Noblesse Webtoon Novels & Stories

His eyes moved across the screen with the kind of focused attention that meant something had captured his interest. “You’re up early,” he said finally still not looking up. “Couldn’t sleep.” He set the tablet down and studied me. His gaze moved down my body, lingering on the breasts and hardened nipple that was because of the cold. His eyes darkened as he trailed down then back up. “What’s up with the tablet?” I asked to keep the attention away from me. “There’s been some rumors online about Morana Mortaine supposedly coming back. Some anonymous post about the heiress emerging after years of absence.” He turned the tablet toward me.

Armand Daniel, the Alpha of Jadong Neugdae Pack or the widely known in the shifter’s world as the Nobles was put into a halt in front of the picture corner of a known boutique owned by Hailey Santino. There were a bunch of other pictures of their clients attached to the wall, but one particular picture and this one took his full attention. The picture is of a couple, the man on his bended knee holding up a ring is the groom and then the beautiful bride has a bright smile on her lips, love was obvious in their eyes.

she mumbled to herself. "Leona! Oh, you really are beautiful!" a woman, just about the age of Leona suddenly approached them. The woman was wearing a white off-shoulder long dress and huge pearls around her neck and ears. Just one look and Amber could already tell that she was a wealthy woman, well, just like the rest. "Hello there, Sasha. Look at you, you don't even look like you're fourty! You look like an eighteen year old woman! You are so beautiful!" Leona complimented the woman.

Jayden looked up from the file in his hand. "Yup!" lucas popped the P. "We've got a prime piece of real estate in the downtown area, ripe for development. With your company's resources and expertise, we could turn it into a luxury condominium complex. The profits would be astronomical." he said, leaning back in his seat. I frowned at his carefree attitiude. 'who was this?' I thought, curious. he had a typical mafioso vibe to him. Scar on his right brow, tatoos peeking out of his unbuttoned shirt, ring covered fingers.

Dr Martins knew Steve was lying, just trying to feed his ego but he’ll continue to mind his business because after all, it’s Steve’s life not his. The rich also cry, they say but what about the poor; are they happy or sad? Susan and Steve are rich but sad while Natasha and Daniel are poor yet happy. Susan is rich but doesn’t have peace and happiness even from her loved ones, but Natasha despite being poor feels rich because she found happiness and happiness with the one she loved. “Hey my richest husband in the whole world is home, welcome back. How is work?” Natasha asked, smiling sweetly to her husband. “It’s still the same…I couldn’t find any job today after all my searching.” Daniel said

“You don’t look very impressive.” I returned my attention to my book. “I’m reading and im not a human, im a wolf.” She scoffed “So?” “So bother someone else.” She laughed. “I don’t think I will.” Her footsteps echoed closer. “You’ve certainly become popular and also more beautiful now that I see you” I turned a page. “I’ve also become very busy.” “Do you know how many nobles are talking about you?” “No.” “Don’t care.” Her smile disappeared. “I wasn’t asking pet.”

The emptiness Kyle had left in the car was a black hole that swallowed any stimulus that didn’t come from him. “Aidan?” She pulled back slightly, her beautiful face now marked by visible insecurity under the low light of the room. “What’s wrong? Did I… did I do something wrong? Am I not beautiful enough today?” I almost laughed, but it was a bitter sound that died before reaching my lips. It would have been comical if it weren’t tragic: the untouchable billionaire, the Vance heir, going soft on a luxury sofa because the image of a broken boy, smelling of asphalt and withdrawal, wouldn’t leave his head.

It had been years since I wore anything expensive. "You are now looking like Mr. Danjuma, my friend!"Abbas joked. "What did I look like before, you clown," I chuckled. "Oh, I told you. You looked like those professional fighters. It's cool, but remember you're a billionaire C.EO. now. You're the richest man in Africa Danny, you can't go around beating people up like you used to." "Not even assholes like Mahmoud?" "Well, Mahmoud is definitely out of bounds. He's a senator now."

They still believed in fairy fucking tales. “Whether you like it or not, you have to write our cheque,” Kye added. I snorted. “I thought we were friends, asshole.” “You’re kidding. But I can’t wait to see Triberean,” Sax said. “I thought they call themselves Caprean,” Kye told Sax. “Caprean is like pure blood. Tribereans are mix and modern.” I watched Zee and Linden as they planned on the laptop. “Have you talked to Carly— Princess Carlott?”

Wilson asked. “No, of course not! But the good ones are few are not powerful enough to curb this habits and behaviours. They are also maltreated by the rich greedy and wicked ones. Although they cannot be touched due to the king’s orders, they can still be treated like commoners and don’t have many rights unlike the very rich ones. One thing you should know, young boy, is that money can do anything. Especially in a society like this. By the way, these rich people are referred to as nobles.” Dale explained as he kept his head lower to the ground and told Wilson to do the same.