Ethan Fair Novels & Stories

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.

Stanley West, whose family ran the powerhouse West Energy Group nationwide, six-foot-three, built like a tank, and a straight-up player through and through. Carson Powell, golden boy of a top-tier auto empire, six-foot-three, mixed-race features, steady as they come. When Ethan stepped into view. Kevin shot up from the sofa like a rocket, lunging over to grab his face. "Whoa, you're actually alive? Let me check if this is some plastic surgery imposter." Ethan's brow furrowed, and he snapped Kevin's wrist in a lock, twisting it back hard enough to nearly slam him into the coffee table.

" He slurs, standing up with a little bit of a wobble. I think Drunken Eth is my favorite Ethan. He is so honest and playful, and I love it. "Let's go and get these two before they start taking more body shots." Eth laughs, leading me through the crowd of people.

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

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.

I say to the person who caused my coffee to spill and is also walking past me like nothing happened. The person turns his feet from walking out the door and walks back to me. I am trying to clean the coffee stain off my shirt, so I don't know who this rude person is just yet. I lift my head to see who it is, and that is when I understand why the person did not care to say sorry. "What!" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, has a solid build with deep grey eyes that are glaring at me right now, and a sharp jawline that I am sure can cut through anything.

I don't want to complicate things between is any further Okayyyy Ethan's planning something big 😁😁😩😩 Watch out Ava

In front of everyone. The room erupted in whispers. Adrian shot to his feet, his face crimson. Isabelle grabbed his arm, holding him back. Ethan walked down the aisle like he owned it—because in a way, he did. He stepped onto the stage, adjusted the microphone, and turned to face the crowd. "Good afternoon," he said, his voice smooth as whiskey. "I'm Ethan Vale.'' Adrian walked toward the stage. "This is outrageous. You manipulated the market. Vale Global didn't buy those shares! I checked the registries!"

Ethan stands in front of me with a boyish smile, flashing his perfect white teeth. He is so tall, maybe 6'1 or 6'2. Because I am already 5'9 and he is taller than me. Alex was only 6 feet then. Ethan has a plastic bag hanging from his right hand while he has a notebook under his left arm pit and a blue pen tucked in his plane black shirt's pocket. His pale blue jeans aren't ripped.

Ethan POV Hi, my name is Ethan Wood. I used to be special forces in the British army. I was born in a small town called Swanage in Dorset. I had just turned seventeen when my father remarried and had my baby sister Arya. She is everything to me. And now she is a bloody teenager at the age of thirteen.