Nino X Adrien Novels & Stories

Adrian offered. “No!” Xavier suddenly growled thunderously. “Okay. Fine.” He shrugged, his face turning totally serious. “We finally identified the ninja who knocked her out. Same profile as the last.”

The heavy scent of rain, sweat, and cheap alcohol filled the tiny space between their faces. "Look at me, Noah!" Adrian begged, his eyes wide and completely mad with devotion as he stared down at Noah’s smooth, pale skin. He leaned closer, his hot breath brushing against Noah’s lips. "I am on my knees from the inside out. When you were talking down that table, tearing Tristan’s planes out of the sky, I have never wanted you more. Touch me. Hit me. Do whatever you want, but tell me you belong to me. Tell me Vance Sterling doesn't get to touch what was mine first." Adrian lost all control. He lowered his head, his lips moving toward Noah’s neck, his large, bleeding fingers gripping Noah's shou

he said and dream fed Nicki romantically and even used his thumb to wipe her lips that was stained with ice cream, and Nicki faked a smile so that it would look real. She also fed him and they both smiled at each other. " Cut!! Wow you two look great together" the director gushed and Nicki scoffed while dream hissed and walked out of the stage. " Please come get this fucking make up off my face, am already getting goose bombs on my face"she said facing dream. Nicki sat down as the stylist wiped the make up off her face while dream and Samira advertise the same ad, and the directors are trying to compare the best among Nicki's ad and samira's ad with dream.

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

His grip on the glass tightened and she noticed the traces of anger amassing around him as he burned his gaze into the squirming glass. “Just like you, he’s snatched her away from me. But…I will get her back. I will” Adrian Xen was a famous player and had kept his record for causing unending series of heartbreaks to the women who lusted and fawned after him. And what was this? He was in love? That was phenomenon. “Looks to me you’re pretty serious about this one” Anastasia drank from her glass with a smirk, rising on her face. “Yeah” That little woman might have been so effortlessly whisked away before he could try any actual move but, he wasn’t one to give up on something once his interest

I was the one who made him this way, and it somehow boosted my already full to the brim ego. I loved the tired look in his eyes when he looked at me earlier, the way his eyes teared up as he begged me to stop, but the way his ass kept milking my cock made me feel like a fucking superman. Well, hello Satan, this is Giovanni Marino and I am reporting live from my domain. This boy right here in my arms loves my cock so much, so please don't take me now. "Aren't we there yet? It's freaking cold." Adrian grumbled into my chest and I stared down at him, flashing him a wicked grin.

Ophelia had fallen asleep. Adrian went back down to the Mines. He was...upset. Fury was coursing his veins. He'd never been so angry. Not even...not even in the war. It made feel him somewhat guilty. "Nino," He called. Nino looked up with a smirk. "Your Canary coming back?" He sighed. "If I ask her to, I have a feeling she will." Nino looked away. "That close already boss?"

Stefano turned around, only to be greeted with a fuming Xenia, who looked like she could murder someone now. "I have been calling you for hours now, Adriano.” She deadpanned, stalking towards him while Stefanos debated with himself as to when she had actually called him. Until it clicked. Adriano. Adriano Perez. Right. That's who he is now. At least for Xenia. He inwardly grimaced at the sound of that name. Dear Moon! He had no idea she was calling his name! For he had already forgotten it. "Apologies, I got distracted." Stefanos replied before turning to the raven haired girl who seemed to be feeling better after the apology.

Her mascara had smudged, and her cheeks were red with more than just crying. Zee walked in wearing her oversized shirt and looked surprised. “Whoa. What happened? You look like a mess.” “I saw his face,” Nina said, voice hoarse. “Whose face?” “Him. X. The masked man.” Zee’s eyes widened. “You’re kidding. Who was it?” Nina stared at her for some seconds, her voice barely above a whisper. “Adrian. My ex’s brother.” “What?” Zee gasped. “Are you freaking serious?”

Then came the rest of the storm. Adriano stepped out of the second car, already pissed, his hand immediately finding the small of Maddie’s back. He looked like he was scanning for threats even as he smiled at his wife. Their son, Nero, was already squirming in Maddie's arms, looking like a tiny, violent prince in the making.