Ethan Fair Novels & Stories

He ran down the stairs so quickly he practically toppled his mother. "Mom, you look great." He said and he meant it. Catherine wore a navy blue floor length dress with just the slightest of sparkle. Somehow the dress, or her son's compliment seemed to make her olive eyes sparkle with just the slightest hint of gold. "Mom, can you do me a huge favor?" Ethan asked. He continued on before she could answer, "Can you let Emma know I decided to drive myself to the party so I can hang out with the guys after?"

In truth, there were quite a few among them who had the same thought. Just as Faye was about to speak, Zayn stopped her and spoke with a strange expression, “I’m a little curious. According to you, Ethan is a very impressive man, huh? He still hasn’t arrived, yet all of you are competing to lick his boots.” His words made them all stare at him as if he were a fool. Kevin said, “Do you really not know or are you just pretending? Ethan is the heir to the Zeus Group. He is rich, good-looking, and there’s no telling how many women want him. Do you think he’s like you, an ugly man aspiring for someone that he’s not worthy of?”

“Uh, no no no. Don’t misunderstood me. I just find you so adorable and innocent like how people describe you?” “Like how people describe me? How did they describe me then?” Ethan can see the big question mark in Miana’s face that makes him giggle more. “You’re so adorable, Miana. People wants to protect you because you are so fine, innocent and pure” “Huh?” “Hahaha. Nothing. Don’t mind me. By the way, I’m Ethan, head IT Engineer of the Phillis Corp” “Like, Ethan Meneses of the twin company Phillis. Like the famous Ethan, the handsome?!”

The radio was a low hum of static and a country song about a man losing everything, which felt a little too on the nose for our lives. "You’re thinking too loud again," Ethan said. He was leaning against the driver’s side door, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, his knuckles stained with grease from the shift he’d just finished at the marina. At nineteen, Ethan Cole didn't have a billion-dollar empire or a suit tailored in London. He had a jawline that could cut glass, a pair of boots with holes in the soles, and a way of looking at me that made me feel like I was the only thing on earth that wasn't broken.

I can’t hold a staring contest, against Stefan’s piercing eyes. ‘Nope,’ Ethan said calmly as he squeezed my hand, ‘He doesn’t know. He is just curious about who you are and I can see how curious he is about you.’ ‘Curious?’ ‘Yes,’ Ethan replied. ‘How?’ ‘Because he never knew I had any relatives other than Fiona. Let alone someone as beautiful as you are.’ I bowed my head and let my hair fall so that Ethan wouldn’t see the heat on my face. He was about to say something else but stopped because the meeting had just begun.

That was when Tyler understood why Ethan was so bold to come in alone. "L-Let's stay civilized," Tyler quickly stuttered. Just then, Edward's stern voice came from nearby. "Apologize to the official immediately!" Ethan glanced sideways to see Edward walking out with his cane. Edward took the main seat and scrutinized Ethan closely. "You look unfamiliar. You're not from Breeze City, are you? May I know your name?" "Ethan Rivers." Edward smiled. "That’s a good name, and you've accomplished so much at such a young age—far more than my three sons, at least."

“But when you grow up, you’ll be nicer than they are, and that’s all that matters.” “Ahem. Moana?” a familiar voice said suddenly. Ella and I looked up. “Uncle Ethan!” Ella said, jumping up and running to the man standing in front of us. Ethan Bradley, the famous artist and the kind man who I met at the orphanage… was secretly a part of the Morgan family?

I now realized it was for privacy. As everyone began to settle into their seats, the doors opened and Ethan walked down the aisle in an expensive suit, followed by the beta from his pack. I recognized them as some of the Blue Moon Group businessmen I saw at the gala a week ago. Ethan’s hair was slicked back so that it didn’t cover his face so much. He looked more confident than I had ever seen him. I don’t know how I didn’t see it before, he’s a natural leader. A true alpha.

“And… how did you find us?” Before he could answer, Ariel reached over and patted my hair the way I always soothed hers. Then she looked at him with innocent seriousness. “Did Daddy ask you to save us?” The stranger chuckled under his breath. “No, little one.” He leaned back slightly, eyes still on me. “Firstly, my name is Ethan. And I’ve been tracking those men for weeks. Watching them. Waiting for them to slip.” His expression hardened for a second. “One of my men was keeping an eye on them tonight. He called to say they had taken a woman and a child.”