Trevor Noah Audiobook Novels & Stories

Dammit, he thought. Dammit all. With a resigned sigh, Noah pushed away from the wall and made his way over to the group. Hannah stood, gesturing to the stool with a smirk, and Noah shot her a withering look before sitting in her place. A young boy immediately thrust a book into his hands, and Noah found himself the recipient of a dozen expectant stares. Steeling himself, Noah cleared his throat and opened the book, scanning the first few pages with a furrowed brow. When he began to read out loud, his voice was flat and monotone, utterly devoid of any of the animation or voices that Hannah had used.

That was all he said Then added casually “Not really my type.” The boys exchanged surprised glances. Trevor… talking like this? To a girl? Casually? Claudia shook her head. “You know what, I’m leaving before your ‘not-my-type’ girlfriend gets the wrong idea.” She walked out without waiting And Trevor’s eyes followed her. For a brief second, something unreadable flickered across his face. Then— “Yo,” Noah called, breaking the silence as he stepped forward. “You need to see this.” He showed Trevor his phone.

Noah suggested the offer to Trevor which made him startled as he didn't expect that and his company was a pioneer , moreover ,he couldn't snatch the project from his friend. "Yeah, you should sign this project with Trevor as I can't resume this project with you." Aaron's voice radiated in the room for the first time in the entire situation. He knew now his workers couldn't approach the required limit despite having the vampire speed and he was none of them who work with limitations. And he wanted Trevor to achieve this project to carry on with his profession. Moreover he knew with that Traitor inside the castle he couldn't do anything. The first and foremost task for him was to find the trai

“ I would rather die , than accept what you had just said , that’s no fucking fling and I know it , I see the way you look at her , the way you talk to her and the way you act all over when you are around her , it seems like you are kissing yourself over her and making yourself look weak and you are literally turning into a loverboy , that is literally the last thing that I want to see you be “ I turned to face Noah and I wished that I could just punch him in the face . The fact that he thinks that he can just open his mouth and talk the way he liked just because he is my friend isn’t telling at all . I know you are going to be pissed that I said it to your face but if I didn’t then who is g

"Get your brother in my trunk, the black SUV has a compartment in the back. If you lift it there is enough room for him to curl up inside of it and you can shut it. It's where the spare tire went, but we used it on our way here. Lady Ella, please consider coming with us and getting out of here yourself. It's not safe for you here!" Noah said then pulled back and looked at her, bringing his hand to her face and wiping the tears with his thumbs that we're streaming down her cheeks. He could see so much pain in her eyes for the first time. He could see her walls had finally dropped and her fake act was no longer there. What was there was everything she was hiding from the world. She then forced

And whispered: “Grandfather.” The air in the room was freezing. Liam gorged. Mira went backwards. Emil slowly lifted the blue book from the table. His hands trembled. He beat it. And this time there was not my writing. Noahs. He read with a gross voice: When Noah meets himself, the loop is not broken. She's grown up . The older Noah stepped a step closer. Then he looked at me. Not the younger Noah. Just me. His voice became soft.

I set him down on his light-up sneakers, then bent at the waist so I was eye-level with him. “Go, get dressed in your special school clothes, okay? The ones I showed you.” Noah, as if needing to assert his authority as the resident kid one final time, shifted into his lupine form. I watched with amusement as he ambled along on his clumsy, large paws toward his room. I shook my head as I went to sit with Travis. “So, boss, where’s your coffee, hm?” “Can’t you take a hint and drop something for once?” I asked him. “You’re as bad as Noah with all the questions and twice as bad at listening.”

Draven said, his full attention now on me rather than the bowl of cereal in front of him. “It’s going to get soggy.” I said as I tilted my head towards his bowl. “You might want to finish up with that soon.” He narrowed his eyes at me, well aware that I was changing the subject, but he didn’t say anything more. “Poor bastards,” Noah muttered under his breath. I turned to him, my jaw clenched tightly, “what did you say?” He glanced up at me like he was surprised to still find me at the table. Then he lifted his phone and read out loud.

"Let me go." He let my hand go and looked down at me with a condescending smirk. "I want to help you." "What do you know about me?" "I know you want to waste a good set of bones and organs on this pothole-ridden road." "What?" "Weren't you just fantasizing about suicide?" "How did you even hear me?" "I have a very good pair of ears." I scoffed. "What do you want?" "My name is Noah, and I'm the man who is going to save your life."

"Noah? What are you doing?" Noah didn't answer her. He didn't even look at her. His lazy, unbothered posture was completely gone. He stepped right out into the very center of the precinct lobby, walking straight past my furious father and stopping directly in front of Detective Miller and Maya. The entire room went dead silent as Noah reached deep into his gray hoodie pocket and pulled out his smartphone. He tapped the screen twice. A brightly lit audio player popped up, showing a fresh, three-minute voice recording file sitting right at the top of his list.