Ethan Ch Novels & Stories

I say quickly. “No, I’d recognize you anywhere. You’re Serena Moore’s son. I worked with your mother years ago.” He extends his hand. “How is your mother? I heard ETHEREAL is doing incredibly well.” Shit. Shit shit shit. I glance at the dance floor. Maya’s still with Cameron, but they’re close enough that if she turned around… “I’m sorry, Mr. Chen, but I’m not who you think I am. My name is Ethan James. Common mistake.” I try to move away but he follows.

He felt like Nash trying to uphold Hestia Continent's honor was a challenge to him, so how could Ethan let him off easily? Ethan snorted lightly as he walked over. All of Hestia Continent's alchemists frowned at the same time as they looked at Ethan in alarm, despite the fact that everyone knew that there was no way Ethan could attack them thanks to the restrictions. However, Ethan obviously looked like he did not harbor any good intentions. Sure enough, after he walked over, he pushed Nash aside and looked right at Fane. He pointed right at Fane's alchemist badge and said, "I told you you were all trash. You really are here to make up the numbers. You refused to admit it but just look at th

Mo Yuhan turned towards the source of voice with unsurprised eyes. He had spotted him the moment he walked towards them, "Ethan," His voice cold as usual. The man named Ethan smiled, "Chill, man. Why are pulling a long face? By the way, who do we have here? You guys are up to some fun?" He asked, his chin pointing towards Tang Li, whose back was visible to him

She exhaled in exasperation, and turned to Ethan. "Who the hell is that guy?" "You mean you don't know him ma'am?" Ethan asked surprised, as he slipped into the car. "That's Antonio De La Cruz."

Ethan have to leave early tonight as he has to teach the other students. Ethan is a choreographer, because of his popularity and he’s really good at dancing, a lot of agencies called him just to get him. Aside from that, he’s known for being a good painter, he started to post his paintings on his social media when we started a new life. He painted me before and that painting became popular and a lot of people are supporting him after that. *** “I’m sorry, I really don’t know whom I should call. I’ll try to go home early, promise!” I gave Shia an assurance.

Yet, he chose this course, partly to please Valerius Evander and partly to secure his own standing in court. Valerius Evander made his way to the Celestial Garden. From afar, he saw Ethan reclining on a chaise under the cascading wisteria of the Twilight Moon arbor. The golden sunlight bathed Ethan in a soft, radiant glow. Strands of his hair shimmered like threads of light, and his serene face was akin to a masterful sculpture. His skin was alabaster and flawless, his phoenix eyes closed in a light slumber, lashes long and curled like butterfly wings. His pale lips carried a faint smile—pure yet irresistibly captivating.

I sent him a glare before turning to face the chefs who have been watching our exchange with obvious discomfort. Putting on my most welcoming smile. "Sorry, you had to watch that. I am Renia. I already said that before but whatever. What are your names?" "I am Ethan and that is my cousin, Theo." The chef with the dirty blonde hair said pointing at the other guy that was standing in the kitchen. Ethan looked like he was in his forties but he still looked good either way and he was big. I mean if you are comparing his size to mine then he was huge, in capital letters while Theo his cousin, looked to be about my age. He was good-looking. Like really gorgeous in that America boy way. Dirty blond

Kai met his gaze steadily, no hesitation, no walls. "Kai Rivera?" They both turned. A woman approached, elegant, professional. Her eyes landed on Ethan, assessed, calculated. "I'm so glad you could make it," she said to Kai, then extended a hand to Ethan. "I'm Michelle Chen, the curator. And you are?" This was it. The moment. Ethan could feel Kai tense beside him, waiting. "Ethan Blackwood," he said, shaking her hand. Then, before he could stop himself, "I'm with Kai."

“I know. Chastity is different. Like I said, she can shut down pretty quickly if you get too close about certain subjects. Like sex, affection, feelings she doesn’t want to address.” Jen nodded. **** Chastity had just finished talking to Devon and Barb, two very entertaining people, when Ethan approached her. “Having fun?” Ethan was about five-foot-nine with honey-blond hair. It was slicked down. He wore a yellow dress shirt and a black tie. He had a thick British accent. “I am. You?” “Most definitely. Would you like to sit?” he asked as he gestured to several sitting pillows next to a lamp and end table.

Finding a decent line of work in London is a hard one however Ethan a 32-year-old who is from London was ideal to have an employment and not just any rate work but he was an effective senior financier. Ethan is a tall refined man, with earthy colored eyes and full hair, he is the first child of his parents and he was getting along nicely. Ethan lives alone in his condo in London. It was cold on a Monday morning, and at precisely 5:00 Am which was Ethan’s ordinary season of awakening, his caution rang and he awakened