Noi X Pierce Novels & Stories

He was a little disappointed. "Mr. Crawford? Allow me introduce myself. My name is Edward Pierce. I am Brielle's partner tonight." Edward took initiatives to introduce himself with a smile. This young man looked familiar to Adonis. Upon hearing his name, Adonis's unpleasant immediately disappeared. Because the Pierce family was distinguished and no one dare to provoke them. Although this young man usually lived abroad, no one could ignore his family background. "Mr. Pierce! Nice to meet you." Adonis stretched out his hand at once.

Jennifer replied. "In fact, Noah's parents lost their jobs during our exams and he kept it from us, not wanting us to get worried," Jennifer added. My phone almost slipped out of my hand hearing her words and my brain could only form one answer. Irwin Pierce. Do you know that Pierce Holding Inc. is one of the sponsors for the upcoming state-level football championship? Nolan's words rang in my head. I was quick to dial Nolan's number next. He picked up on the second ring and I explained everything in one breath for him to reply with the same name that haunted my dreams for several nights.

Strings of warm lights zig-zagged above, the Mediterranean breeze brushing their skin with salt and music thumping beneath their feet. “You two act like you’ve never seen lights before,” Noel laughed, already swaying reluctantly. “No, we’ve just never seen Santorini lights, while being fed by a rich mafia sugar daddy,” Nico said, twirling into him dramatically, then holding his shoulders like a dance partner. Aria flipped her braids over her shoulder and leaned in. “Spill. What the hell was that thing earlier? The guy with the piercings?” Noel sighed, letting his body ease into the rhythm of the music. “Ezra. Lit class. From sophomore year.”

So, why was he secretly brought here? "You're here, Pierce," Tobias said, ignoring Nero. He walked over to Pierce when he heard the footsteps. Nero was flabbergasted the moment he saw Pierce. "You… You're Pierce Atkinson?" Pierce was a legendary customs officer with a lengthy list of achievements at a young age. Besides, he had arrested a large number of underground dealers, including Nero's accomplices. People like Nero swore an oath to kill Pierce if they ever came across him whenever they were out there dealing in the black market.

The background noise just drowns whatever commotion is going on between them now. The blade drops to the ground and that's where she kicks his groin. Then finishes him off with a roundhouse kick. This time the guy kisses the ground. Then she turns her back from him to pick up her scattered things. Shoving each of it in her bag. While she was busy mumbling about her unlucky night.

He's still in uniform, so you mean he took cutting classes just for this? Saint let Pierce enter the room. Pierce looked at me for a moment and immediately looked back at Saint. He is not wearing his eyepatch, and I can't help but keep staring at his beautiful eyes. Red and brown. They're so pretty. Pierce sat down in front of me. Saint forwarded the footage to Pierce's laptop. And just as Saint was sitting next to me, my cell phone that had been connected to Saint's laptop rang. I looked at my cellphone while Saint was focused on his laptop. I just received a message and I know Saint already knows that.

Five minutes passed, and Noah came with a wrinkled face. "Sorry, I am late. The last lesson is sports," said Noah as he sat next to Xeva. "Nope. So, what do you want to say?" asked Xeva, she was really curious. Because this was the first time Noah had spoken to her. "Tonight, come with me to Lasi Town," said Noah after gulping down his drink. Xeva rolled her eyes in surprise. Noah asked her out with him? Impossible. "I am serious." As if knowing what was on Xeva's mind, Noah immediately reassured her.

He whispers, like a prayer and a death wish. Suddenly, there’s a gasp that carries around the room, and I can’t understand why. In front of the crowd is Genevieve, already holding out her microphone to get this exclusive. “Hold on, did you say Jaxon? as in Jaxon Pierce from the Sinclair Soirée?” She queries, her face serious to match the situation, but inside I just know she’s throwing a fucking party. Oh shit. Jaxon turns to her, and her face scrunches in disgust. It’s not like he notices as he confirms, “Yes, the very same Jaxon”

He was also my boss. “Don’t mention it. My guy is good, isn’t he?” I chuckled. “He is. Even I was fooled.” My expression turned serious. “I need another favor, Brian.” He glanced at me while pouring himself a drink, his brows tightening. “You’re becoming quite needy, Pierce—” “I know! It’s all that fucking bitch’s fault!” I shouted, my fury boiling over. Brian looked at me, completely unfazed. “Oh yeah... your little sister is marrying Nicolai Moreau, you said?”

I asked. The coach didn’t answer. Because this wasn’t about stats. It wasn’t about points or assists. This was personal. I felt it in my bones. My phone buzzed again. Unknown number. I answered without thinking. “What.” A calm, deep voice filled my ear. “Mr. Cruz. I hope you’ve seen the news.” I didn’t need to ask who it was. “Pierce.” “I prefer Nolan.” “I don’t.” A soft chuckle. “You’ll fit in just fine.”