Total Drama Cody And Noah Novels & Stories

"It's either you tell him to leave, right now, or I tell him all about your fancy parents. I'll tell him about the cigarettes your daddy makes you buy and all the meals you cook for mummy dearest. I'll tell him the kind of family you come from. Every sordid detail I know. I know you think I don't know much. But do you want to risk it?" My lashes flutter. "You won't. I'm calling your bluff." Noah releases my chin. "You're gonna try me?" He still has me caged to the wall, his body pressing against mine. My gaze flicks to Hardin. He's coughing and clutching his arm. He spits out blood. He's in pretty bad shape. He's hurt. Do I really want to test Noah? I know he knows about the cigarettes and t

Sunday, we spent way too long on the phone, talking about nothing and everything until my battery died mid-sentence. For once, I didn’t dread Monday. That lasted… about fifteen minutes. Because apparently, Ridgeville High loved nothing more than a new storyline. And this week’s trending topic was: Noah Carter is dating Jessa Lombardi. I heard it the second I walked through the doors. “No way, did you see them on the field?” “Yeah, he kissed her. Like full-on movie scene.” “Maybe he lost a bet.” “Or maybe he has a type?” “What type? She’s not even—” whisper, whisper, giggle.

Drake knew that Noah was checking him out, ‘I know I look hot in this, probably he knew when I put this on, I mean business. Meanwhile, Toby stood still, he didn't dare to say anything in front of Drake. He personally didn't have a close relationship with the future Alpha of the pack and Drake didn't bother to acknowledge his existence. Since Noah didn't give his response, Drake took the liberty to decide for Noah. “The boys are probably watching the super bowl now,” he said while dragging Noah to the living room, where his buddies were waiting the famous American football live on ESPN, “you like sport, don't you?”

I’m putting the rubbish bag in the can by the steps when I hear my name through two doors and a wall. It’s Noah talking. "Can I ask you something that you’re probably going to think is none of my business?" "You can ask. Whether I answer depends on what it is." "You’re being very careful about keeping physical distance between you and Cody since that night the witch tried to have him kill Dax. We all saw what you were like that night, and now you seem to be doing the opposite. Like touching him is going to set off a terrible chain of events. He’s not blind, he notices every time."

I turn around, ready to go back to the ice and play a few games by myself—a way to get the steam off—when I brush against the object of my annoyance. Mistakenly. “Watch it,” Noah snaps, shoving me back, lips curled downward in a frown. The smell of cedar and sweat emanates from him as he wipes at imaginary dust on his uniform. I roll my eyes. “If only you can put the same energy into playing the game like you actually want us to win, I’ll watch it.” I take a step closer to him, forcing him to look straight into my eyes. We’re so close to each other our chests are actually touching.

Sadly, she was the same height as James, her husband. "Hello, Mrs. Noah," Cyrus said, and she inhaled sharply at the way he regarded her. It made her clench her hands. "Hi, Cyrus. How are you?" She asked, and he smiled, showing off his dazzling white teeth. "I'm good. I'm so happy that my uncle finally married the woman of his dreams. He could not stop talking about you ever since you two got together," Cyrus said, and she chuckled through her teeth. Woman of his dreams, indeed, Crystal mentally replied.

I looked between both of them as they gave each other a look. Claudia nodded, mischief written all over her face. “That will be sooo cool. Does that me we can finally watch K-drama?” “No, hell No... Both of you will listen to me and do as I say. I am in charge here, not you two. You either do as I say or nothing.” Noah yelled. Claudia shrugged nonchalantly. “Fine. Suit yourself old man.” She got up and stomped off. A snigger escaped me which I quickly covered with a cough.

I chuckled, "Don't act like Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide isn't what got you through middle school." Cade started laughing, both of us... well, happy and having a good time. For the first time in a while I actually didn't want the night to end so I could forget about the whole day and start over the next day. "Very true but what abou-" "Sunsh- Tiffany?" Noah cleared his throat, confused as he saw Cade and I laughing together. His jaw clenched, "What are you doing out here in the cold?" The smile got wiped off my face, "What are you doing here, ace?"

she tells Noah, he trembles as he walks to me. “She threatened.” he corrects. They look at each other, Noah takes my hand. Maria is with Declan. One for each child, they pull on the confetti canister, it erupts. Not a hint of blue in sight. Noah smirks at me, “Two girls.” After congratulating them, Noah pulls me upstairs. With the loud music coming from downstairs, no one hears when Noah screams, “Harder! Harder!!” THE END. A BRIEF TEASER FOR; THE TEMPORARY HUSBAND.

There weren’t that many options for community worship on this side of town. Her parents had attended somewhere else closer to the town of Cody, but she’d always gone to services with Noah. Camille and Noah had been inseparable once. Now, everything just reminded her of him—a song they’d danced to, his favorite shade of nail polish she wore, horses grazing in a field. And Colorado. Always Colorado. They’d made a quirky pair back then. He drew the lines and she crossed them. Of course, everyone in town had assumed the opposite. Noah was tall, dark, and handsome with broad shoulders that assured him a few suspicious side glances from the townsfolk.