Novel & Cerita Cat Noir X Adrien

“We both know how men like him use women like you…until they grow bored.” I stepped forward so fast the gravel shifted under my boots. My hand jabbed forward, finger pointed right at her chest. “Shut your mouth. You don’t know a thing about me or what I mean to Adriano. If you think your status or whatever fucked-up delusion you have is going to scare me off, then you’re dumber than you look.” Caterina’s eyes darkened, that smug smile finally cracking. Oh, so she didn’t like hearing the truth. She could dish it, but the second she got a taste?

Usually reacts with a glare that could curdle milk or worse, a warning hiss… but instead, she tilts her head. Adrian notices her immediately, his expression lighting up. “Oh wow… is that your cat?” “Yes,” I say carefully. “And she’s not very social.” He crouches slowly, not reaching for her, just holding out his fingers at a respectful distance. “Hey there, beautiful. I’m Adrian.” I hold my breath. Blackie steps closer. My jaw nearly drops when she sniffs his hand and then rubs her head against his fingers. “Oh my God,” I whisper.

She only gave him a cold glance with a hint of disdain. "Does he seriously think he's a Ninja Turtle who can make himself invisible? "The smoke odor is so obvious. Am I stupid enough not to notice it? "What's the point of him saying these things?" she said inwardly. Adrien could see the contempt in Catherine's eyes, given that she was exposing her disdain blatantly. Hurried footsteps approached as Adrien approached Catherine's side and whispered, "No matter what, you're still my niece. Here's my contact information. Call me if you need anything!

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. *******

Absolutely not! Adriano also somehow knew the right thing to say to make, Phoebe blush. From complimenting her decor to how good she looked. Even Orange took a liking to him with the way he was purring and rubbing against, Adriano’s legs till he had no choice but to pick up the orange cat. That little traitor! I thought we had a special bond, but he went ahead and betrayed me for the first handsome man he saw. Okay, granted he was a very handsome man and exuded some type of intoxicating masculinity that I couldn't resist.

He looks to the left at Creed passed out, then he closes his eyes and sighs. “Caterina, where are you?” he grits out in Russian, his eyes firmly on Cat’s sleeping frame. “I’ll get us out of here; I promise.” “Marle wasn’t kidding when she said you’d be a tough one to get through, but then again we’re long past asking questions and I’m just doing it because it’s fun,” Adryan says and growls in frustration when he looks at Kai’s back. My eyes flicker to Creed hanging limply on the chains; from here I spot his cracked ribs and dislocated shoulders. Man, this kid will need serious counselling after all this shit; there’s no way he’ll come out of this a normal kid again.

Riley groaned, running her fingers through her hair as she headed toward the bathroom to take a shower. Theo chuckled softly outside the door and was about to walk away when he nearly collided with Serial, who stared at him with a confused expression. His smile vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, unreadable look. “Master Theo,” Serial said, her tone stiff. “What are you doing in the 100th Wild Cat’s room?” She emphasized 100th like it was an insult. Theo stepped closer until he was standing directly in front of her. “Don’t you ever question me again,” he said coldly.

"You're one vicious kitten, dolcezza. My very own fierce and feral kitten." "Fuck" I mewled against his neck when he dipped his finger deeper within me, going knuckle deep until it felt like he was touching the insides of my stomach. His finger stretched me and made me let out a squeak at the invasion. Adrian moved his lips once again to mine and claimed them brutally. I let out a whimper and clung up to him, my body melting into hot liquid from his torture. I could feel my juices dripping over his fingers, coating them as they pumped in and out of me. He angled his professional fingers and angled them against a spot that made me twitch.

He leaned closer, his heat licking my skin like a warning that he was about to set me on fire. “What are you doing?” I whispered under my breath. “What am I doing?” He mirrored me, eyes dropping to my lips. “Back off, Ricochet.” I tried to shove him, but he caught my hand, pressing it down as he leaned even closer. Our faces were thread-close—one misstep, one slip, and I’d taste him again. “I’m not just here for Adriana, ‘doll.’” That pet name. All of a sudden, I heard something purring. And I knew it was my kitty.

Mei drew back in her seat. Adrian's chest rose and fell fast as he tried to control his anger. His hands stayed tight at his sides. The air in the room felt heavier with every second that passed. "Why the hell would you do that?" His voice came out sharp. "Since when have you turned into a cat? I told you to wait and you should have asked me questions if at all you wanted to know." "I'm sorry Adelian." Mei murmured and bit her lower lip. Her fingers twisted together in her lap. She looked smaller in the chair, like the weight of what she had done was pressing down on her shoulders.