Novel & Cerita Trevor Noah Abel

I blink, dazed. “But things happened and now we are here…everything happened that wasn’t meant to, so now it’s time to be transparent because there is no going back now,” Noah breathes. I stare at him blankly. “Noah, none of this is making any sense.” “The special person is you, Abella,” he says grimly. “You’re not just Cian’s mate, you’re mind too.”

] Trevor: [You're the little baby. Then, Leighton sent a sticker to tease Noah. Wenham asked again: [What baby are we talking about here exactly?] Stella: [@Noah, you're right.] The group chat went quiet for a moment. Suddenly, it erupted with messages in the next second. Trevor: [Keegan is outrageous.] Leighton: [Unbelievable!] Noah: [Finally, I won't be the youngest in the family anymore! Hahahaha!] Trevor: [That fool doesn't deserve this at all! I should've prevented them from being together in the first place!]

Abhi when he sees his daughter who is already dressed up. Xeva smiled shyly. This isn't really like her usual self. Usually, she would raise her head arrogantly. "Dad, Noah asked me out on a date tonight." Xeva lowered her head smiling shyly with blushing cheeks. "Wow, daddy's daughter has grown up, hm." Xeva had not had time to reply to Mr. Abhi, a bodyguard comes with Noah. As promised, tonight Noah will take Xeva away. "Hello, Uncle. I want to ask permission to take your daughter out with me," said Noah as he bowed in greeting.

~~18 years old~~ Trevor alighted from the old beat-up truck he often drove and sprinted inside the clinic. He halted by the reception desk and puffed out a breath whilst holding his side. The blonde sitting in the tiny cubicle tilted her slender brows as she stared at him. "I am Trevor Williamson. My mom is here." The receptionist, whose name on her badge reads Charity nodded. She fixed the glasses she had slid down her nose to assess the boy who looked to be in his late teenage years back to her face.

His mind blanked out, totally forgetting the rest of his speech as he stared at Levi dumbfounded. …What??? Levi gazed down at the little guy’s blank look, and instead of explaining, he pressed a few buttons on his communicator. A light screen popped up, displaying a photo of Noah straddling Trey. Noah, whose skin tone had just managed to return from shrimp to human range, shot back up into tomato range. “That…! That was…!” Noah tripped over his words to explain, “It-it’s not like that! There was a sniper! And we were dodging bullets! And-and…!”

“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.”

Walking over to Gwynn, he held her shoulder and flashed her a faint smile, “Did you make a friend? Aren’t you going to introduce us?” She had no idea how much he saw, but she had no choice but to do as he said. “This is Ewan Mills. He’s a rising star in the entertainment industry. He’s the male lead in the popular television show, ‘Windchaser.' “This is Noah. He’s my husband.” … Noah said with a smile, “I’m more than that. Aside from being her husband, I’m also the father of her two children.” As always, he derived joy out of being sappy.

"I'm sorry?" "You said most handsome Blackwater brother. Nero is taller." "Height," Abel said carefully, "is not the same as handsome." "He has better bone structure." Abel turned fully from the mirror. "Excuse me. I have exceptional bone structure. This—" he gestured at his face, "—is exceptional bone structure." "It's fine bone structure." "FINE." He pointed at me. "You're doing this on purpose." "I'm just being honest." "You're being cruel. On a night when I have been nothing but kind and generous and—"

Holly sat next to Trevor, occasionally pouring more coffee into their cups and chiming in. Since she was a mentee, she had to act like one. It was only natural for her to assume the menial tasks. Trevor took a sip of the coffee and put down his cup. Then, he asked, "Do you have a girlfriend, Abelin?" Abelin glanced at Holly. "No. I'm single." Trevor didn't believe him. "You're so handsome and brilliant. How can you not have a girlfriend?"

Abel pleaded urgently. Nolan nodded his head as he let out a chuckle and asked, “Do you know me?” "No, I don't," Dr. Abel responded, perplexed by the sudden question. Nolan snapped his fingers, and one of the guys handed him an Android tablet. Nolan accepted the tablet and played a video showing Dr. Abel's daughter happily playing. "Angel Howard, 12 years old, 6th grade at Livingstone Middle School, Liland City. I believe you know her," Nolan said, presenting the video to Dr. Abel.