Miraculous Adrienette Novels & Stories

Adrian truly looked. Not at her face. Not at her eyes. Not at her tears. At her stomach And then he saw it… The gentle curve beneath the elegant gown. The bump. Small. But unmistakable. His entire body froze. The room disappeared. The guests disappeared. The noise disappeared. There was only Miranda. And the child she carried. Adrian stared. Unable to breathe. Unable to think. Unable to move. Then, finally, his gaze slowly lifted to Miranda's face. And in a voice that shook with disbelief, fear, and something dangerously close to desperation.

“Um, well… I’ve been trying to find my phone keychain—” “A trinket, rather. Really nothing of value,” Christian cut in, his tone monotonous. Patricia glared at him. “My precious cell phone keychain in the shape of a heart. It’s a shade of pink with glitter on it.” She held up her phone and showed Michael the little string and the end of it where the heart should have been. “When I entered the venue, it was still with me. I am certain of that. However, it must’ve fallen off somewhere when I was roaming around…”

Adam pushes me behind him before creating a mirror-like transparent glossy shield, and knocking the few witches that had attached us a few moments ago. "No, I haven't, I know you're going to tell me that there is no point, just look around, who's responsible for all this She and she only is the cause of this...And also, I don't know if you know, but Adrain is here, Adrian Sage..he is the one who ..-he looked at me for one second, and just for that moment behind that rage and violence and the blood of so many people he's killed just today, there was hopelessness behind those angry navy blue eyes.

I descend the stairs leading to the rotunda, and each step echoes in my chest like a heartbeat. The rotunda is different tonight. No members, no circle. Only Adrien and Lena. Candles everywhere, like the first time. Incense burning, thick, intoxicating. The altar covered in black, not red. The black of absence, of death, of rebirth. "Come," Adrien says. He stands near the altar. He wears a simple black tunic, open on his chest. His scars shine in the candlelight. His face is grave, without play, without provocation. Like the first time.

After a moment of deliberation, she sighed and said, “Fine, it’s not too late yet. I’ll take him with me. It’s the right thing to do.” Hardening her resolve, Renee hoisted Adrian and began moving swiftly toward the horizon. Rumble… Suddenly, the ground shook violently as a series of tremors erupted around them. Renee froze and her eyes widened in disbelief. Before her, Adrian’s body was suddenly enveloped in earthy-yellow light. In the blink of an eye, he was encased within a massive yellow sphere. “What is happening? Is he undergoing a breakthrough?” Renee stared in astonishment. Moments ago, Adrian was on the brink of death. Yet now, a miraculous transformation was unfolding before Renee’s

Nothing happened at first, but as Serena was about to put the book down a bright blue light appeared around Adrian, he shone around him for a few minutes and then vanished. Serena looked down at Adrian, and all his wounds, both poisoned and normal from the attack, were healed; a smile spread across her face as Adrian's pained expression relaxed; he was going to be fine. Serena thought as she took her seat beside him, sighing in relief, Serena picked up the Spell book and began going through the Spell book, she found different spells for so many different things, she even found a spell for making new clothes out of scraps so she didn't have to go back to the castle to get clothes for Adrian,

he said to Cara as he could tell that the witch was planning on doing so. “I guess this is where I come in,” Adelia, who had returned to her protector form, spoke up. She stood up from her seat and approached the fake Lance. Her whole body began to glow and burn just like the mystical flames. She closed her eyes and when she opened them, they were no longer pure white. The mystical flames were now burning in her eyes. Adrian knew this wasn’t the time or the right place, but he couldn’t stop himself from fawning over how beautiful and majestic his mate looked.

I just can't stand her right now. Amikat's POV The doctors eventually let me go back to my own room, but I can't stand being here. Everything Arienne got me on my birthday is still sprawled out across the bed, and the dress I wore on our date is on a hanger on the bathroom door. Angrily, I start throwing things off the bed. I don't care where they land or if they get damaged, I just want them out of my sight. I take a boxed up book trilogy and hurl it at the antique mirror in the corner, shattering it to pieces. I search inside me for any bit of information on Arienne, looking for any remnant of emotion. My efforts come up empty, and it's like I can't even feel the bond. It's been too long s

“Their left flank is folding! Push them… now!” Lysa lifted her head slowly, eyes narrowing as she watched Adien weave through the fight, hands already glowing, attention fully on tearing Korran’s defenses apart. “Too clever for your own good,” she murmured. She didn’t run to Korran, instead, she raised her hands. “Mirrorveil,” she whispered. The air in front of Adien shimmered… and suddenly, Korran was standing again. Whole and unhurt. Adien froze. “That’s not…”

You're that girl I see in posters that owns DCC. Me: That would be me. Riele Downs Mall guy: When I saw you in those posters I knew you were beautiful but seeing you up-close, you were hot and sexy as hell. 'Wow, he thinks I'm sexy' I thought excitedly. Me: Awwn thank you. I never got to know your name though. Mall guy: You're welcome. My name is Jayden Winters