Ladybug Miraculous Adrien 소설 & 이야기

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Madie was a genuine little and even though I didn't like it coming from my mouth, I'm glad that she has Adon as her Daddy. Adon was a good man, a great soldier too. Even though I didn't know that he was into DDLG, I was glad that he was the one Madie picked as her Daddy. He was one lucky bastard. I sighed, gulping the last drop of my drink to rid my mind of these thoughts. My chuckles were deaf to my ears because of the alcohol. I, Dario Espinosa, was jealous of one of my men because he has a little. Fuck my life.

Adrian teleported to the back of Mysterious and slashed Mysterious with his sword, He aimed his sword for another strike but Mysterious deflected it and blasted Adrian away, Adrian rised up to his feet with red glowing eyes. " You hold my Master's personal Stone, I don't want to fight you today Mysterious, Just give me the stone " Adrian said, His sword glowed red as he slowly approached Mysterious, Mysterious blocked the sword attack but was sent crashing after receiving a bone breaking punch to his abdomen. " You wanna see power, Taste this bitch...BY THE POWERS OF LORD DOOM, BRING DOWN FORTH HIS DETRAKI FLAMES!!!!......DETRAKI FLAMESSSS!!!! " Adrian screamed out and green flames rained do

I answered through the mind-link, “It’s about what I told you this morning. The stinging creatures.” “What about them?” “You have… powers, Priscilla. Something hidden. You can either heal them—or kill them. You did it with Henry, remember? I found a rogue this morning. Bitten—but not turned. Not fully. He’s still in his right mind. But not for long. He has a pregnant mate—she’s due in days. He begged for help. I don’t know how to save him… but you might.” “I don’t know how to heal anyone, Gabriel,” she shot back, her thoughts laced with panic and confusion. “You said I attract them. You said they’re dangerous… and now you’re just offering me to one?”

Selene’s POV** I stared at the man in front of me, arms crossed, trying to make sense of why he’d sought me out of all people. He looked like trouble wrapped in a finely cut suit, with eyes so intense they seemed to strip me bare, seeing through whatever defenses I still had left. “So,” I began, clearing my throat, “are you going to tell me your name, or should I just call you ‘the guy who wants something from me’?” A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he inclined his head slightly, those dark eyes never leaving mine. “Adrian,” he said smoothly. “And as for why I picked you…well, you’re the closest contact I have to Callum.”

When the upload finally completed, I rushed to check Adrian’s latest data. My gut dropped. His robot had changed into a spider model exactly like mine. Every parameter matched, down to the last decimal. His upload time? One minute before mine. "Too many humanoid bots in the competition this year," his post read. "I’ve decided to use this spider bot instead. If you guys like it, I’ll even send you model kits…" I swept everything off my desk with a violent crash. "How? Why?!" My eyes burned, my control hanging by a thread.

She glanced up from her seat on the terrace just in time to see the woman sweep into view—flawless, fire-lipped, and wrapped in a silk dress the color of fresh blood. Adriana Moretti. Of course. She looked exactly how Seraphina imagined Lucien’s former lover would: devastating, imperious, and gliding like she owned every breath in the room. “Oh,” Adriana said, tilting her head. “You’re real.” Seraphina blinked once. “I’ve heard the same about you. Though most myths are older.” Adriana’s laugh was soft and cruel. “I like her,” she said to no one in particular. “She’s already got claws.”

Neither of them answered immediately. Great. “Because right now,” I continued, “I’ve kicked someone unconscious, tied her up, and apparently she’s somehow in love with you.” Adrien flicked ash from his cigarette again. “That’s accurate.” I shot him a look. “That’s not pleasurable to hear.” The lady suddenly scoffed loudly. “You really believe him?” Adrien’s jaw tightened slightly. “Careful.” But she ignored him. “You honestly think you’re the first girl he’s trained in this house?” she continued, her smile growing sharper. “You think you’re special?”

From behind her, Adrian muttered without looking up from his book, “Both, probably.” She turned. “You’re not even going to look at the magical rose miracle?” He flipped a page. “Last time I checked something you called a miracle, we spent three days exorcising a mirror.” “Okay, but this one smells nice.” “Mira.” “Fine, fine. No spontaneous flower worship.” She pulled herself back inside, grinning. “You have to admit, though — it’s kind of romantic.” Adrian glanced up at her finally. “A haunted winter garden.”

BOOM! Every light in the tunnel exploded. Glass fell from the ceiling. Sparks erupted through the darkness. The entire underground passage shook violently. No one moved. No one breathed either. Because standing in the middle of the tunnel, surrounded by flickering electrical arcs, was Adrian. And he looked terrifying. Not angry. Not cold. Not distant. Something worse. Dr. Laurent stared at him with open fascination. “Extraordinary.” he whispered. Wrong thing to say. Very wrong thing to say.