Beautiful Creatures Ethan Wate Novels & Stories

he said, and for once, he wasn't joking or smirking, and the intensity in his eyes made my breath catch in my throat. Then the door to the suite swung open without even a hint of a knock. Ethan stood there with his coat over his arm, looking like the personification of a cold winter morning, and his eyes swept over the bed like he was scanning a crime scene. He took in how close I was to Kai and the way I was holding the heating pack, and a look of pure, cold amusement crossed his face. "How touching," Ethan said, his voice as flat as a dial tone. "The Critic and the Artist, bonding over a broken wing. It’s almost enough to make me believe in the script I’m currently writing for the both of

“Sir, someone's here to see you.” “Who?” Connel questioned But before she could speak, a voice cut in from the shadows behind them. “Still collecting dead queens in your game, brother?” Watson turned, startled. Connel didn't, he recognized the voice immediately. “Ethan.” Ethan stepped out of the shadows - tall, smirking, broad shoulders, light blue eyes that glowed like the oceans, dressed in tailored black with a silver chain around his wrist that gleamed as he moved. “It's been forever,” Ethan said, casually glancing at the photos. “She's beautiful, you always had a taste for dangerous things.”

Isobelle The Bennett brothers had lured me to the secret state of Whitehaven under false pretenses. I was supposed to be studying a rare species of wolf, but instead, I was kidnapped by four smoking hot werewolves. The quadruplets were destined to share a mate . . . and fate had chosen me. They grew on me. One by one, they got me to fall for their charms, and in return, they kept me satisfied in and out of bed. They are unique in their quirks. Alex thrives on order and is a true dominant. Grayson is the dirty minded one and a Daddy Dom. Lucas is the strong silent type, who has a passion for painting. Mason is a hopeless romantic, who writes music and reads poetry. I forgave them for kidnappi

(Florian's POV) I watched as Natalie wiped away the last of her tears, her emotional moment passing quickly. The arrival of a large group at the airport terminal caught our attention. The werewolf artist team had landed, right on schedule. They moved with purpose through the crowded airport, led by none other than Ethan Blake. His electric blue floral shirt stood out in the sea of travelers, drawing curious glances from humans who couldn't possibly understand the power he wielded beneath that ridiculous attire.

It didn’t hurt, but it took me by surprise. We slowly made our way down to the beach, the night air tousling my dark locks wildly—whilst Ethan’s hair was styled in a messy man bun, his eyes shut for a few moments. If I wasn’t looking up at him, I would have missed it when his eyelids opened…they were glowing in a galaxy of jade–ocean greens. It was out of this world. Niklaus’ eyes couldn’t even compare to how beautiful Ethan’s eyes were. We continued to trudge down the beach with no particular direction in mind, letting the cool wind be our guide.

“Don’t worry. Just call Chase to come here. Alone, please. But before then, when the beast drinks from me, you take both of us inside.” “Are you crazy? He’s gonna tear you apart!” “Don’t worry. Just trust me and do as I say. When he bites me, take us inside quickly before he gets noticed.” I slowly walked up to Ethan. “If this is the only way for you to be Ethan again, then drink from me.” Ethan? Ember’s heart dropped. Is the beast… Ethan? What is Lyra trying to do? At first, nothing happened. Then his eyes—wild and glowing red—locked onto me. He growled and went straight for my neck with feral hunger.

He may be doing all that was asked of him, but I still did not trust that fucker. Seeing my girls enjoying themselves meant the world to me. One mated, and having had a little chat with Bailey, maybe the other one too if she played her cards right. Though, how that miserable Beta had managed to charm her, I had no clue. I am surprised he knew how to smile, let alone sweet talk a lady. But, listening to Morgan, he was doing a good job, and he was quite taken with Bailey. I was not going to complain about that, anything had to be better than Miles fucking Davenport. But, a decent and honest Beta? Hell, yeah, I would not argue with that. “The girls look happy, don’t they?” My wife, Brianna, ask

- He asked, I don't think he knew how cute he was being at that moment, I shook my head positively making him look at me. It was only at that moment that I realized how close we were and how beautiful his eyes were, and it was as if they were showing me how much they had already seen of the world, his smell was so intoxicating that it made me lose my reason and especially my manners while I was still staring at him Ethan had a wild beauty and was so striking that his scars became only marks that adorned his face. As I stared at him, I heard the sound of the sink, bringing me back to consciousness.

Unexpectedly, he found a beauty in a twinkling of an eye. However, such a beauty naturallly should be held in the palm of his hand. It's normal for Ethan to be infatuated. Liam was completely stunned by Kim sunny face. Ethan eyes shrank, he gave her dry smile and nodded. Then he took Liam out. Liam: "........" "You disturb my kitten." Ethan gave him a cold look in his eyes, and his tone was like a warning. Liam was speechless when see him being petty. A kitten? He mean a little cat? Does he mean that beauty is a human-cat? Dis he encounter unspeakable secret? Wait! That doesn't sound right. Liam couldn't resist a sudden drop of temperature.

Yes, he could actually raise a brow, and somehow that made him appear more attractive. Why does his smile always make me so weak? "I have many other things to dream about, Ethan. Besides, I don't dream about boring stuff." I teased. "Open the door and I will show you how 'interesting' your dreams can become." The smile that Ethan was giving me before had now turned into something darker, just like his eyes. It was evident that Ethan was not at all joking. I don't know what possessed me, but feeling a rush of adrenaline, I decided to invite him to my bedroom.