Total Drama Noah Novels & Stories

That Same Hour. NOAH. A Multimillion-dollar Condo Apartment Off Campus. Noah sat comfortably against the backrest of the long cream-colored couch in his living room, one arm stretched lazily along the cushion beside him while the other held the TV remote loosely against his thigh. The massive flat-screen television mounted across the luxurious room reflected against the polished marble floors, the sound from the soundbar beneath it filling the condo with sharp dialogue and background music. His legs rested casually on the glass-tempered stool in front of him, attention fully locked on the screen.

And now that Zoe was here, that lie was about to be exposed. Noah flipped through the pages. At some point, his fingers froze mid-air, eyes widening at the pages. “You have got to be kidding me!” He blurted out dramatically. “What the fuck is this?” He asked, staring at the script in disbelief. I didn't speak. I just patiently waited to hear him speak, even though I knew what the entire script was about. It was all about romance, and Noah would rather get involved romantically with others than ever do it with the one person he called his best friend. I understood him and I hate that I did.

The alpha didn't like to hear his cold reply, ‘I see, now you’re playing hard to get…’ Drake sneered while his arm began to tangle across Noah’s shoulder, ‘but there’s no way in hell you can reject me…’ Noah sighed and let Drake hugged him, he didn't want to make a scene in front of his men. After thirty minutes forcing himself to watch a show that he didn't like, Noah yawned. He seemed to not care what happened on the screen or what topic that Drake’s friends were talking about at the moment, he slowly became drowsy. Aware of Noah’s condition, Toby dared himself to interrupt, “Do you need anything, Noah?” Toby asked, “I can bring you some refreshment from the kitchen.” Noah smiled warmly at

“Break a leg up there.” As Zoe walked away, Noah couldn’t help but watch her go. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He needed to focus on fixing things with Hannah, not... whatever this mess was. Zoe was his ex; it was over. Their mate tie had been severed years ago, and he had no intention of rebuilding it. Just then, a commotion near the door caught Noah’s attention. He looked up to see Drake striding into the bar, his eyes scanning the room like two arrows seeking their targets until they landed on Noah.

“I cannot believe this.” Becca exclaimed making me chuckle. “uhm, lets get you your schedule. Noah why don’t you tag along to collect yours too?” I suggested and he nodded to my surprise. “do you know what Daniel meant by the Noah King?” I asked Becca even though Noah was right beside me, he does not seem to care and I think he has this expressionless façade to hold up to so why not make the most of it? “Noah is a state winning champion in football.”

Something told me if I didn’t tell him immediately, I would never be able to tell him again. Before I could say another word, we both clearly heard my name and Noah's coming from the living room. "What was that?" I asked Damian. "It's the TV, I think. Let's see." I followed Damian to the living room. On the big screen was Noah, seated in a studio somewhere granting an interview. I scoffed. “Unbelievable.” His desperation had led him to a gossip TV show, ‘the Hot and Juicy Details.’ What could he possibly be doing?

At least as long as she kept up her role in things. He put his hand on her back. "No scary reporters." She looked up at him. "I'm not scary." His gaze took on something molten. "No, you aren't scary." Then he smiled and she wasn't sure she saw what she thought she saw. Then again, Noah was an actor. A singer at first, but he'd acted in movies before this one he was going to begin filming. That must be what he'd been doing. He'd been acting, but why? There was no one but the pilots to see them. She was pretty sure they knew what had transpired on the flight. She expected discretion from them, but that didn't mean they wouldn't gossip in the pilot lounge.

The familiar voice interrupted her thoughts, and she turned to see Noah Domanco standing before her. "Noah," she forced a polite smile. "Hi." Noah Domanco, the epitome of a TV star, exuded confidence with every step he took. Rumors swirled around him, suggesting that he had already been signed as the male lead for the upcoming web series. Tall and somewhat bulky, he possessed a charm that resonated with his millions of fans on social media. Yet, beneath the facade of fame, Eleanor couldn't help but sense a certain emptiness, a lack of genuine emotion that left her feeling uneasy in his presence. While the public adored him, the industry's insiders held a different opinion, finding him arroga

Noah laughed, “I can give you things, just like I can take them from you if I so please, and I will use that power to make you HURT. Just the way I did when I was just a kid, stuck in a big empty house with an alcoholic grieving father and no mom.” He spat, “You, Jace, are a roided-up meathead retard, too busy chasing girls to realize the danger you’re in, just like your other football player friends but that’s where your advantage ends, because I’m the one in control here. I’m the one with the brains who is always three steps ahead of you.” Noah smiled darkly. “Like right now. Three… two… one.” The front door burst open and Lena rushed inside, followed by her mother and my mother too. They

Aaron smirked as his pleadings soothe him to some extent. "You didn't do anything?" Aaron asked with a smirk as Noah abruptly nodded his head as fear was evident in his eyes. "That's why I am giving you the most easy death." With that Aaron snaked his arm around Noah's neck and in a swift twisted it making the basement echoed with Alaina's screaming as Noah's head was no more the part of his body.