Ethan Ch Novels & Stories

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."

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

Their Ethan is gone. Ethan Wharton went downstairs and spoke in a low voice. 'Please keep this a secret, Kristen Healey. She can't bear it.'

“What about you?” Ethan cuts into his steak while answering, “I work in the heart of the pack as a funds manager, but I’m also a Gamma, so I help with security and protection when necessary.” I nod, taking a bite of my pasta. Our conversation is stiff for a while, but soon, we fall into a polite rhythm of taking turns asking questions. “Did you always want to be an assistant?” Ethan questions, looking up from his plate. “Or did you have a dream job that’s different?”

Currently I've already met 3 of the chosen ones. One of them was called Ethan locks who was a male vampire and of pure blood, he has blond hair that reached down to his neck like a rock star style along with green eyes and a pointy chin. He is also quite tall and loves to flirt with cute boys furthermore, he doesn't hide the fact he likes boys despite when I first met him, I thought he was more of a shy person as he doesn't talk a lot in front of me. However when he sees a cute boy, he goes into an overdrive and turns into a completely different person which was quite amusing to see. His personality is also kind and quite geeky in some ways which isn't bad. I met Ethan in California, he was

I sat on one of the coach facing the stairs and crossed my legs leaning back with the papers far ahead on the center table. Some few minutes later Ethan emerged from the stairs , he walked slowly and gracefully , it tugged at my heart. He looked so pale and tired. He was wearing black sweatpants and white turtle neck sweater. He's lips was blue but still kissable. He was sick. He looked so tired, I felt bad for dragging my ass here to disturb him. It made me more concerned. I tried not to show, He's going to land me a nasty comment anyway. "Afternoon Mr Ethan," I stood up to great him . he nodded.