fine bring them out.” Theodore tapped on his phone before raising it to his ear. “Teddy, bring the girls,” he said simply.

he did that thing where he was trying to be sexy but failed and ended up looking like a total idiot, so I laughed "sure" He then started unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his perfectly sculpted body. He took it off and threw it across the room. I let my eyes roam his body, from his chest down to his lower abdomen. There was a reason why Noah was tagged the hottest guy in school, this was why. He was cute as hell with his somewhat baby-ish face, atleast that's how I saw him, brown hair, dimples, pink lip. Don't forget his perfect body. Sometimes I wondered how I was never sexually attracted to him, literally all the girls in school had a crush on him.

It’s delicious. I’ve always been aware of what Noah looks like, from TV appearances, and the odd poster plastered to my apartment buildings wall when an event was happening somewhere in the Pack. His encapsulating emerald green eyes melt the hearts of girls all around the Pack, that undeniable handsomeness making him impossible to despise.

The rain poured down angrily, imitating the anger burning inside Emily. Her heart was beating like a drum against her ribs, a funny opposite to the click-clack of her shoes on the wet street. Just a few minutes ago, she received a text on her phone. It was from a secret "friend" who seemed worried. All it had was one blurry picture. A picture of Mark, her Mark, with his arm around another girl. This girl had hair like sunshine and a smile that made Emily's heart ache. Underneath, a cruel message: "The Landmark, 8 pm. Don't be late."

There is no point for me to hope that he will look at me, first of all I should have expected that he would not think about me but the summer fest which is his first project as CEO. "Hmm, you need to stop going here for now and wait. I'll call you again when the CCTV is fixed and what the result is." Noel's voice was soft and I was sure he was careful with every word he uttered. “Okay, I understand.” I smiled at Noel, "Thank you, I'm leaving." I stepped back slowly, the door was just behind me but it’s taken me a few seconds before finally touched the door knob. Again, I looked at Darius once but he didn't move in his seat.

Chapter 73 The rooftop bar was nearly empty. Just a few dim lights. Soft music. The city sprawled below, still wet from earlier rain. Noah sat alone at a corner table. Overlooking glass towers and broken reflections in puddles far below. His phone lay on the table. Screen glowing. A photo staring back at him. Sienna and Landon. Kissing. Under the rain. Water streaming down their faces. Bodies close. Like nothing else existed. Someone had taken it. Posted it. The internet never forgot.