Pachinko Noa Novels & Stories

And that felt enough. Noah jogged over to the mini toy rack displayed near the snack section. He held a toy car and turned to me with a questioning expression. I pretended to frown, thought for a moment, then nodded with a smile. His cheer was small but genuine, as he carefully placed the car in his cart, as if it were his most precious possession.

Author’s pov Noah, a pot-bellied man in his mid-forties, held a half glass of crystal-clear wine in his right hand. His short stature and well-creamed hair gave him the appearance of a musician. A luxurious wrist watch adorned his right wrist, and his gaze was fixed on a large flat-screen TV. He was on the verge of laughter due to what he was watching when Diana entered the living room wearing a very short skirt.

“Nobody is ambushing anyone’s in-laws, Maia.” Noah found her in the pantry, counting plates. He leaned in the doorway, sleeves rolled, ink at his wrist peeking where he’d written two names: a pair of trainees who’d asked for extra help. He’d promised them time after dinner. He remembered things like that now. If he didn't have his phone or any paper handy, then he wrote them on his skin so he wouldn’t fail on the follow-through. “The border’s nice and quiet,” he said happily as Lucy smirked..

I would even say we may have overly spoiled Nova as we never had a mate to spoil. But now we did and she was sat here. Beautiful, smart and perfect. I kind of want to scoop her up and run out of the room with her, take her to the palace and never let her out of my sight again. I know what that sounds like, I need to get a grip. Nova is talking to Angelina and I mindlink Peter and Luthor. “Guys did this really happen?” I ask “Pinch me” is all Peter says “She is so perfect” says Luthor.

Almost as if he was struggling with something. Noah raised an eyebrow at him before clearing his throat. "Are you okay over there? Noah said then quickly dipped another bite into the zip sauce and glanced back at the Alpha as he took a bite. Humming again right away and looking back at the steak as if he was surprised it tasted so good. "Goddess, I thought Mary made a killer steak, this is just off the hook!" Noah said then grabbed the little side of zip sauce and poured it over his mashed potatoes. Giving it a small stir before shoveling a large bite into his mouth.

“Wait—what?” She smiled a little at his shock, eyes fixed on the skyline. “His name is Noah. He’s two and a half. He’s obsessed with building blocks and peanut butter sandwiches.” Peter was quiet for a second, as if processing. “You’re serious?” he asked finally. She nodded. “Very.” Peter let out a low whistle, then leaned back on the ledge beside her. “That… wow. Okay. That’s amazing, actually.” “You think so?” He turned to her, his expression softer now. “Yeah. I mean, you’re juggling Wright’s madness, university work, and raising a kid? That’s badass, Max.”

He slammed the locker shut hard enough to startle nearby teammates. “You okay, Cap?” Derek asked carefully this time. “I'm fine.” He wasn’t, not even close. Later that night, Noa stepped out of the convenience store near campus with instant noodles and cheap coffee inside a small paper bag. Cold wind brushed against his face. His body felt unbearably tired. Still, before heading home, he pulled out his phone again like an idiot. His thumb hovered over Diamond’s contact. Then, finally, he typed. “Diamond, you disappeared. Did you forget our promise?”

“Y…you know that’s my only source of income.” Noah played with the tennis ball, tossing it up and catching it repeatedly, the soft thump-thump filling the tense silence. “Source of income,” he repeated mockingly, “and you’re still too broke to afford proper therapy or medication for that little… illness of yours?” He caught the ball one last time and squeezed it hard. “Pathetic.”

The bungalow house wasn’t visible from the outside because of the high walls. He had gathered all the confidence in himself just to get there. But when he was about to press to the doorbell, he chickened out. Putting down his hand, he moved away from the small gate and squatted on the side. He grabbed his head, thinking of what to do. His mind couldn’t think of anything to say to Vivian once he pressed the doorbell. While his mind wandered, a cab stopped in front of the gate. Noah came out of the car carrying two boxes of pizza. He raised his head, and that’s when their eyes met. The boy glowered at him as he closed the door. He looked at Noah when he walked to the small gate. Noah pressed t

Especially from Diana, I suddenly remembered what Daliah said about how Noah's cousin disliked Noah. "You like this grilled shrimp?" Nana asked me, smiling; I nodded. Only Nana has been asking me to chat so far, "Is your wife a rich person? What does she have?" asked Diana suddenly. I suddenly stopped chewing at that, my eyes turned to Noah, and he still bribed his food and looked relaxed "he's in college," answered Noah Awkwardly I still eat my food; I feel no need to say anything "Oh, she's a spoiled princess that's troublesome," repeated Diana. I stopped chewing again, started to heat up because of this situation.