Trevor Noah Audiobook Novels & Stories

Travis' girlfriend's voice cracked as she cried and pleaded with them. "Travis has the decision," Noah said coldly. This is the first time I am seeing Noah this cold to someone. His aura is often sweet and friendly. I never thought he could be like this. What if it got to the point that Travis would do the same thing to me? I shake my head one after another to remove that thought from my mind. "The van outside is ready to take you to the port." That was Noah's answer to Travis' girlfriend's request. "But--" Travis interrupted what he was going to say.

Then it was Noah's turn to feel lonely. He got ready to go to the university and went out a little early since he could walk slowly. As the previous day, coincidentally he was early again. Even so, this time he was not nervous. He casually walked into the room and noticed Morris was not there. He felt relieved for no reason. Then he sat in an empty row and took out his phone to text Michel. When he was just about to send the message he typed, where he heard the strangely unpleasant voice. "Hello, Noah. Good Morning!" Morris, the handsome guy, happened to greet him today too.

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.

Aurora sits frozen, her face pale, her lips pressed into a thin line. Noah straightens his tie, glancing around the table. “None of you can even think of opposing me,” he says, his tone icy. “You all have skeletons in your cupboards. And I assure you, I know exactly where they’re buried.” With that, he buttons his jacket, adjusts his cuffs, and strides toward the door, Nile trailing closely behind him. The moment Noah steps outside, his phone dings. He pulls it from his pocket, his eyes narrowing as he sees an unknown number. It’s a video recording.

Hi Lovies💕, I know it's been a minute and I'm so sorry for the long wait. I had health issues and had to get surgery. It's been a long road to recovery and writing had to take a back seat as I focused on my health. Many of you have been asking about Noah's book [The billionaire's fight for redemption]. I just wanted to let you know that it's already out. Please do me a favor and check it out. Just like I'd communicated, some of the unanswered questions will be answered in the sequel. You'll also still get to see glimpses of the characters from this book.

Five minutes passed, and Noah came with a wrinkled face. "Sorry, I am late. The last lesson is sports," said Noah as he sat next to Xeva. "Nope. So, what do you want to say?" asked Xeva, she was really curious. Because this was the first time Noah had spoken to her. "Tonight, come with me to Lasi Town," said Noah after gulping down his drink. Xeva rolled her eyes in surprise. Noah asked her out with him? Impossible. "I am serious." As if knowing what was on Xeva's mind, Noah immediately reassured her.

spencer) [mr.spencer: I didn't mean to not send you a message earlier.] [mr.spencer: crystal?] (You missed a call from mr.spencer) [mr.spencer: hey?] This is a hella flood of messages. The amount of his followers trying to send him messages are insane. It even piled up my message. While on me, there are only three conversations, and one of them is with Trina's. “He's crazy.” I lifted my gaze to Noah who is now wearing a leather jacket, and a black shades with a tinge of blue.

I panic and Noah pulls me closer to his chest as he wraps his arms around my waist, trying to calm me down. "Babe, please keep calm," he urges. "We will find them." He stares at my face for a while, smiling brightly so that I can relax as well. "The only way to find out what is really going on is to go back to the book," he says and I shake my head. I do not want to go back to that book for any reason. It has scared the life out that I can barely recover myself. "I don't want--" "Hold on," Noah cuts me off, looking like he is deep in thoughts. "Was the voice a male voice?" He asks and I think about it, I definitely heard a male voice.

Five young men stood shoulder to shoulder beneath the Black Ridge training camp sign, smiling into the camera. Noah. Alek. Marcus. Ethan. And the fifth man. His face was finally visible. Before anyone could study it, the tape recorder clicked on by itself. Static crackled through the room. Then a familiar voice filled the silence. “Hello, Noah.” Noah’s entire body went still. “If you’re hearing this,” the voice continued, “it means you finally found the place where your life truly ended.” Ava looked at Noah, but he couldn’t look away from the recorder.