Adrian From Miraculous Novels & Stories

Only Violet accepts. I watch Violet being picked up by her brother... the badass, scary biker who now looks completely lost. He actually looks scared, though he tries to hide it. But I can tell. I’m pulled back into the compound, and before I know it, I’m on a couch between Iren and another biker. From his patch, I know his name is Maker. I stare into space and crawl back into myself... hiding from the pain I’m feeling at the thought that my best friend, my sister, might possibly die. Taking me with her.

Adrian with a few of his men were standing over them, his chest heaving, his body covered in blood that wasn't his. I backed away from the window, holding my head with my hands as I tried to make sense of what just happened. So this was how he had been able to stay untouchable? His strength didn't really come from the training tactics of his warriors. That piece of intel I sent to my father was as good as useless. Adrian had a silver liquid that turned him into an untouchable monster. Just then, I heard his heavy, rhythmic footsteps thundering up the stairs. He burst into the bedroom, his eyes still shimmering with that strange, residual violet light. He was covered in filth and gore, but he

Adrian looked confused. “What?” The silver mark suddenly appeared on his chest. He gasped. Elena rushed toward him. “Adrian!” The First One laughed. “The choice was never about you, Elena.” The ground beneath Adrian's feet began glowing. “It was about him.” Mira screamed: “NO!” The Guardian roared. And Adrian disappeared into a burst of silver light.

I ask. Silence. "How long?" I demand. "Two minutes," Dominic says. "And Adrian Wei is still three tunnels away. He won't make it." My heart stops. "But I will," a voice says from outside the door. That’s Adrian’s voice. He made it somehow, impossibly but he made it. The floor cracks, literally. A fissure splits through the concrete where Adrian stands on the other side of the door. The lights flicker and die, leaving only the glow of paranormal symbols.

Adam pushes me behind him before creating a mirror-like transparent glossy shield, and knocking the few witches that had attached us a few moments ago. "No, I haven't, I know you're going to tell me that there is no point, just look around, who's responsible for all this She and she only is the cause of this...And also, I don't know if you know, but Adrain is here, Adrian Sage..he is the one who ..-he looked at me for one second, and just for that moment behind that rage and violence and the blood of so many people he's killed just today, there was hopelessness behind those angry navy blue eyes.

Adrian announces, all flair and swagger, “my divine goddess of gluten. Tell me you saved me a cheese danish or I’ll start a revolution out there with the Upper East Side PTA moms.” I laugh.Real, sudden. Like exhaling after holding my breath too long. Adrian always knows how to anchor me. “There’s one left,” I say. “But you will have to duel for it.” “I’d let you win,” he declares. “But only because I love you. Mostly.” Then, finally, Adrian turns to Damien. His tone cools, but only slightly. “Mr. Von Adler,” he says. “Didn’t expect to find you among carbs.” Damien’s jaw shifts. “Nor did I expect to be.”

Adrian said with a dangerous voice before flying off towards his castle. "You know, you'd think I would be that possessive with me being the king of Greed and all, but it seems they have switched our sin." Micah stated, receiving a middle finger from Adrian who disappeared more and more. "Shall I try some lust?" He asked loudly. I couldn't help the giggle that escaped me but it sounded more like a shiver.

My mission was to keep Sera from falling to pieces. To my surprise, Adrian’s presence seemed to have already been doing the trick. Adrian had the same likeable, innocent qualities about him Mikey had, which made someone like Sera instantly like him. She’d had questions dancing behind her eyes when she’d met him, but now it seemed they were getting along just fine. Maybe he had even distracted her from the night’s events.

God. No tiny hands. Fair. Nothing. Reasonable honestly. Then the world stopped. God. Everything stopped. Fair. The music. Reasonable. The laughter. God. The crowd. Fair. Everything. Reasonable honestly. Then Adrian's heart dropped. God. Straight into the ocean. Fair. Gone. Reasonable. Then Elena saw his face. God. Immediately. Fair. And froze. Reasonable. Because she'd never seen that expression before. God. Not once. Fair.

I get it, that whole thing is dead and buried but can he just step up and act like a normal person, like a friend at least. Why couldn't he just have my back just once? “Hey, if she was just a human,” Adrian said, voice cutting through everyone else's, “ she wouldn't be standing here right now, unharmed.” My gaze falls on Adrian, signature cocky smirk in place like always. With something else seemingly hidden underneath, mischievous and excitement maybe. Even though he spoke up for me, it was probably an opening for him to mess with Draven again. So, even though I’m glad he said something I’m not under any illusion that he was doing it for my benefit.