Ethan Ch Novels & Stories

“Yeah, well, the prophecy didn’t ask for my permission.” Footsteps in the hallway. Heavy, deliberate, not running like the others. A figure stepped through the wreckage—tall, lean, dark hair pulled back, eyes sharp as broken glass. Ethan. Relic Discovery Lead for the underground network that had been feeding us scraps of truth for months. He looked like he’d run through hell to get here and still had the energy to look pissed. “You picked a hell of a night for a family reunion,” he said, stepping over a dead wolf without looking down. “But I’ve got something. Something that might keep you from tearing yourself apart the next time that happens.”

He said. Ethan?

“There’s a southern bitch –” Ethan turns around, and time seems to stop. A low growl reverberates from his chest, vibrating at such a frequency it rumbles around the courtyard. He has growled a few times in my presence, but this time, it is a pure animal. It reminds me of what he is. A wolf. A killer. An alpha. A hush falls over the courtyard. Eyes flick toward the source of Ethan’s displeasure, and the wolf in the blue kilt steps back. The mob looks at me.

What kind of extraordinary son did Ethan produce? ***

I blurt out, when the question I should've asked and wanted to ask, is ‘who are you? He claps his hands and holds them together, smiling wider like he might be using his gleaming canines to hide his nervousness. “I didn’t see you crying, if that’s what you’re wondering. I was just standing outside the door.” He answers, nodding, then shakes his head as if realizing that didn’t answer my question and only made it more awkward. “I’m Ethan by the way!” He crosses the room in a few long strides and thrusts out a hand. “I’m Luke’s beta and best friend.” he shrugs “well, self-proclaimed best friend.”

She said and Ethan smiled. "I follow you on I*******m. You can say I'm stalker though." He chuckled. "I told you I'm a huge fan." Oh my goodness! And I never knew? Oh well, I was probably too occupied with thoughts of Alvin's boss to care about another man. "Wow! I'm honestly flattered by your words." She said sincerely and Ethan smiled. "Uhm, you're the CEO of that famous real estate company, is that right?" "Yeah, TK's Global." Ethan nodded.

When it came to his work, he displayed a whole different level of seriousness and commitment. Unlike Wynter, Ethan has transformed into a close friend. Wynter recently discovered that Ethan grew up in an orphanage and has no memories of his childhood. Despite this, he excelled in school and received scholarships, fulfilling his dream of becoming a doctor. Ethan's investment journey began with the money he earned as a waiter, which he used to invest in stocks, resulting in significant growth. Part of his investment capital came from internships he completed the previous year. When Ethan found out about a surgical vacancy at Wynter's hospital offering good pay, he decided to leave his long-sta

"I mean, sure, I got the looks and the brains, and Lance got the... moral compass. But the DNA is there." "DNA?" I blinked. "Lance isn't just a study partner, Thea," Ethan said, his eyes gleaming with a secret that terrified me. "And I'm not just Stellan's executive." He patted Lance on the cheek, condescending but affectionate. "Lance," Ethan announced, "is my younger brother."

He looked so handsome that everyone kept their eyes on him. "You are early today," Cecy said. "I didn't have much work," "Ooh, by the way, this is my best friend Sandy," Cecy turned to Sandy whose mouth was wide open. "Hi," Ethan stretched his hand toward Sandy who was still shocked. "Sandy," Cecy snapped his fingers bringing her back to reality. "He...he is your husband? Ethan?" "Of course I know him have you forgotten who I am. Ethan 28years old chairman and the CEO of James Tech. He was named the richest and most powerful man for five consecutive years, he owns 60% of the land in the country..."

I think, not asking anyone in particular as I ponder this. "That's fine. You have to hurry up then. As we have only an hour left for lunch," Simon replies, not happy with Ethan's stubbornness to speak with me, while I stand up to leave the office just after I have turned off my laptop. "Alright. Hey, Pretty. As I was saying before he interrupted us, I am Ethan Godson, the CEO of E and G Entertainment and record labels. I am sure that you're aware of that?" Ethan brags, and I frown.