Noelle X Novels & Stories

Even Molly Vale, the one who had driven me to break up with him and leave, had only held his interest for a few days. Soon, he thought all the women were boring and found himself thinking about me again. Sure, he'd gotten tired of me sometimes after eight years together. But I was like the air he breathed, and he only realized how essential it was after it was gone. Caesar held the repaired wedding dress, unconsciously smiling. When I came back, he would officially propose to me! He paid and was leaving when his phone suddenly started buzzing. "Norton?" "Caesar, there's something I need to tell you. I don't know if it's true, but everyone's saying they spotted Miranda in Snowcall."

“Now, head in, I can see myself off from here.” Noelle was speechless for a few more seconds before she spoke up again. “You really need to tone down your acting, or better yet, go get a job in the acting Industry. You're way too touchy. Goodnight.” Turning around, she barely waited for him to respond to anything she had said, before she started walking off. But halfway through, she stopped. “You sure you don't know Elena from anywhere? Perhaps you haven't run into her at one of your frequent visits to clubs?”

Naomi said, “I want to live the moment, Adel.” She turned back, stepped close, and kissed him in a long kiss. As for Adam, he was walking past Chalet 11 when he saw Nelly sitting on the swing chair in front of the chalet, swaying lightly, shimmering in the darkness like a star in a black sky. He stopped and looked at her, then said, “Good evening, Madam Nelly.” Nelly turned to him with a smile. “Good evening, Adam.” “How is your foot now?” Adam asked.

Instantly, Jonathan pulled out his card to pay. Before I could explain to the salesperson, my gaze caught on the strand of prayer beads around his wrist. Just yesterday, when Chloe announced her return to the public eye, one of the photos in her post had prominently featured those same beads. At a glance, they seemed out of place among the other glamorous shots—but someone online recognized them as exclusive items from the historic retreat he'd closed for her. Soon, the story of the place's six-month closure and the identity of the bracelet's owner was everywhere. Paparazzi had captured footage of Chloe and him leaving the grounds. Even without showing Jonathan's face, the custom-tailored su

The heavier one seemed to be inching her way closer to the door. "Get over there before they bail." Reluctantly, he walked away from Jack and toward the two women. As he reached them, the shorter mousy looking one smiled big while the heavier one stood a bit guardedly behind her, making no attempt to hide her unease. He reached out his hand to the mousy one. "Hey, I'm Noah. I hear you're here to train." She shook his hand. "I'm Nellie," she said then turned to her friend. "This is my friend Ron—" She stopped when her friend gave her a look. "Uh, Veronica."

Chapter 47: The Void’s Tithe ​The beach of Life Zero was silent, but the silence was a lie. ​Julian stood at the edge of the surf, his boots sinking into the white coral sand. In his right hand, he gripped the white-hot Scythe—Elowen’s anchor. The weapon was still warm, vibrating with the frantic rhythm of her heartbeat, but the woman who owned it was gone. ​The emerald portal had vanished, leaving nothing but a faint, scorched scent of ozone and lilies in the air.

I stared at it for a few seconds before declining it immediately. A second later, another call came. Then another. My frustration finally snapped. I answered sharply. “What?” There was immediate silence on the other end before Lila finally spoke. “Oh my God.” Her voice sounded shaky. “You answered.” I closed my eyes briefly, irritation building inside me again. “What do you want?” “What do I want?” she repeated in disbelief. “Noelle, where are you?” “That stopped being your concern the moment you sent Adrian that report.” Silence. Then confusion.

Even though my vision had partially returned, the sheer number of guests around me blurred everything. I struggled to push myself up, but it was futile. The guests continued stepping on me as if I didn’t exist. By the time I managed to lift my head, all I could see was Regina laying her head on Jared’s shoulder. Fireworks erupted in the air, streaking gold across the night sky. “I love you, Baby,” Jared said softly. My chest constricted. I couldn’t tell if it was my heart or my body that hurt, but I couldn’t take it anymore. My vision darkened, and my eyes rolled back.

Samuel was her favorite person in the whole wide world and she had a crush on him until she found out that he was gay and then he later on found his mate, Ashton, Noelle's least favorite person for obvious and petty reasons. "We need your help girlie." Kade moved forward, standing next to his mate, Jordan. "With?" Noelle flipped her hair, knowing exactly what they needed help with. There was only one thing they ever needed her help with. . . . Noelle smiled at the receptionist flirtatiously, biting her lower lip which she had overlined with bright red lip gloss as she leaned onto the desk, giving him a generous view of her cleavage, all the while twirling a few strands of her hair between he

I told her the places I had been to, the people I had met, and the stories I had encountered along the way. Life had been good to me, so I told her not to worry. I recounted some of my adventures, hoping she could share my joy in heaven. While I was having a deep conversation with Bridget, a familiar voice echoed from behind. “Gab.” I turned around and saw Noelle. Standing a short distance away, she held a bouquet. She had lost quite a bit of weight. By the looks of her graying hair and wrinkles along her forehead, the past years had taken a toll on her.