Trevor Noah Audiobook Novels & Stories

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.

Like he was ready to punch him already. “DJ, please connect.” He nods his head, pulling out his phone from his pocket. I was now confused. I don't know what he was trying to do but I didn't like it. Then, audio starts playing. The Audio: I can't stop thinking about you, Elliot. Suddenly, my voice is over the hall, loud. Everyone starts listening. My throat instantly dried and my stomach hurts. Trevor doesn't say anything but listen. The Audio:(my voice )I love you. I still love you. I can't deny my feelings anymore.

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.

And finally, Noah's voice from the night of the confession, stripped of the apology, stripped of the love, leaving only the rage: "I cannot handle secrets right now! Why can't you move? Lose your mind?" The clip ended. In the recording, Noah didn't sound like a desperate husband trying to save his wife. He sounded like a man unhinged. Violent. Controlling. "They cut it," Noah whispered. "They took out the context. They took out the pregnancy." "They made you sound like a monster," Aria said. Noah dropped the phone on the duvet. "That's Exhibit B," Noah said. "Exhibit A was the photo. Exhibit B is the audio."

As if sensing my confusion, he further said, “Noelle showed me your picture.” “How do you know Noelle?” I asked instantly, feeling a bit protective of my friend. He chuckled at my reaction. “I am Trevor Zachary, Noelle’s boyfriend.” “Oh,” was all I could say. I kinda liked this guy by looks. He would look great with Noelle. “How is Noelle? I didn’t get a chance to talk to her,” Trevor let out, frustration evident in his voice. "Trevor," I began, my voice soft as I turned to face him, "Noelle... She's not doing well. She's been crying."

The next time i woke up i was feeling better, i got dress, went to reheat the soup that Lucia left for me, checking the time i saw it ten o'clock, guess i was really tired to sleep for that long, after finishing the soup i check the fridge and see that we need groceries, grabbing my small bag and phone i went to the market with my headphone on i was listening to an audiobook that i found earlier, this is my first trying this method I'm more of a having the hard copy in my hand type of girl, i got to say this audiobook is not that bad but i do know i will have to go the library for a hard copy. i was minding my business looking for some potatoes when someone stop short in front of my cart, i

Grayson remained at the table, moaning quietly to himself about the life he had built and the son who refused to fit into it. Noah reached his car and didn’t waste a second. He started the engine and drove out of the compound, through the gates, eyes already blurry with tears he fought hard to hold back. He knew he wouldn’t be able to keep them in for long. He gripped the steering wheel tightly, knuckles white, as he sped down the highway. Eventually he pulled over at a quiet, lonely spot along the road and killed the engine. The moment the car went silent, he collapsed forward, forehead pressing hard against the steering wheel. Hot tears poured down his face, his head throbbing with everyth

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!"

"He won't stay here. And we're wasting time." McCannon ground his jaw and rose to check the building before ducking back down. "You two take the front. We'll come in from the right. On three. One-" Raven's scream pierced the air, stopping Noah's heart for the third time tonight. An uneven breath frosted before his face. He didn't wait for orders. He climbed the hill, kicking up snow in his wake. As he secured his footing atop, wood splintered. The crack echoed off the water and bounced back. The door to the shack burst wide, catching in the wind.

"What do you mean by 'leaving'?" "Leaving. Flight's in three hours. He's done, Isabella." "Just like that?" Hardin moves toward the door. "Thought you didn't care." He leaves without another word. I sink onto the floor, my legs giving out beneath me, my body collapsing in a heap. My head falls into my hands. Noah is toxic. He is a predator who cleared the woods just so I’d have nowhere to run but into his arms. He’s a man who would burn the world down just to be the one to hold the extinguisher, to be my saviour. They used to see him as a broken record with bad tattoos and worse behaviour, a walking disaster, and when he came back, I didn't recognise this polished version of him.