Chat Noir X Adrien Novels & Stories

I hated the fact that I had misplaced my gun in the chaos back in the club and now I was defenseless, standing before a psychopath who obviously had some sort of anger slash hate channeled towards me; I sighed. “Since you do not want to say who you are, you can as well tell me what you want.” I seethed, staring him down. He smiled sinisterly at me and with a shrug of his shoulders, said; “I am Caden, Caden stoll and Adriana’s boyfriend before you kidnapped her.” As soon as he said that, my heartbeat accelerated. He held a personal grudge towards me… the type of people I hated to have these sorts of encounters with.

I swing the edge of the metal rim against fatty one’s face, his skin splitting across his forehead and cheeks. He cries while crawling to safety, the sound of his friend crying and screaming as I kept bashing his face in with the metal. I walked slowly to the crawling one and pulled his leg towards me as he crawled. I stepped on his ankle hard. The sound of his cries seemed to make Adeline flinch, her face paling. She’s doing it again. I took out my gun and silencer and shot him straight in the spot between his eyes, ending him instantly. I walked to her, my hands on her neck rubbing and pressing on it. “C’mon Adeline, wake up. It’s me, Croix.” I said softly. When she doesn’t, I pressed my l

, I reply. "Are you okay?", he asks. I look at him. My eyes lingering at him for longer than needed. "What?", he says, his brows gathering together. "I-I...", words felt hard to come out. "You want to say something to me?", he asks. And though I felt like uncovering all the hidden pages. I sealed my lips. "No...", I replied. ----------------------------------- Adrian's POV

Charles said to Adrian while trying to collect the bottle of drink from him but Adrian refused to hand it over to him. "What are you trying to cool your head down from, who provoked you again?" Let me guess, it's Sarah right? Adrian asked Charles but he ignored him before signaling at the waitress to get him more drinks. "It's not Sarah," Charles said to him "Then who is it?" Adrian asked him. "It's Xavier and his devil of a son," Charles said to Adrian and he immediately smiled at him before shaking his head in disbelief. "Seems like it's a combined attack. So do you mind narrating to me what happened?" Adrian asked Charles and with that he sighed heavily before narrating to him how Xavier

Two candles flickered timidly on the small dining table while the rest of the space was bathed in a unpleasant amber glow that made Chloe’s eyes hurt and everything seem dull or dirty. Nathaniel appeared to act every bit the gentleman as he pulled Chloe’s chair out for her; however, the lingering stares and touches made Chloe’s skin crawl and she prayed this evening would be over quickly. Perhaps Nathaniel wasn’t after anything more than company and yet, the glow in his eyes whenever his wolf tried to take control told the petite blonde otherwise.

"I was only trying to warn you, but if you don't want to hear it, fine. When reality hits and you end up crying in front of Xavier, don't say I didn't tell you." Chloe ignored her. The Ferrari was picking up speed, and her heart was in her throat. Inside the Ferrari, Adrian was spiralling. His face was deathly pale, his little hands clawing at the leather seat beside his legs as he screamed—a single, piercing note repeated over and over. Fragments of that day replayed in his mind. That day, Noah had driven him just like this. The car had raced wildly toward the sea. Adrian had clutched the harness in front of him, seeing only Noah's deranged, contorted face.

Without waiting for a response, he turned and walked away, his back stiff with barely restrained fury. I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, as the world around me buzzed with speculation. Every whispered word felt like a dagger to my pride, and I could do nothing but stand there, frozen in place. “Dramatic, isn’t he?” The voice came from my left, smooth and taunting. Adrian had appeared beside me, his presence so seamless it was almost unnatural. He plucked a glass of champagne from a passing tray, raising it in a mock toast as if this were all some kind of game to him.

There was a raw vulnerability in her gaze, a silent cry for air in a room starved of oxygen. I raised my crystal glass toward her in an unnoticable, respectful salute. She didn't smile, but her lips parted slightly, a soft tremble running through her frame before Adrian sharply stepped sideways, deliberately blocking her line of sight. ​"Moretti. I trust the evening meets your standards?" ​Adrian’s voice cut through the air, smooth as polished glass but dripping with a thin, delicate facade of forced hospitality as he slid into my field of vision, forcing Vivian back into his shadow.

There was no way I survived that shot point-blank in the chest. “Come on, we don't have much time.” I warily eyed the dashing man in a long dark coat swirling behind him. “Uh, excuse me. Who are you?” He flashed a charming grin that caused my heart to fall to its knees. Why the heck did I keep meeting this godforsakenly delectable men? First the crime boss that deceived me, another woman's betrothed… Now him with the warmest brown eyes I’d ever seen? “Pardon the late introduction.” He pulled off his hat and ruffled raven black hair, then he tipped his head in a bow. “Adrien Draven. Your grim reaper.”

I step inside and close the door before heading over to the gorgeous, old-school vanity with the lights around the edge, like something out of a movie. I'm leaning in to check my eye makeup when suddenly I feel it. The shift in the air. The heat crawling over my skin, like it knows something before I do. I turn. Adrien stands in the doorway of the dressing room, leaning against the doorframe, dressed all in black and looking like fucking sin. The black button up stretches across his firm chest, open at the neck to show the swirls of his tattoos. I walk toward him without thinking. He doesn't say a word, and neither do I. When I reach him, he draws me into his arms and kisses me like the worl