Ethan Embry That Thing You Do Novels & Stories

"Emma, let's have a baby!" Ethan, desperate and red-eyed, lunged at me like a wild animal in heat. His hot breath hit my neck, and I could feel something stirring behind me. How laughable. Did Ethan genuinely think I was still the same person I used to be? That he could just beckon, and I would come running like a lovesick puppy? I raised my heel and stomped on his foot, then turned to slap him. Smack! "If you're feeling itchy, scratch yourself. If that doesn't work, cut it off. Just stop disgusting me. I feel like throwing up."

I replied reluctantly. He stared at me. One second, two seconds… "I paid for a BREEDER and she isn't PREGNANT!" Ethan roared in anger, tossing the paper aside. "What the F*CK am I supposed to do with a girl that can't f*cking conceive?!" "It was one time, Ethan." His eyes darted towards me. "Excuse me, beta?" he growled, and I know calling him by his name in this situation pissed him off.

My body touched my soft bed and I drifted right to sleep. ***** I woke up feeling good and beautiful I don't know if its the baby hormones, but I loved it. I walked to my room window letting it open. I usually don't open it wide but i wanted to today. I wanted the sunlight but what I didn't bargain for; was Ethan stepping down from his car with his new entourage. Why were they following him? But most importantly why was he here? Hello everyone❤️ thanks for the support Please vot❤️🥹

Pathetic human beings! "So, I assume that you already meet your new classmate?" our pathetic professor started. "Yes ma'am," everyone answered, well except me of course. I hate her guts so why would I even care to answer her? I'm not her servant! "Well, he's Prince Zion Wensley the Prince of Etheor!" she continued. Everyone gasped after hearing the word Etheor. As far as I know Etheor vanished many years ago and there's no one left from the Wensleys, how come their prince is here?

jokes Eve. “Yes, there are many cute boys. But I don’t think I am close to being ready.” “I know sis, but it is our purpose to have a family.” “I think I have another purpose, but there is one boy I kind of had a moment with before I came home.” “Oh, do tell.”

Ethan gave me a confused stare, like he had no idea what I was saying. "I saw it all, Ethan. I know what you do," I said, glaring into his eyes. "What are you talking about?" Ethan wondered, still pretending not to know. "Don't lie to me," I yelled, swinging my hands as water from the tub splashed at Ethan, and he moved slightly. "I saw it, videos of how you kill and torture people, how you are the so-called King of the underworld, doing illegal things," I said, watching his eyes widen.

I would do this. I would beat him at his own game. I would stay awake, finally face the horror oblivion had protected me from. If not tonight, I would do it tomorrow. If not tomorrow, then the next day. And every day after that until I got free. Ethan Embry Errington was about to find out what I was really made of. I'd brought humanity and emotions to Ryker Fucking Penn. Ethan Embry Errington was nothing but a new challenge. One I would overcome. One I would make my bitch.

Ethan snarls. “Fuck. It’s not... it’s not medicine. It’s something I read.” “She’s not—” “She is a wolf!” I try to focus on the men kneeling beside me. I try to focus on what they’re talking about. It’s something to do with me. Something important. “What is it?” says Ethan, his voice dark. “I think I can share my... life force with her. If she’s a wolf.” “I should do it,” says Ethan. “No. It has to be... I... I don’t have time to teach you. Just... get out of the way.”

I hated that this slap had come so late. Ethan held his face, his smile frozen in place, but for once, he didn’t retaliate. He crouched down, trying to press his cheek against my stomach. I raised my hand and slapped him again. My palm burned red, but I felt nothing. “Was I not clear enough, or are you just not listening? “Our baby is gone. I had a miscarriage! “He was three months old—a fully formed fetus! But before he could see this world, you, his father, destroyed him!

He nodded, feeling a sense of inadequacy. Ethan's eyes locked onto Scarlett's, filled with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. "What is she like?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know much about her." Scarlett's expression softened, and she took a deep breath before speaking. "Emily is a sweet girl, Ethan. She's kind, gentle, and caring. She loves arts and crafts, and she's always been fascinated by science and nature." Scarlett's voice cracked slightly as she continued. "She's also very curious, always asking questions and seeking answers."