Marinette And Adrien Novels & Stories

My wedding. My heart fluttered as a soft smile touched my lips, remembering the man I was getting tied down to. The man who lived in every beat of my heart. The love of my life. Adrian. No way I would let the past ruin this day. The past was in the past now. The man who was haunting us even in our dreams was gone, forever. Even Marie and Marcus were taken care of by Sinister. And about Milton, I didn't know what Adrian did to him. He didn't say anything about him except that he wasn't done with him yet.

He was taller than him, by a few inches and way handsome. "Aren't you guys done yet with the smooching?" Ace groaned, I giggled at his pettishly annoyed voice. "Everyone knows you are both in love, don't rub it in." His voice was lighter, sexier if that description is possible for voice. "Jealous much," she teased. "Anyways, guys, this is my younger sister, Marinette." She introduced, grinning from ear to ear. "Ah! The famously bragged Marinette is finally here." Her boyfriend said with a smirk. I blushed and played with my fingers.

Being Adrien Russell's wife was a great advantage. Martin's presence too, had him and his men in their limits. Martin looked like a man in his mid-thirties. His height was almost the same to that of Adrien's but his body was much bulkier in comparison. He took me back to Adrien's house and I thanked him as the day went on smoothly.

Juniper knew his name was JJ, she had excellent hearing but she feigned ignorance every time Adrian thought he was making a private call. “It’s me.” Adrian’s voice was low, just above a whisper. “Three went to Ireland and four came back. Marriage registered in Castlewellan, Ireland.” JJ almost sounded bored and half asleep and it irritated Adrian to the depths of his soul. “Who got married?” “Kiran and Adara Sinclair, seems like a shotgun wedding.” “Thanks.” Adrian ended the call and walked back inside the cabin just as Juniper exited the bathroom. Adrian looked at the small kitchenette and saw that she had packed everything away. He grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat down on

he warned. "I'm making my choice," I corrected. "This isn't over," he snarled, storming out. Adrien's eyes blazed with determination. "I'll stop the mating ceremony since you are refusing me," he vowed. "You won't be with Arthur, you can never be with him." My fury ignited. "How dare you!" I snarled, lunging at Adrien. My hands clawed at his face, but he caught my wrists. "Julianne, stop! I am doing what is best for you, for us and you are here behaving like a mad person." Adrien shouted.

ADRIAN "What are you doing here?" I demanded, my mind reeling as I closed the distance between us. My breath hitched as I took in the toxic smoke from his cigarette, the acrid smell burning my lungs. Benedetto Marino casually shrugged one shoulder, his fingers scratching behind Peaches' ear. "To see you," he replied, his tone nonchalant. "Let go of those cats, now!" I gritted out, my eyes narrowing as I watched him touch my pets.

Being Adrien Russell's wife was a great advantage. Martin's presence too, had him and his men in their limits. Martin looked like a man in his mid-thirties. His height was almost the same to that of Adrien's but his body was much bulkier in comparison. He took me back to Adrien's house and I thanked him as the day went on smoothly.

Adan talks to her as he tries his best to be calm. "But I am not family…I am not your blood Adan…I am only a maid to you…please Adan…please do this for me please…" Marinette pleads with him as she breaks into fresh tears. "I hate to see you cry so stop crying. Don't let me lose my temper and punish someone else in your stead. Please!" Adan begs her. "You have been with so many women. You still don't love any? No woman has touched your heart, Adan?" Marinette asks him in a broken voice.

*** In the days and weeks that followed, Adrienne and Martin embarked on a remarkable journey of travel and exploration. For Martin, it was a truly extraordinary adventure, one he yearned to savor every moment of alongside Adrienne, fully aware that their time together was limited. Soon, she would have to return to her family. To Adrienne, the experience was an exhilarating whirlwind filled with joy and surrender. Each destination they visited held a precious memory, intertwined with the blossoming romance. Whether strolling hand in hand through the vibrant streets of Paris or indulging in laughter over gelato in Rome, their connection grew with every passing day.

You? Inanna was standing near him, Adrien removed her hand from his shoulder and said don't touch me again, inanna raised his eyebrows hearing this but didn't say anything. Adrien without saying a word walks out from there, she said to herself "Time will tell will I touch you again or not", function held beautifully and in marriage Adrien drinks too much. Finally at night Inanna and Adrien came back to their hotel, and went to their rooms. Adrien after coming back to