Was Noah An Albino の小説・ストーリー

"All right, just don't say I didn't warn you." Gio always knew Abel had his reservations about Noah dating someone so much older, but he'd kept it to himself for the most part. This is why it surprised him that Abel was being such a hard ass about it now. Gio knew Abel just had Noah's best interest at heart, but Abel couldn't be that blind. Noah wasn't changing his mind about Roni—not now, not ever.

“And I would know, since I’m Immortal, and I know every creature that walks upon these lands, since my powers control their inhibitions.” I can feel Noah’s gaze on me as Cian talks, seeing if I’m receiving what my mate is feeding into my ear, but I can’t look at him. How can I doubt this, after what Stace has done to me, having killed me, now this? Noah and I share the same blood colour…there has to be some explanation. “Cian, my blood is purple. I’m not normal,” I remind him. My mate’s posture deflates, but his defiance is still evident in the way his jaw clenches and his eyes remain stern. If it weren’t for the crackling fire behind us, the silence in this room would be deafening.

“You humans are hilarious; you seem to fail to realize you all are born of the same mother she knows no color. Your skin is a mere formality where genetics are concerned you all come from an Annunaki woman whose skin resembles the sky of the universe from which the lords rule over. Your skin represents the colors of the world in the purest forms that come from the creation of the royal blood line of the Annunaki, and the slightly diluted color of the LuLu of those who were created to serve the Annunaki.” “What does that even mean?” I bite back feeling the impending doom that was no doubt about to be brought about by his response. “It was the only way to distinguish our connection to the rich

Until darkness takes her. "Xevanya! Oh, god! Wake up ... please, wake up!" Gladys approached Xevanya was lying on the floor. She tried to wake her up. Her eyes began to tear up when Xevanya didn't open her eyes. Hearing his young sister loud voice made Noah's eyes that had started to return to their original color turn dark blue again. "ZOERA DE LASKA! YOU ARE SO OUTSTANDING!" Noah shouted at Mrs. Zoe. A black mist enveloped Noah's body. His aura was extremely sinister for a teenage wizard. A human-sized sphere-shaped magic power charged towards Madam Zoe.

He made no attempt to correct them. He was a sociopath with an obsession for power and a pattern of marrying teenage girls. He was a culmination of everything bad in one person. The tribe needed a glue. A heart. A Luna. Noah needed to find her. Fast. Because the ball was bouncing. And the box was shrinking.

Noah pulled out a chair and sat, reaching for a file without looking and began going through it. Noah closed the file. He couldn’t concentrate. Not with two albinos racing around in his head. One was like a skittish little kitten and the other a brazen minx whose lips, so soft he felt the need to bite and bruise them, he couldn’t seem to get out of his head. The world really knew how to test him. Enough. He groaned and stood, moving back into the main room. He needed to reset. A shower and sleep will do him some good, but as he passed the mirror he froze—his reflection stared back at him.on his neck and collarbone sat fading patches of pink.

He dabbed at his black t-shirt and laughed. “Don't worry about it. At least it was just ice,” he said and handed me back the towel. “I'm Noah. I'm going to be helping you out tonight.” He held out his hand to shake mine. It was warm and strong. My eyes traced from his hand, up perfectly sculpted biceps to a strong jaw and dark hair. His eyes were what made me lose my train of thought, though. They were robin’s egg blue and held depths that made my knees weak. Words left my brain. He was flipping gorgeous.

Four years, and he still hadn’t formally bonded with her. In that moment of shock, Noah let out a pained groan. The after-effects of the inhibitor spray were kicking in. His breathing grew more difficult, his face turned purple, and even the color of his irises began to shift, his black eyes taking on a dangerous, reddish-gold tint. It was the sign of a top-tier bloodline undergoing a forced awakening when threatened. “Noah!” I had no time to argue with Liam. “I have to get him to a hospital!”

The room, now a cocoon of guarded emotions, held within its walls the weight of revelations that transcended the mundane. Dr. Vaughan, the beacon of medical insight in this mystical realm, began to unravel the enigma that shrouded Noah's ailment. "Noah's condition," Dr. Vaughan began, his tone measured, "stems from the unique nature of his werewolf lineage. Unlike typical werewolves, his werewolf side has not been touched by the energy of the full moon."

He was shirtless, and I felt heat flush my cheeks at the sight of all his exposed muscles, something that had been occurring more often lately. In recent months, I had grown very attracted to my best friend of the past seventeen years of my life, and it was getting ever harder to ignore, It didn't help that between his Japanese dad and American mother, he ended up with the very best of both worlds. He had his mothers straight silky hair the locks were snow white thick, wavy and lustrous, and fell in waves to his shoulders, hanging into his mysterious silver eyes Xander had been born with a genetic birth defect that caused him to be born an Albino.