Total Drama Noah Novels & Stories

One week later… Noah sat on the couch, sipping alcohol and smoking cigarettes. His eyes were dark, red, and heavy, devoid of any emotion, only endless coldness on his face. His lips were tightly pursed. His long legs, clad in well-stitched black trousers, were casually crossed on the tea table in front of him. The top two buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing his strong and masculine chest. The sleeves were rolled halfway, and a sparkling silver watch adorned his wrist. His mobile phone on the table vibrated incessantly, but Noah leisurely leaned back, ignoring everyone's attempt to disturb his peace. He had finally taken revenge on Neel Dixon.

, Diego said, his expression softening. Noah's face reddened, revealing his inner turmoil. His eyes welled up with pent-up tears, and he quickly averted his gaze to hide his pain. Freya's heart shattered into pieces seeing him like that, and she understood his plight perfectly. How could she have thought Noah would be okay with the drama and scandals involving his monstrous father? She was worried it would transform Noah into a sad, depressed child. Diego let out a deep sigh of despair as he drove his fingers into his hair, pushing it backwards.

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.

Pain flared hot and immediate; he winced, biting his lip to keep from crying out, and looked up. Noah stood in the doorway, a dark smirk already curling his lips. Sweat glistened on his skin, his singlet clinging to his chest from the game, tie, shirt, and blazer dangling carelessly from one hand like trophies he couldn’t be bothered to care about. He kicked the door shut behind him with his heel and stepped inside, eyes locked on Nathan sprawled on the floor. “Can’t survive a little push, huh?” Noah asked, voice low and mocking as he walked closer.

She knows how much that trait would get to me. Krish has been digging up any information she could on each of the bachelors. While I know I don't have a choice in the matter, it would be nice to know what I was getting myself into. I knew they would likely not be their authentic selves around me. I would have to figure out what I could do on my own. "Best for last, princess. Noah, son of the Storm Throne region leader. Noah is quiet and keeps to himself, but he is cute as hell. Nor," Krish giggles and taps her toes before squeezing my hands in hers again.

It's been two weeks, Noah always goes to Amrodan's house every day. He rarely spent time with Gladys. Even Noah never went to school and Xeva never saw him. Exactly today, Noah went back to school. He didn't want his father to be suspicious, Moreover, knowing him who often comes to the uncle's house to practice magic secretly. Because practicing at Amrodan's house, now Noah has become very strong. His magic power exceeds his father, Mr. Retter.

A thin blade glinted where it protruded from inside the toy bear. Zoe clutched at her abdomen, staring at Noah in disbelief. Noah smiled. "Don't be scared, Aunt Zoe. I've fixed your stomach. It'll never hurt again." Daniel died. Zoe bled out on the floor of the holding cell. Noah was sent to a psychiatric hospital. One blow after another hit the Wynn family. Owen and Tiana finally broke. Their hair turned white overnight. Clutching their family photo, they ran barefoot into the street. They stopped every passerby they could.

Knight cried out, pushing Noah into his seat. Meanwhile, Don Romero was sitting in his new hideout, a Rubik's cube spinning between his fingers. A smile crept up on his lips as he stared at the screen, watching the satisfying drama going on in Noah's office. He could see everything from the comfort of his seat. “Pitiful, isn't he?” He grinned. “Yes he is. He’s honestly disappointing me. I thought he would have tried something by now, he's making this quite boring.” Mason scoffed beside him.

I replied wistfully, daliah smiled, she sighed again "since middle school that Noah and I are getting closer. Hmmm, I'm a little older than Noah by the way because I know how Noah's life is when everyone says Noah is happy because he lives on a lot of money, but I know how Noah is." Dalah's expression began to look concerned. "Noah often has nightmares, sometimes suddenly he screams incoherently. It was because of the trauma he had experienced. That is why Noah is still taking medicine to control his emotions. Do you know? I to Noah already like family and siblings, he always told me anything. including asking how to persuade you so that you are not angry with him anymore "laughs Daliah

I just need to get better and leave all this brother drama alone. How could two brothers hate each other so much that they would want to take each other's life? There was no way I could have known that Trent and Noah were related, they have nothing in common except for their wealth and surname. Noah is unintentionally good-looking even though he is not vain about his looks he just effortlessly looks sexy. There is no way Noah is not aware of his good looks even though he is blind or maybe he isn't aware. He could have been blind all his life and not even known that he looked this good but he gyms!