Ethan Fair Novels & Stories

Before Chloe could start an argument, a tall, incredibly handsome man stepped out of the shadows near the bar, a slow, amused smile on his face. This was Ethan Thorne. Ethan was a legend on campus—a brilliant, young, twenty-four-year-old legacy heir whose family owned half the shipping ports on the Eastern Seaboard. Unlike the stuffy, older donors on the board, Ethan was sharp, wildly charismatic, and possessed a terrifyingly quick mind that had earned him a master's degree in economic history by the age of twenty-two. He was one of the few people on campus who didn't look intimidated by the Vance name.

Currently I've already met 3 of the chosen ones. One of them was called Ethan locks who was a male vampire and of pure blood, he has blond hair that reached down to his neck like a rock star style along with green eyes and a pointy chin. He is also quite tall and loves to flirt with cute boys furthermore, he doesn't hide the fact he likes boys despite when I first met him, I thought he was more of a shy person as he doesn't talk a lot in front of me. However when he sees a cute boy, he goes into an overdrive and turns into a completely different person which was quite amusing to see. His personality is also kind and quite geeky in some ways which isn't bad. I met Ethan in California, he was

“That should make you happy.” Elena grinned at this new piece of information. “Oh, so you're dreaming about him?” “This conversation is ending now,” Laura informed her. She smiled, but it was the smile an alligator gave before eating its victim. “Wait, wait, wait... Ethan?” Elena asked. “As in works with Carter at W Motors and has a secretary Ethan?” “Yes,” Laura replied. “So?” “As in Ethan White, co-owner of W Motors and ultra billionaire? That Ethan?” Elena looked like her eyes might pop out of her head.

Ethan prepared his recorder he needed for interviewing and approaches Allen first. "Good day Mr. Allen Kye Collymore, I'm Ethan Rhy Verlice, a news writer from EBK." Ethan introduced as he showed him his I.D. Allen rise an eyebrow before nodding in confirmation, knowing he's the guy who's with Primo in the convenience store last night.

The guy name is not David ". Who else then? My brows crunched in confusion. " Ethan... Ethan Wright". He suddenly stated and my eyes widened in surprise. What could he want with Ethan? Do they know each other? Or could it be that he liked the guy? No, no... I shook my head trying to shake the thought off. Ethan said he wasn't gay, and from what I knew about Raine he wasn't either. The guy was a Casanova, a playboy. He was said to have multiple girlfriends at a time despite his tight schedule as one of the top male actors in the country.

Mr Coltmen looked irritated. "You gave out the trillion dollar AI for a company worth merely millions, why?" Pyria's voice cracked. "I was searching for something more important" Ethan replied, briefly glancing at me, something about holding his hands and his glance melted my heart. The table was silent for a minute, both Pyria and Jennifer's uncle looked disappointed and annoyed while Ethan smirked. He made a huge sacrifice to find Iris, I thought staring at him. "Better now?" Ethan whispered, taking his hands off mine.

"Well, I think it's a little late for that, Dad. Ethan's pretty special, like I said. We spend a lot of time together. He really listens to me and I feel truly...happy with him. He understands me." Dad got quiet for a minute. I think he was shocked to hear me talk about a man like I really cared. And I shouldn't have been too surprised either. Ethan was the first in a long line of firsts with me. "What is this Ethan's last name and what does he do for a living?" "Blackstone. He's thirty-two and he owns a private security company. He's so paranoid he has me assigned to a driver so I won't take the Tube to get around.

“Let me get this straight. You—Adrian Sinclair, heir to one of the biggest media empires in the country—are trying to live like a broke college student just to prove a point?” Adrian shrugged. “Pretty much.” Ethan smirked. “This is fantastic. Please tell me you have no idea what you’re doing.” “None whatsoever,” Adrian admitted. Ethan clapped a hand on his shoulder. “Good. This is going to be hilarious.” Adrian sighed. He had a feeling Ethan was going to enjoy this far more than he should.

"Then ask me anything. What do you want to know?" Sherah peeked at him through her fingers, then lowered her hands completely. Staring straight into his eyes, she hesitated before asking, "Wh…wh… what’s your name?" Ethan blinked, then chuckled. "Come to think of it… I never told you, did I?" He smirked. "Is that why you call me Satan? Because you didn’t know my name?" Sherah turned crimson, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes." "Ethan," he said. "My name is Ethan Farwell."

She was getting all choked up, but Ethan was amused. Flint Hale, the grandson of the retired General of the Air Force, wished he could kick Ethan. "Get out of here. We are here for Grayson Kai. Why did you bring her here?" Seemingly, the girl was deceived and not welcome, but she still swallowed down the wine, not revealing any rage. Then she leaned in Ethan's arms as if she was boneless.