Castlevania Adrian Novels & Stories

She swallowed the bird to catch the spider, She swallowed the spider to catch the fly; I don’t know why she swallowed a fly – Perhaps she’ll die! Lucifer stomps forward and roughly pulls me to face him. “Stop it, Lana. Stop it!” Growling with rage, I push his chest hard until his back is to the wall. “Do you remember what you told The Creator before you fell? Do you?!” I place my hand on his chest and claw at his shirt until it’s ripped in half and blood is pouring from his skin. “Answer me…”

Nicholae struggled as Adrian raised a wooden stake in front of him but he finally managed to twist Adrian's foot. Adrian groaned in pain as he fell down. His enemy got up and kicked him twice in the chest. Nicholae grabbed Adrian's neck and lifted him in the air. "Nobody is going to stop me today, from killing this girl." He then threw Adrian over an electric light pole. Both Mrs Smith and Emma, stood watching everything in shock. Adrian's back hit the pole and he fell down in the middle of the road. The pole now had a dent in the middle. Emma could see Adrian writhing in pain. She felt sorry for him but she couldn't do anything else. She had only once fought with a vampire and that too with

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

I stood and left the dining room. Behind me, Celeste murmured, “Mrs. Blackwood really has changed a lot lately.” “She never used to embarrass you like this.” Adrian said nothing. I didn’t know what expression was on his face. And I didn’t want to glance back. I went back upstairs and passed the locked door at the end of the hallway. That was the studio Adrian had promised me. The first year, he said the light in the vampire castle wasn’t right for human painting, and the windows needed to be redone.

The guy on the right looked like a typical southern boy, the one with blond hair had a smirk plastered on his face, while the other two were clearly older, they both stared at me with cold eyes, as though they would rip me to pieces given the opportunity. “And what am I missing?” Another voice joined us, he looked young but there was something about his eyes that told me that was exactly how old he was. He was handsome, his skin looked soft and flawless as if he didn’t spend most of his time outside these walls. A faint scent, maybe vanilla, filled the air around him like some kind of perfume and he had this smile so bright it could blind anyone. “My brother, Adrain” Kallen introduced. And A

He could not deny it. Adrian stepped closer to Lucien, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. “Through this boy, I will reach Xavier. When the moment comes, I will step into his flesh and speak with my voice. Xavier will think he faces Lucien, but it will be me who stands against him.” My breath caught. “How is that possible”? Adrian’s gaze locked onto mine. “When Xavier lifts his hand to strike your mate, I will be there. And then he will learn the price of crossing my bloodline.”

"The astrologer said, as soon as you sign here, your stars will immediately align with Charlie's. You… You have to sign… Please." I took the pen without hesitation and signed my name. As I finished the final stroke and lifted my gaze, I met Adrian's venomous gaze. I could see it clearly now—the signs of his decline were written on his face, darker and more defined than ever before. "Claire… Milton… You bitch, how dare you betray me!" he roared. He was about to lunge at me when his body suddenly froze. He clutched his chest, and his face contorted in agony. Then, he coughed up a torrent of crimson blood.

Adrian emerged from Colt's bedroom looking slightly disheveled but undeniably pleased with himself. His tie was crooked. His hair was no longer perfectly swept back. There was a small smear of something possibly chocolate, possibly dinosaur-related on the cuff of his shirt. But his dark eyes were bright with genuine happiness. "He's a fierce negotiator," Adrian said, straightening his tie. "I had to be the velociraptor three times. Apparently my first two roars were not sufficiently terrifying."

Adrian's POV Vampires had no true dawn. The sky over the Prince's domain was forever wrapped in heavy night. But when the old clock in the manor struck its sixth toll, I knew the long night had passed. I didn't get drunk again. But the dream didn't fade. If anything, it grew clearer. Clear enough that I could no longer explain it away as a dream. I saw another lifetime. In that lifetime, the Council forced Clara back into the human world.

“A woman who has chosen hiding rather than family, you came to play the good guy?” “No.” I tilted my head. “I came to warn you.” His wolf bristled. “About what?” “You’re playing a cold game,” I whispered, stopping his wolf with a flick of my finger. “And you’re losing. You are just failing to see it.” The silence that followed was thick, suffocating even for them. Lorenzo’s voice dropped, dangerous. “To who?” “Xavier Blackthorn.” I locked eyes with him. “And Valerie. The Luna you’re underestimating more than anyone. The weak pawn that you think you can play.”