Susie X Noelle Novels & Stories

He was good-looking, but not as good-looking as that jerk Malcolm. The lady was wearing a tight dress that showed off her cleavage and she had red lipstick on her mouth. Her black hair was tied in a bun. “Noelle, this is Hayden and Taylor. You'll be working with them and this is Noelle, the recruit I told you about.” Xander introduced. “Welcome, Noelle.” Hayden flashed a charming smile at me. “Thank You,” I muttered. “Welcome.” Taylor welcomed me as well, just that she wasn't smiling.

Hayley Xander and I spend the day lazing around the house. We watch movies with the dogs and Sebastian in bed. Xander wasn’t kidding, Zola and Stella have been stuck to him like glue. When its time for supper, Henry and Tyler come over and together with Grandma and the staff we have a family meal.

The day after the wedding, my phone blew up. Friends back home sent me a flood of screenshots. Noelle had posted a long statement on her social media, confessing to everything—forging the chat logs, faking the medical records, and seducing her own sister's fiance. She wrote, "My sister was too good to me. So good that I couldn't stand the thought of her marrying someone else. She could only ever belong to me. That's why I decided to take her man from her. That way, I would be the only one she ever cared about."

They were best friends who wandered in the bushes, without parents. Jessica had been his big sister since then and he wasn't ready to snitch her. “Thanks, Gaius" Jessica smiled, relieved. “Don't brood anymore, cheer up" He smiled before getting up. Annatoria walked into the big leisure room where Jessica was seated. They'd invited the decorators and they were there already. Annatoria noticed that she'd been moody since they were at Moon Crest Pack. "Someone is missing Axel” Annatoria teased, walking into the room.

Elene sat in her suite, fingers tapping against her wine glass as she watched an encrypted feed on her tablet…Noel on the dance floor, laughing with his friends, Vincenzo’s shadow never too far. She zoomed in. Noel’s lips against Vincenzo’s. Their hands on each other. Intimacy. Trust. Disgusting. Her best friend Cassie twirled her blonde hair beside her, equally absorbed. “You really think that freak Julian can get him back?”

“If you just stuck by me..if you don't make me doubt.” “So it's my fault..” The phone ringing interrupted our discussion and Cassie put in on speaker. “Yolanda is Noelle's mother.” Noelle stared into a distance,seemingly lost for a second.o “What?”she whispered. Cassie removed the phone from the loud speaker and placed it to her ear. “Are you absolutely sure?”she asked cautiously. The voice at the end of the line was faint,but very clear. It was a yes. Noelle laughed sadly and stared at me.

Rosie turned to look at him again, studying him carefully before squeaking out a soft "yes" "Where are you two going?" Hendrix asked. "I don't know." Hendrix immediately frowned. He sensed something was off, but before he could press further, Noelle emerged from her room. She was wearing a light-colored top and a white long skirt. Her hair was tied into a low ponytail, and she had light makeup on. She had lost a lot of weight recently, and the belt around her waist emphasized just how slender she was. Hendrix stared at her for a moment before blurting out, "Where are you going?"

Xyla chuckled, "What are you all talking about? The notion that exes are always the best is just plain ridiculous!" Xyla raised her head and saw a tall, elegant woman in the distance. She smirked, a mischievous thought forming in her head. Noelle caught Xyla's gaze. It seemed to say, "After all the trouble I stirred up purposely, he still believes in me!" Xyla smirked at Noelle before sauntering off with her friends to another area. Meanwhile, Noelle gripped the cue, aiming carefully. With a graceful swing, the cue sent the ball flying through the air.

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

Then Nelly added with a faint smile, “Have you ever seen your double?” “My double?” Souad asked, surprised. “Yes,” Nelly replied. “My friend—she’s staying in Chalet Number Ten. She looks exactly like you.” “Oh my God,” Souad said softly. “I haven’t seen her.” Nelly’s features darkened with sadness as she spoke, “But she’s ill… she will die in a few days. And she’s angry with me as well. That’s what hurts the most—what fills me with guilt.” Outside, Naomi and Layla rose from the sofa, smiling after a conversation that had lasted many long minutes, during which Layla had tried to gently draw Naomi out of the sadness that had been evident on her face.