Novel & Cerita Adrian From Miraculous

Where did Adrian go? Did the lycan kill him?

The message is still on the screen. Don’t trust Adrian.

His eyes unnerve me, though - they’re a deeper crimson than Creed’s Alpha red. “Are you going to introduce me?” he asks Creed with a raised eyebrow, and I catch the glint of a metal ball in his mouth - a tongue piercing? Creed takes my hand and kisses the back of it again before walking me to where the other man is standing. “Cherie, I’d like you to meet the person who literally saved my life - Alpha Arkyn Vega, my mentor,” he says with pride. The man named Arkyn takes my hand and shakes it. “Pleased to meet you, Cherie - so you’re the unlucky one who gets to be Creed’s mate-”

Though her mother told her not to bother about Adaline, Adele could not sit still and she disguised herself and came down to the Euston's company and was welcomed with the sight of Adaline acting so sweet towards Mr Drew. "Did you see all of that? What do you plan to do now? It seems that Mr Drew is already smitten by that sister of yours." Mirabelle who had just arrived after Adele called her also witnessed the scene from where she parked her car and she was equally surprised. Adele scoffed at Mirabella's words. She folded her hands across her chest and replied. "Smitten my ass. That's not even possible. I'm sure Drew is only using her for his own amusement and he'll surely dump her." Adele

I said. “I’ll fix this,” Storm said. “How?” Adrian spat at him. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough! You’re the reason I was sold to the playhouse. YOU’RE the reason I started taking the milkweed!” Adrian was almost hysterical. But then a voice interrupted us from behind. “Now now, Adrian. That’s not exactly true. Tsk tsk. You really shouldn’t lie to your friends.” It was Murietta. Adrian’s eyes narrowed.

Adrian had rushed over in an ambulance after receiving the call in the hospital, so he was surprised to see his dad conscious. “This young man revived him with acupuncture.” Someone in the crowd pointed at Kiran. Adrian’s eyes landed on Kiran. “It’s you! You’re that miracle doctor!” With a face full of joy, he stepped forward to grasp Kiran’s hand and said enthusiastically, “I searched everywhere for you after we parted ways on the train, but I never thought you’d be the one saving my father today. I can’t thank you enough!” When the residents heard Adrian call Kiran a miracle doctor and speak to him with such reverence, they also started looking at him with respect.

“For evolution. For the future of our kind.” He paused, eyes glinting. “For my lineage.” Emily shook her head fiercely. “I am not yours. I don’t belong to you.” “No,” Gabriel admitted, “but you will.” A violent crack split the air behind him. Then— Adrian emerged from the cloud of dust like a monster rising from hell itself. His shirt hung in shreds. Blood dripped from his hairline, streaked across his cheek. His left arm hung weakened at his side, but the right—his clawed hand—flexed with murderous intent.

Another guard added, “He’s gone now. No trace. Like he was never there.” I felt frustration build in my chest. Someone had wanted this man silenced before he could tell us more. They had planned it perfectly. I clenched my fists and walked back inside. The sniper had disappeared without leaving a single clue behind. Lucien had the bleeding under control. The man sat up a little, his face pale but his eyes clear. He looked at Betty first, then at the rest of us. “My name is Adrian,” he said, his voice weak but steady. “I was one of Betty’s mother’s most trusted protectors before the Crown Bloodline was destroyed.”

Rocky whispers, smiling still. “No,” I firmly decline, I don't want anything to do with this man, that one night of outlandish was enough. Mr crazy comes forward and introduces himself, seemingly normal when he speaks. “Hi, I'm Adrian. Adrian Moretti.” I don't shake his hand, I merely stare at it and then lift my gaze to his. His stare is expressionless, he has this blank look in his eyes like most rich people I've met. “We've met,” I feign a smile. “A very unpleasant encounter if you ask me.”

“STOP SAYING THAT!” Another wave of laughing emojis filled the live. At that moment, Adrian walked behind her on camera. He didn’t look at her. Didn’t touch her. Didn’t even react to her crying. He just grabbed his keys and said: “I’m heading out.” Monica whipped around. “Adrian?! Where are you going?” “Gym,” he said flatly, walking off-screen. “You were at the gym this morning!” she cried. He didn’t answer. The door shut.