Castlevania Adrian Novels & Stories

"I need to be there." Marcus looks like he wants to argue. Then he just nods. "Your choice. But stay back. Do not interfere. No matter what you or hear." "Okay." Twenty minutes later the elevator opens. Adrian walks out first. Blood on his knuckles. His shirt torn. His eyes still glowing blue. He looks like violence personified. Behind him two of his wolves drag Vanessa. Her perfect blonde hair is a mess. Her designer clothes are dirty. Blood drips from her nose.

Chapter 2 Continued: A Stirring Resonance As Seraphina's form vanished into the night sky, a profound silence descended upon the forest, the echoes of their heated exchange lingering like the fading embers of a dying fire. Adrian stood alone amidst the towering trees, his heart pounding with a tumult of emotions he could not readily define. The encounter had unsettled him, stirring a resonance that defied the boundaries of his ingrained animosity toward vampires.

"That wasn't me, you idiot. I wasn't even born." "You exist and that's enough." He circled now, eyes wild. "And now you'll bring that vampire snake right to our gates. Adrian has been looking for a way to restart the war and you just gave him the best one! I’m here to make sure that never happens. Adrian again. The name kept crawling out of the dark like it owned the place. He feinted left, then drove forward. I sidestepped, grabbed the fallen mug from the floor, and smashed it against his temple. The ceramic shattered, tea splashed, but he barely even flinched. Wolf healing was already kicking in.

He could see the shadows in one room upstairs. The figure clenched his fist as a wicked smile tugged on his beautiful face. "This is just the beginning, Lucas Rosewood!" The person's green eyes glowed in the night with something cold and murderous... ADRIAN!

"You!" The Sire tried to strike at me, but Cassian moved to block the blow, shielding me with his own body. The two of them fought, nearly tearing the entire church apart. Just as I was about to intervene, Adrian appeared. "Little vampire," he said, "where did you attract this old monster from? You're always saying I don't understand strategy. Today, I'll show you the art of werewolf combat!" Bringing Adrian to my side was part of the plan. He had killed my sister without mercy. A man with a heart of stone. A soul like that must taste awful.

He continues to look at me with wide eyes. Feeling my phone vibrant, I take it out of my pocket to see that I have a text from Lisa asking where am I. I send her a text back, telling her I'll be there soon to explain everything to them. "Do you guys realize that this guy is a vampire?" Adrian looks at Vampire standing next to Donna before looking around at everyone with a raised eyebrow. "What did I tell you about asking stupid questions? Please excuse my stupid little brother." Joe leans forward smacking Adrian across the head.

Silvina said, Mate of Perol who is half human and half Werewolf. Eden nodded briefly. "I'll leave it to you.," he said, leaving Megan's body in a tub made of wood. The tub is in a semicircular place with a hollow roof to get sunlight or the moon to sneak in and the place is at the top of the castle. A place where Eden used to clean himself without anyone having the right to use it. Silvina then calls a mate from another Werewolf to help her. Megan's eyes kept closed despite the flow of water and Silvina's soft touch that cleansed her body.

Rufus suggested as everyone seemed to be flowing in with his ideas. In Layla's eyes, Rufus no longer looked like an enemy to her, probably because he was bringing significant suggestions that could save the Lord's sister. She wasn't happy seeing Lord Ray in such a painful state as she wished that she could do anything to stop him from feeling those pains. "Yes, you are right." Lord Ray said in what seemed like a mumble before signalling for one of the Drudge Vampires to go and fetch Louis. Louis was the only mouthpiece that Malklaiv Coven had. He could see the past and the future events but yet, he wasn't able to see what the Cadicarat meant.

I admitted as I began indulging in my tray of food again. "Ah, well fear not," Adrian snatched a plum off my tray and took a big, juicy bite out of it. "Lady Daniela takes her beauty sleep very seriously. You won't be seeing her up for at least another few hours." I nodded as I downed another piece of bread, but then thought more about the oddity of Adrian being here. It was considered the middle of the Moroi night and a peculiar time for anyone to be up and about, yet this was the second time I had seen Adrian out at this hour. The only other time I had seen him walking through the castle was when he was forced to attend the council hearing. I was beginning to wonder if he was on some sort

I looked up and saw that I wasn’t the only one prepared. Adrian… at this moment was the product of putting a god in leather. For the first time, his lengthy midnight black hair was neat and he too was covered in leather. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as I climbed down the staircase. I couldn’t see his face yet because he seemed to be practicing something… I was startled when the bang of a gunshot hit through something woody. Adrian removed his glasses and turned to me, smirking. ‘Asshole.’ ‘You should wear leather more often.’