Castlevania Adrian Novels & Stories

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

3rd person pov. Claudia shrieked back as her skin brushed Varek's and for a moment, she felt an excruciating pain that shut through her body like an electric current, gritting her teeth tightly, she pulled her hands off his and inched away from Varek. To Varek, it would seem as though she was reacting to the silver chains which was one of the many weaknesses to the werewolves among others. He himself would have sustained injuries if it wasn't for the leather gloves that he had worn. He also saw this little act as a sign of defiance and this enraged him even more.

My father hadn’t been a saint, but he hadn’t been a coward either. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kieran leaning against a tree. The vampire didn’t bother pretending to blend in. Blond hair catching the sun, green eyes half-lidded as if the whole affair was beneath him, hands tucked lazily in his coat pockets. He looked like he was watching a performance he wasn’t particularly invested in. I almost laughed. Of all the guards Perth could’ve sent, I got this one—the bored angel who looked like he’d rather nap through the apocalypse.

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.”

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.

I whisper, he hums, "can we go home please, I don't want to stay here." He answers immediately, "of course, my love, we'll go change and then get our bags and head home." I nod, "thank you," is all I say as I continue to stare out the side window. My mind goes to, Vincent DeLuca, he seemed nice when I ran into him in the hallway. His grey eyes were soft, salt and pepper hair slicked back neatly cut short on the sides, he's not as tall as Braddock, but what he lacked in height, he made up for with his aura. He released it to intimediate Braddock, somethings off about him, I just don't know what, his aura had no effect on me. My door opens and Braddock's hand is extended, waiting for me t

I opened the door swiftly and got down from the vehicle, noticing that Daniel had stopped, and was staring horrifyingly at the figure that just destroyed the rear window of his car. I turned my head, and the figure came to sight. My eyes widened as I saw the man, now visible by the moonlight, standing at the back of the car, breathing furiously, holding a bat in his hand. He must have used the bat to break the window. The man stared at me, and his eyes held so much emotion that I'd never seen before, or even knew he was capable of holding. He bit his lower lip as his nose twitched, turning his head to look at Daniel. The man was Adam.

"You let her go again?" Adrian's voice came from behind. "What should I do? Manipulate her? You and I know I don't have that skill, only if I were you, I could have manipulated her," Adrian’s face darkened, the young man is more of a vampire than a wolf and he has the skill of manipulating people and that is what vampires are good at. Although Adrian hated the fact that he was a vampire and sometimes he got too tasty for blood and could finish almost eight bags of blood at a stretch. But he never ran out of it, Todd made sure to always have enough blood in their blood bank, knowing that they had too many vampires in their pack. His father and beta Mason who happen to be Adrian's father. Alth

Screams echoed throughout the cave. Michael took over when I got bored. He slit the vampire's femoral artery. “In about six minutes give or take your going to bleed out. Answer her questions, and I'll heal the wound.If not well, I make sure no one can ever find you. You’ll go mad with hunger forever.” “What do you want to know?” The vampire said in a hoarse cry, “Ah, so you do want to live vampire?” “The questions, what are the questions?” He asked impatiently, “What is your name? And who sent you? “ “My name is Adrian. No one sent me. I felt compelled to be here like something was pulling me here drawing me here.” “ Michael heal him please and thank you, Adrian,” Michael did as I asked of h

The room was silent, Caine and I scanning every corner with our alerts in red. “Caine…leave,” I sobbed, fear crawling up my skin. “Not without you,” he responded, slowly making his way to me. The moment he took his eyes off the room, Adrian appeared behind him, pulled his neck backward, and sank his fangs into his neck. *******