Adrien Fencing Novels & Stories

The instructor gave a small nod. "Good. You're learning" Kai, standing in the next lane, completely missed his target. "I blame the gun," he muttered. "You missed the paper," Adriana replied. "I was aiming for a confidence boost" She couldn't help smiling. The next exercise involved combat knives. The members practiced throwing them at wooden targets. Adriana struggled at first, but after watching the instructor's technique, she adjusted her throw. Thunk! The knife embedded itself into the outer ring. A few attempts later

He fished out his knife from his armor and hurled it in a straight line, sending it flying toward its target. Stab! The frontmost enemy had his chest pierced clean through, and Adrian appeared behind him to catch the knife in mid-air. With another swift movement, Adrian kicked two more guards into the air and slashed their throats before they even landed on the ground. Adrian’s movements were so swift that his enemies were all caught off guard. None of them were able to react to the situation. They were not even able to let out a single cry, while Adrian eliminated another couple more within seconds, leaving more than ten bodies in his wake.

But they're gonna get another thing coming; Hunter basically doesn't take other people's bullshit and he's not gonna start now. To make him more charming, he has practiced mixed martial arts since he was young, and has won a lot of golden medals; but he doesn't fight back when the bullies try to beat him up, he only just dodges to not let one of them end in a hospital. Adrien on the other hand is 17 and an egocentric jock. He's really handsome, charming with the ladies, not that smart and full of himself. But, he's not like every jock. You see, he may act all tough and intimidating; but, he's actually a childish, sweet and adorable big baby. And overall, way to trusting

And a threat. I forced a smile. "Thank you for the demonstration." His eyes narrowed at my formal tone, but he bowed and left the arena. Finally, Adrian's name was called. My heart jumped when I saw him walk into the ring. He wore simple fighting clothes that showed his strong build. But he moved differently than the others. Graceful. Controlled. His opponent was another hired warrior, younger and eager. The fight began. Adrian was fast. He dodged attacks instead of blocking them, always staying just out of reach. When he did strike, it was precise. Never more than necessary.

Before Pavan could answer, Adren walked over and scoffed. “Oh my brother,” he said mockingly. “If you’re this weak, maybe you should focus on your health instead of fighting for the title of strongest martial artist.” At that moment, Pavan understood. This wasn’t a coincidence. He looked at me and said quietly, “You were right.” Adren noticed and turned toward me. “Who are you? You must be new.” I met his gaze. “Why do you care?” Adren laughed. “You’ve got some nerve. Do you even know who I am? I’m Adren Giovanni, the strongest in the combat training hall. When you speak to me, you bow.”

We both stumbled, nearly fell. Adrien recovered first, pulling me up and shoving me toward a gap in the fence. "Go! I'm right behind you!" I squeezed through the gap, tearing my jacket on the chain-link. Turned back to see Adrien following And saw one of the gunmen round the corner, weapon raised. "Adrien!" I screamed. He dove through the fence just as the gun fired. We hit the ground on the other side, rolled, scrambled to our feet. "Car!" Adrien shouted. "Get to the car!"

I asked. Adrian, who was the closest to me broke away from his partner and came over. "It would be my pleasure, Alpha," he said. Adrian and I started sparring and things got pretty intense very fast. My fists flew at him with the speed of striking bullets. He was fast, but not fast enough to defend himself and attack me too. I increased the intensity of my blows. It felt so good to hit something. Doing that took away the edge of my frustration. And then, minutes later, there was a loud, sickening crunch as my fists connected with his nose. Nearly everyone stopped to watch.

The enforcer gasped, stumbling backward into the boards as Leo stood his ground beside Jax. “Clear the lane!” Adrian roared, diving into the middle of the remaining three men. *** The red-lit arena turned into a dark, violent brawl. Adrian grabbed the lead man by his jacket lapels, driving his knee hard into the man’s midsection before spinning him flat onto the ice. His cedar scent surged out in a fierce, feral wave that filled my lungs, making my blood burn hot. I stepped up to cover Adrian’s blind side, my hockey stick held horizontally to block a swing from the fifth enforcer.

“You’re fast, your highness.” “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Adrien’s voice is suddenly at my ear, dark and low. His arm snakes around me, the heat of his body pinning me still as he lowers my sword hand with infuriating ease. Goosebumps explode across my skin, and not because of the wind. Adrien is not Edric. And yet… my body seems very determined to remind me how long it’s been since I’ve felt the heat of a man this close.

the man sneered with an amused chuckle. A faint smile returned to Adrien's lips. He left from there while still hugging Gruga. Adrien said, "I'll go watch again. Maybe My Lord needs something." Before finally leaving from there. As he said, Adrien returned to guard in front of the altar door accompanied by Felen's unique creatures which were quite troublesome. Even so, he didn't mind taking care of them. Rather happy because they have the opportunity to examine the behavior of these creatures. ***