Total Drama Noah Novels & Stories

His grip tightened on the bag in his hand as anger swelled within him. “You should have called to tell me, Grace, before you let her in. I never told you I had a girlfriend.” He said, gritting his teeth, but Grace was a bit surprised that he was angry about that. It wasn’t as if they had ever even talked about that sort of things. Dropping the bag and letting it land heavily on the hallway table, Noah marched towards the backyard. He found Diana casually sitting down there with a glass of juice in hand, and that made him want to punch something.

My boyfriend Noah Carter and I had a plan: turn our college's fourteen-day outdoor orientation into a fourteen-episode documentary series about us. For the eleventh time, Noah left me alone on the training field. His childhood friend Claire Moore had called him in tears, saying she'd been vomiting and was lying in the camp clinic alone and scared. Waiting for him to come back, I missed the camp's only sunset team drill and the closing long take I'd spent two weeks preparing. That evening, he sent me a photo. Claire sat in a dessert shop outside camp, a smoothie and a slice of strawberry cake in front of her, cheeks pink and looking happier than anyone else in the place. Noah texted back: "Th

"The whole school is watching live, Anna! Over three thousand people are on this stream right now! Nobody cares about your stupid lies anymore! Your life is over!" Just then, the heavy side door of East Lodge clicked open. Noah stepped out onto the concrete path, wearing an oversized gray hoodie and sweatpants. He stopped in his tracks, his dark eyes scanning the chaos in the lot—Brenna crying on the stairs, Cole sweating near the taxi, Maya streaming on her phone, and Jeremy holding me back. The second Maya saw Noah, her fake crying stopped for a split second. Her face completely softened. "Noah..." Maya breathed out, her voice suddenly dropping into a delicate, helpless whimper.

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I knew he was a hundred percent sure the makeover had been for him, he was right, but I'm smart AF and he definitely didn't need to know that. "You have a boyfriend," the guy with him asked, drawing our attention. He sounded almost disappointed. We looked at him quizzically and he smiled nervously. "I'm Noah Dante. Zach's little brother" he introduced with a wave of the hand. What with all the drama he'd witnessed just now. Andria smiled brightly at him. Yup, her teeth were a blinding white. "You're a Dante. I didn't know Zach had a younger brother". "Well I'm more laid back than he is, and I'm homeschooled, so I don't get to socialize much. I'm a novelist". His gaze was on me the whole time

I explained, my hands shaking as I ran a brush through my messy hair. I walked back into the massive living area, looking out at the sweeping views of the city. “And mid meeting, guess who walks through the door wearing a designer suit? Noah! He literally works for Jace. He is like his right-hand business guy. I thought I was going to pass away right there on the rug.” “Oh my god, the plot gets even better,” Molly gasped, completely hooked on every word. “So Noah is a corporate baddie by day and a stall rider by night? That is insane. But where are you right now?”

I hadn’t given her documents, but I hadn’t exactly kept my mouth shut either. Kellan nodded slowly, like he already knew the answer. “Just so you know... Noah works for Bellamy Darren now,” he added. “Do the math.” The room went quiet.

Noah walked into the room, his backpack slung over his shoulder, and his eyes scanning the tense scene before him. "Wow, drama alert! What's going on?" Noah asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Hi, sissy.” He waved at Noelle. Dad's expression turned stern. "Noah, this doesn't concern you." “Oh, come on, Dad! I can tell it's juicy. Is Malcolm here to grovel? They're divorcing today, right? He just said he loves her. That means they're not divorcing.” Noah's face lit up, already intrigued

Except it wasn’t a show, it was fury – hidden for years and now it was making itself known – just how much Caelum hated his very existence. A rogue took note of his momentary distraction and grabbing his gun, pointed it towards Caelum. Bang! The rogue fell down, face first as blood gushed out of his stomach. Everyone’s eyes were on Noah, who now held a gun on the other hand. The rogues froze in place – any one of them could be next. “I told you to take him down, not kill him,” Noah said casually. “He’s my main audience. How could the show possibly continue without him?”

Kevin pointed his finger to Darren. “You are still alive and kicking. D, you need to thankful about it. Look at me. I am dead. You are having a conversation with a ghost right now. How I wish to have my life and live it like any other person that passed by this house. Like any of our friends. You wanna know what our friends are doing right now? Let me tell you. Noah is the crazy rich guy, the billionaire, he got himself a pretty wife and they just having a baby. Not too surprise because he ate with the silver spoon the moment he was born.