Trevor Noah Abel Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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—"

He responded. "Will the two Alphas who have elected to stand with Alpha Caleb, please identify themselves." The head stated. The first person to get on his feet was Nolan. While they had patched up their relationship somewhat, Caleb still didn't expect much from Nolan, even less to speak alongside him. "I, Alpha Nolan, of the McGyver Pack, stand with Alpha Caleb of the Duncan Pack, in the trial of Alejandro." He announced. If Nolan standing to his feet shocked him, the next voice he heard, sent his shock into overdrive.

Isabella didn't move forward to save Trevor as she looked at her King who was looking at Alaina in a numb state. "Well well. It's time for revenge." Noah said as he stood beside Alaina." No King can rule for his entire life. He had to leave his crown one day." Noah snickered as the rebels started laughing. Umera signalled Isabella as they pounced on some of the humans and started draining their blood but they were soon captured like Trevor. Alaina and Noah was standing before him as he was staring at Alaina waiting for her to come and stood beside him.

Thank the heavens that I don't have to walk very far! I move over to the doorway and gently push the door open. I stand in the opening as I gaze into the room. Trevor is laid out on a bed with a blanket pulled up to his shoulders. He is pale and still, which freaks me out and horrifies me. I see Noah sitting beside him with his head in his hands and his mom, Millie is curled up in a ball on a chair on the other side of the room. “Is he.. dead?” My words barely come out as a whisper, but still, Noah looks up. Standing quickly, he moves over to help me over to the chair, where he seats me. “Are you okay?” He asks me and I nod.

The territorial jerk that he is, Abel immediately wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me to his side. He glares at the guy and shakes his head. “Not today, man. Not ever.” I roll my eyes, pleading with the stranger for understanding. His own eyes fill with recognition. “Heavy, huh? I’m Noah, by the way. Catch you later, pretty lady!” After Noah turns and leaves, I struggle out of Abel’s grip and push his shoulder. “Not cool! Not cool at all." His head tilts to the side. "What did he mean by that comment? Heavy?"

"Thanks for helping me out today. Here go pick up a pizza and a six-pack. Enjoy it—on me." Gio's scrutinizing eyes didn't go unnoticed. The way Noah was acting, they'd all be onto him soon, but Gio was probably already thinking it. He knew him better than anyone else did. "What? You're not coming with?" Abel asked, taking the money. Noah shook his head. "I gotta lot of unpacking to do. Then I still gotta go into the gym tonight." He flexed his arm. "Rain or shine, baby, can't stop training. Pretty soon, I'll be back in the ring."

As the search results appear, my jaw drops, and my eyes widen like saucers. Meet Noah 'EN’ Taylor, the son of Jude Taylor, a billionaire who has held an oil block since the early 1980s. Not only does his father own a conglomerate of comoanies, spanning across America and various Asian countries, but his mother, Helen Taylor, is an accomplished individual herself. She retired as a Professor, she held the prestigious position of America’s ambassador to Egypt.

I said as I had linked in Reign. “We are trying, Rem but if one more of these dickwads refer to you sexually I do not know if I will be able to hold my wolf or Cain,” Abel stated. “Do not worry about me, brother. I am calm. Enough, at least. But the first chance I get I will take out Treyvon and Gavin and that douchebag alpha and son.” Cain grumbled.