Ethan Crumbley Siblings Novels & Stories

Unlike his brother who was a spendthrift, Ethan used his money wisely and responsibly because he didn’t want to depend on his parents and his inheritance. During his first year in the university Ethan already started his own company and at the age of 25 he became a billionaire. On the contrary, his brother had a carefree life. Cameron hung up when Ethan had been silent for a long time. Ethan held Moriah’s hand. Sensing the pensive mood of the man beside her, she looked at him. “Are you okay?” He hummed. Not wanting for her to put down her guard against his brother, he chose to keep from her that he succeeded in bringing down his brother's company and that of his cohorts.

~Lila The cicadas screamed outside like the heat itself was singing, shrill and endless, filling the silence of the house. Mom and Greg had left that morning, two little suitcases tossed into the trunk of his truck, smiles that felt too practiced as they drove away for their weekend getaway. That meant I was stuck here. Alone. With him. Ethan. My stepbrother. He wasn’t really my brother, not by blood. But he lived here, breathed here, and filled the house with his quiet, brooding presence. He was twenty two, just a few years older, but he carried himself like someone already worn down by life.

I almost laughed. “C’mon, dude,” It was Ivan now. “You don’t even talk to her.” “Now, I do,” he shot back. The boys looked at him as if he had lost it. Then Bethel threw a glance at me. I recognized the look immediately. His gaze darted back to Flynn. “You know she’s weird, right?” He said. “So, are you.” Flynn shot back, his expression hardening. “What?” Bethel blinked. “C’mon,” Ivan pulled his arm. “Now’s not the time.”

Following our breakup, did you find yourself in love with Nathaniel, my own uncle? Several guests started talking quietly. After a period of restraint, Nathaniel spoke with resolute confidence. "Ethan, all's good. My wife won't be humiliated in this place.” “Your wife?” Ethan chuckled. “That's so funny!” exclaimed the child. How could he respond? “Uncle, do you have any idea of your age? Do you feel so isolated that you have to take away what your nephew has left behind?” The room fell completely silent. Even the music stopped. His laughter was a kind of thick mirth, and Ethan's was always there to laugh at any moment.

“I know. You were always kind. Kinder than I deserved.” He nodded, then left. I sank against the counter, drained. In two days, both Stone brothers had walked back into my life. The storm was only beginning. “Mommy?” Ethan appeared in the doorway, eyes serious. “Are you sad?” I wiped my face quickly. “Just tired. Are you hungry?” He slipped his small hand into mine. “The man who was here—he looked like Daddy.” My chest tightened. “They’re brothers. Sometimes brothers look alike.” “Like me and Eva,” he said.

The way he acted at our last family dinner, scared me a little, but this one sounds creepy! "I don't know what to call his behavior, but I know I'm tired of it. And he crossed the line today at the gym, landing us both in suspension! What will I tell my Dad? That I was suspended because my crazy friend fought with me over his sister? I... Damn it! " He groaned, stamping his feet hard, before turning his back at me. I was still in shock over what Antonio said. It gave me the chills, knowing that he got suspended because of Derek, and Derek did this because of me.

Ethan’s POV Seventeen grueling years had passed since their little sister was snatched from right under their noses. The loss of June had carved out a hollow space inside the Valli brothers. She had been their absolute world. At eleven years old, Ethan had been entirely powerless to stop the kidnapping, forced to watch his family shatter alongside his younger brothers—Julian, who was only eight at the time, and Roman, who was just six.

He is his step brother . A thousand reasons flooded her mind, each more alarming than the last. What would her father say? What would people think? How could she ever face Julian again, knowing the boundaries they had shattered? 'julian is her Stepbrother .' That thought alone made her chest tighten with dread. How could I have let this happen?

"Two. Both grown now. A son and a daughter. They don't know about Alice. About what she did. I haven't told them. I don't know how." "That must be hard. Carrying that secret." "Everything about this is hard. My sister is a murderer. My nephew lost his mother. And I'm sitting here building blocks pretending everything is normal." "Nothing about any of this is normal." Ethan shows Margaret his elephant collection. Six stuffed elephants of various sizes. He's been collecting them since he was a baby. "This is Ellie. This is Peanut. This is Big Boy. This is Tiny. This is Ella. And this is Jumbo!"