Miraculous Marinette And Adrien Novels & Stories

Despite our history, this particular encounter surpassed all others. He rolled away, sighed, and left the bed. Naked, he strolled into the bathroom, and I reflexively closed my eyes at the sound of running water. Unlike other wives who could join their husbands in the shower, I remained acutely aware that I would not be welcome if I decide to join him. My initial excitement about our intimacy turned to disappointment after our first night together. Waking up beside him filled me with joy until he accused me of seduction. Despite my stepsister Yvette being his intended match two years ago, I ended up marrying him due to his father's directive, setting the foundation for a flawed marriage. For

“That still was not an answer.” “Do not start.” Adrian’s smile faded. He reached up and gently adjusted a loose curl near my shoulder, the gesture familiar and harmless. Across the courtyard, Modric’s wolf pushed against the bond again. Adrian noticed my brief distraction and followed my gaze. Then he leaned closer and lowered his voice. “Marriage suits you, Mary, even if your husband doesn’t deserve you.”

Nahuli naman kami ni Marinette na ganun kaya ngumisi si Marinette sa akin. "Ayieee, first time ko makita si Lorenzo na ngumiti. Ayieee! Ngumiti si Lorenzo sa iyo. Kayo na ba?" pang-usisa sa akin ni Marinette kaya napa pout na lang ako sa tanong niya. "No and never," saad ko na nagpangisi pa lalo kay Marinette. Nakita ko naman na biglang tumayo si Lorenzo habang papalapit sa amin. Agad ko hinila si Marinette papunta sa harap ni Chief Franco.

Adrian gaze dropped to where we held hands and his expression darkened. During my night lessons with Orion, I had recently found out that many of the maids were omegas. I found out that Mira was one of them. Which was why I warned her to stay away from the forest. “What are you implying?” I asked coldly. “It’s new”, Adrian replied lazily. “Seeing punishment disguised as an accident.” “What?” My voice sharpened. “Why would I punish my maid?” “Isn’t it punishment, darling? I mean she did give me access to you, so—-“

Nikolai’s eyes narrow instantly. “Drugged?” “By Seraphina. Is that the priority?” Mireya pauses, clearly not fully convinced. Which is fair, to be honest. I probably look guilty of several crimes right now. Adrian lifts his head weakly. “She punched Seraphina…” he grins. “…beautifully! And got me a banana split! She doesn’t know me, but I know her.” Then he leans towards them and whispers. “She picked me from the road. She doesn’t know I know she’s Lucien’s wife.”

She and I were lying side by side, stretched out on lounge chairs, wearing only our bikinis, when unexpectedly Adrian approached, coming from the direction of the house, looking like a mirage with his athletic and elegant build, inside the blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and gray dress pants. “Marina, could you leave us alone for a moment?” he asked, his voice much calmer than the day before, his large body blocking my sun. — Of course. — Cowardly as always, Marina got up and left the garden almost running. Adrian sat sideways in her seat, facing me, while I lay there, motionless, my eyes half-closed against the sun, unable to keep every tiny part of my body from becoming

Elara's POV I grabbed the nearest glass and splashed the wine onto Marielle's face. She shrieked, "Bitch! You're insane!" Adrian frowned and was about to say something, but I cut him off. I looked at Marielle and said, "If you don't want yourself or Adrian to die, you'd better leave. Now." Marielle sneered. "Guess who sent me here?" Just then, a werewolf shouted in our direction, "Hey, Adrian, can you get those two to stop it? No one here is interested in your love life."

Before she knew it, she was already pinned on the wall. " You are too slow dear sister." Martina said, releasing her grip on Marina who had her eyes bulged out, threatening to escape from their sockets. Martina removed the disguise and Marina heard Brian gasp from the Bluetooth device. " Holly shit!" Brian commented, obviously suprised by the uncanny resemblance between the two of them. " What the fuck Martina? What the hell are you doing here?" Marina inquired, her voice slightly high than normal. You could feel the suprise mixed with unease in it.

She pressed her words firmly. “Unfortunately, Grandfather doesn’t think so.” Tension crackled between them, colder than the pounding bass outside. --- Unbeknownst to Adrian, Marceline had already signaled the waiter, who now returned with another tray of drinks. This glass looked identical, but its contents had been tampered with. “Try this,” Marceline said softly, sliding it toward him. “Think of it… as our peace offering.” Adrian stared at it in silence. Then, smiling faintly, he picked it up. Marceline’s breath caught, her eyes glinting with hope.

But she was surprised when someone snatched it. Grab! Lunatte glanced quickly at the culprit. She was about to get angry, but choked up when she saw who it was. “Adrian,” she called in a surprised tone. Adrian glanced at Lunatte, then looked at the medicine in his hand. The man snorted. “You explained to me that it was just a contract marriage. But then… you had sex with him?” There was a tone of disappointment when Adrian said that. He looked at Lunatte. And his disappointment was even more visible when they looked at each other.