Ethan Ch Novels & Stories

William asked, immediately answered by a grin from Ethan. ** Ethan Blackwood, a tall and tan-skinned man with a friendly face, was a mix of Hispanic and English heritage. His height was almost the same as Greys. The difference was that Ethan had a more muscular physique due to specialized training. His job as a bodyguard had taught him various martial arts skills. Ethan was the son of William, the head butler at Grey's house. They were childhood friends but had been separated since high school when Ethan chose to attend a boarding school far from the city.

He muttered as he continued to walk further, Valentina felt something snap in her chest, this was the first time someone called her name strange. "What do you mean by strange, my name is beautiful." She argued. "And you what is your name, you seem pretty familiar to me as well." "Ethan." He pronounced promptly. "Ethan Lords." Ethan Lords? she paused for a while, she had definitely heard that name before, her eyes widened when she realized. "You are ETHAN LORDS??" She panicked because she was talking so casually to the Goddamned C.E.O of the establishment. "I am sorry, I didn't know."

I don’t know what is so familiar about him but I want to know soon. “You will know soon”, he sounds like a man with limited words or maybe he is really serious about his job. “He looks strange”, I whisper to Xander but I feel like Ethan heard it too. In a blink of seconds, I see a sneak black Bugatti pulls up in front of us and sitting at the wheels is Ethan. He looks like he is the master of the car with his black leather jacket and black jeans. His scent is just as mysterious as the car standing in front of us.

he whispered. Cheyne chuckled and stared back at him. “Who the fuck is this, guy?” he shot a glance at Yohan. Ethan went closer and gave Cheyne a playful yet insulting slap across his cheek. "Don’t worry you’ll know me soon.” Ethan flashed a nasty grin, fueling Cheyne's irritation. Cheyne grabbed him by his collar, attempting to haul Ethan closer, but to his surprise, the guy stood rock-solid. “Damn… you're too eager to die, aren’t you? How about we settle this in Macau?”

"But wait, Ethan, how did you get out? The rumors are flying, and we all saw the press conference." Before he could answer, the bell rang for Economics class, They rushed to Mr. Chen’s class. Ethan was actually grateful for the bell; he was getting nervous, he wasn’t ready to tell his friends about his deal with Damien.Throughout the day, Ethan felt the stares even from his coursemates , even his lecturer, Mr Chen. School passed by smoothly and Ethan enjoyed every minute of it mostly because of his friends, Anastasia Banks and Kristen by his side, he felt better. No one dared to cross Anastasia Banks, the heiress of the Banks family, she was the only child of the Banks family, and her father

“Ethan, this is Mr. Thorne. From the Global Alliance.” The man was in his forties, dressed in an expensive, understated suit. He had sharp green eyes and an easy smile, but there was a quiet intensity about him. He felt… powerful. In control. An Alpha, but one who kept his scent locked down tight. I could barely smell anything from him, which was more impressive than if he’d tried to dominate the room. “Ethan Chase,” he said, his voice smooth. “May I call you Ethan? I’ve heard some fascinating things about you.”

‘But mother…” “Ethan. No!” Natalia snapped. She glanced at me, probably she wasn’t comfortable duty the fact that she had to scold her teenage son before me. Ethan looked like he was about the age of Dave, Caine’s brother. Only that he is way taller and has a better build.

One of them, a guy with dark hair and a confident smile, stepped forward. “Ariana,” he greeted smoothly, his eyes narrowing at me. “Who’s your friend?” Ariana nudged me forward. “This is Ruby. She just got her heart broken and needs a distraction.” I glared at her. “Subtle.” The guy chuckled. “That so?” He held out a hand. “I’m Ethan.” I shook it, forcing a smile. “Hi, Ethan.” Ariana leaned in and whispered, “He’s rich. Maybe even richer than Rutherford."

Tonight, he’s playing tour guide. “See the tall guy in the blue suit by the bar?” Ben murmurs, bending his head. “That’s Ethan Caldwell. He’s coming over as head of finance. He’s the numbers guy, but the kind who listens before he cuts. You’ll like him.” I follow his gaze. Ethan is laughing at something. I don’t know what to make of him yet. “He looks younger than I expected.”

"Just you wait, Emma!" "What should she be waiting for?" Ethan suddenly asked icily. "For your father to come and back you up?" He stood up, which immediately made it apparent that he had a height advantage over Jack. "Or are you asking for her to wait until you've returned from buying yourself a diploma in Ezelia?" "Who are you?" Jack demanded with false bravado. "Ethan Knight from the Department of Mathematics in Maracasus Institute of Technology," Ethan replied slowly and clearly. "First-prize winner in the international math competition, and a member of the Amerasia national math competition team.