Trevor Noahs Mom Novels & Stories

He knows for a fact that he wouldn't allow Ergon to take what belongs to him. In as much as he didn't want to cause a scene in the presence of his mom, he had no idea what he would do if this person turned out to be Valeria. He breathed a deep sigh before getting out of his car. Without a second thought, Noah marched into the mansion. Just as he got into the living room, he could hear his mother's happy voice from the dinner table. "You look so beautiful my dear!" He heard his mom say to whoever she was. Noah took baby steps to the dining room and held himself in check.

"So, I think I know that Noah almost every end of my life. Noah's mother is a career woman who has a friendly personality, but to me, she is not a good woman to be a mother. sHe is too busy working and doesn't give time and affection for Noah; it doesn't mean he doesn't love Noah, it's just that hse thinks money can make Noah happy. "Then, my mother worked as Noah's assistant. Why my mom? Because they had attended the same high school. My mother realized that Noah was a gloomy, quiet child like Noah had no friends. Even though Noah has twin cousins, they always tease Noah and always make Noah cry "Daliah is getting excited about the story to me.

There were only two trolley cases, and she grimaced, realizing my plan to escape after the wedding. “Let’s see, Mom.” I sighed, since this wasn’t in my hands. I wanted to stay with her forever. If only I hadn’t met Damien and his wife. But I couldn’t bare my heart to my mother. She wouldn’t understand. “Oh, there you are! I had lost my way, Ellie!” gasped Noah as he came rushing down the corridor. Before I could introduce them, Mom glared at Noah. “Who’s this, Ellie? Why have you brought him home? Is he your boyfriend?”

“Mom, I know there’s something on your mind. Just say it.” “Fine,” she replies, and I can almost picture her rolling her eyes. “Ava told me something yesterday.” My whole body stiffens. I already know where this is headed. “And…?” “She told me you were at Noah’s house. She asked if you and Noah are together.” She pauses. “And I’d like to know too.” There it is. I take a deep breath. “You know very well that Noah and I aren’t dating, Mom. There’s nothing going on between us.”

After all, Jamie has grown older and he wasn’t exactly cooperating with his sister when she tried to change his diaper! On the other hand, Lorian was only several months old. So, he didn’t cry when she did it. Zoe looked at both of them and asked Noah, “Where’s his mother, Noah?” Noah was stunned. He said, “She’s resting up in Nihonburg. I’ll fly her back to Brookesville once she’s doing better.” Zoe might not have remembered anything, but she could tell something was unusual with him. With that said, she didn’t push for information.

After what felt like long minutes, Noah’s soft voice finally broke through the tension. “Who exactly was that woman with Dean?” he asked hesitantly, his eyes wide and curious, curiosity and fear sharply mingling in his tone. “She… she looked incredibly dangerous to everyone.” I drew in a slow, deep breath, my hand quickly finding his, tightly holding it, completely grounding myself in the warmth of his familiar touch. “That was my mom,” I said finally, my jaw clenching as the words painfully left me. “I haven’t seen her in years since she left. But now she’s actively back… and when she violently found out you’re a Vengas, she immediately decided she fiercely wants you dead and gone.”

In my last life, it happened at the welcome party for my newborn brother. My aunt Vivian forced her way into the nursing room while my mother was changing and carried Noah out. By the time my mother came out in clean clothes, he was gone. Vivian argued that she had only taken him out to show him to the guests, and that my mother was the one who hadn't watched her own child. The security footage was destroyed on purpose. My mother couldn't find any new evidence, and in the end the investigation into his disappearance was closed. After that, my mother was never right again. She spent every day murmuring Noah's name, and six months later she was in a car accident. My father searched for three y

During a holiday, when I told my mother that my boyfriend would be coming to my house, her expression darkened. Tears welled up in her eyes as she touched my face and said in a hoarse voice, “Oh my God... Thank God you’re still alive. “Do you remember what day this is? This time, I’m not letting you die.” She acted as if she were possessed and screamed at me hysterically, “He’s a serial killer! We’ll all die if he comes today. Last time around, I was the only one left!” I believed her. I broke up with him and called the police to have him arrested. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him get taken away, and my mother revealed a triumphant smile. She then said calmly, “That’s that.

After I started college, Mom said she'd send me money in installments. "Lucia, you're an adult now. I want you to learn how to manage money, so I'll give you your living expenses in installments." I figured she meant monthly. Maybe weekly, worst case. Then move-in day came. Mom walked around the cafeteria, checked the prices, and sent $8 to my payment app. I stared at my phone. "Mom, did you send the wrong amount?" She smiled. "Silly girl. That's your lunch money for today. I checked already. Just get the cheapest grab-and-go meal. "From now on, ask me for money before each meal." I froze. So by installments, she didn't mean monthly. Or weekly. She meant one meal at a time. By da

A dangerous pause filled the space between them, both men breathing hard, both staring at each other's mouths like they’d forgotten how to speak. Noah pressed on, his words laced with cutting, icy venom. "That background check you ran? Money well spent." His eyes never wavered, his gaze fixed and unblinking, his voice flat and mechanized. The kind of calm that signals the imminent shattering of a dam. "It’s true," he admitted, "I don’t have any family living in Crestwick." His jaw tensed painfully, each word a betrayal of his own past he’d fought so hard to conceal. Yet he forced the damning truth out. "My mom’s in Linden Hollow Cemetery."