Noel Noa Novels & Stories

His hand rested lightly on the curve of my waist, grounding and maddening all at once. “I see that our Luna has been training you.” Nolan said, choosing to direct his question to the children who are watching excitedly. “And I can tell if this is how your training is starting, then I'm going to have a stronger league on my line, aren't I?” I tilted my face up, ready to ask what the hell he was doing. I wanted to ask what he was doing, but the smile that was on his face was one that I never saw. Even the children were happy to see him like this.

So, who on the internet dares to continue claiming that Shantal was just a high school graduate? Louis Quinton, a prominent physicist who had won Nobel Prizes in Medicine for several consecutive years, had admitted that Shantal Harver was his younger sister. Brian Horton, president of the prestigious number one university in the world, Holmeister University, has a resume that can be torn to shreds in the world of scientific research. Edward Qwentin was also someone who could move the entire research community with a wave of his hand.

I had been standing near the corner of the hall, but as the crowd moved, I found myself pushed toward the stage. Guests shoved each other for space, and I lost my balance, falling to the ground. My body knocked against the machinery, and I gasped in pain. Then, the slideshow and caption on the screen began to change. Now, they were selfies of Regina, with the caption: “Welcome to the world, Baby.” Everything made sense. None of this was for me. After all, who would prepare a fireworks show for someone half-blind? Even though my vision had partially returned, the sheer number of guests around me blurred everything.

I add smiling thinking about my grandpa. "Why are you asking?" "No reason." Noah says with a smile. "Well I kind of got a job with Cryogenic Systems, the head quarters is in New York but got posted to Palm Springs, I'll be the new principal aero engineer there." Noah explains while I smile listening. "And I kind of wanted to know if you'll also be in Palm Springs." Noah adds and I smile. "You asked to be posted to the Palm Springs branch." I say grinning at him. "No I didn't." He says with a grin.

[creator_id = "NR-00767-OMNISYNC" “There,” Noelle said. “NR stands for my name, Noelle Rowan. And 00767 is my ID number at HelixPoint.” Yet again, murmurs echoed in the room. Gwen’s face turned complicated, but she couldn’t back down. She retorted, “NR does not mean Noelle Rowan. It means New Reign, because I was venturing into a new chapter in my life! And 00767 is just a random number I put in! I did not know it would end up being Noelle’s ID number at the company!”

This cousin of his was unbelievably annoying. “I have a girl, all right?” he blurted out. "Whoa, whoa! Everybody, hey, listen. Listen!" Noah heard Cade shouting. "Turn off the music! Turn it off!" Noah rubbed his forehead again as the room fell silent. Now, everyone was looking at him. He felt like he had just revealed he was an alien from another galaxy. "Did I hear that right? You have a girlfriend now?" Yohan asked, eyes wide, as if he’d rather believe Noah was Hitler reincarnated.

He took out a button cam and walked up to her. “Carson!” Leona shouted as she smiled at him. “Leona, you have to be quiet. You are being too loud again.” “Oh, sorry,” she said as her face fell. “It’s alright, love. We just have to use our inside voices, remember?” “Yes, I remember,” she smiled.

Noah The hum of the car blends with Nolan’s off-key singing from the backseat, a tune I couldn’t place but one he’s singing with so much conviction I didn’t have the heart to stop him. Beside him, Nova is trying to braid her doll’s hair while instructing her brother, rather loudly, that he's singing it wrong. “It’s la-la-la, not na-na-na, Nolan,” she insists, her tone carrying all the authority of a five-year-old who believes she’s queen of the world.

So she was the type of person to talk trash behind others’ backs, away from the spotlight. “You don’t have to.” She practically hisses under her breath, and I give her one last apologetic look as I walk away. Any apology on my face dissipates the moment I turn around. I run right into a slender, smiling figure. My surprised eyes flash up to see Noel. He’s wrapped up in winter clothes, a snow-white hat pulled on top of his messy hazel locks. His amber eyes glow a soft, proud shade in the pale sun. “Hi.” He whispers as I gape at him, lips parted. I’m both in shock and a bit embarrassed, that he’d seen me purposely do that to her. Maybe he’d now think that I was some kind of shady bully that—

was what she said when Ophelia objected. Ophelia kicked on her training boots and headed to the arena. Noah was already chatting with Ryan. Noah was 19 this year and he was already catching up to Ryan in physique, tall and broad with a fit body with just the right amount of muscles. His black hair fell in waves over his forehead. His eyes were the same ruby-red as the first time they met, only now enhanced with a sharp intensity as his lashes curled towards his temples. “And finally she is here,” he said, turning to face her. “The princess who is always late.”