Ethan From Dance Academy Novels & Stories

My dick had gotten hard, and I stroked myself dry a few hours later, but the shock of being touched like that had made me uncomfortable. Growing up being told you would live forever, and only one woman would ever be able to stay with you puts a damper on romance, let me tell you. Mom- you look nervous, son...ask her to dance. Ethan- no thanks, mom. Her mother literally looked at me the same way 23 yrs ago. Mom- well, that's awkward. Ethan- yup.

My breath came out shaky since I couldn't seem to catch it again, overwhelmed by how intoxicated His scent made me feel. "I have reason." He kissed the top of my head, his arms squeezing me closer to him. I felt much better with Ethan being here. "Beta - I was Just teaching Our future Luna the Waltz." Huel bowed respectfully to Ethan. Ethan smirked down at me nodding his head. "I saw... but It was missing something." He repeated himself grabbing my hand and walking over to the middle of the dance floor. Self-cautiously I began to sweat feeling under a bit more pressure since I hadn't really been good at the dance all night. "Uh Ethan Im not to good at the dance yet." I stumbled over my words

Just this afternoon, Ethan had casually told Lucas he wanted to go after Sylvia, and now, just a few hours later, they were already a couple. Classic Ethan. He always gets what he wants, no matter who he has to crush along the way. As the dance officially started, Ethan naturally invited Sylvia for the first dance. They spun together in the center of the floor, the spotlight on them, while the onlookers around them were mesmerized by their perfect moment. Everyone admired the scene. Everyone except me. As the song ended, Ethan rested his forehead against Sylvia’s, their lips barely an inch apart. The crowd erupted into cheers, and the two leaned in for another kiss, oblivious to the world ar

Ethan gently pushed away Anna, his eyes focused and he said seriously, "By the way, I have a surprise for you." Anna slowly looked up at him, and her eyes began to twinkle with bright light, "What surprise?" Ethan smiled elegantly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said leisurely, "Now, please come out quickly." Gemma, who was hiding on the second landing, cackled. She waved a sheet of paper in her hand and ran toward Anna, "Mommy, I want to go to the dance class to learn to dance. I am hoping you'd say yes."

For the moment, there was nothing else that mattered. Ethan took the lead and they slow danced to the song. Laura closed her eyes and moved her body to the rhythm. She could feel the heat radiating from Ethan's chest as she leaned in. The smell of his cologne met her nostrils, too. It was intoxicating, and she found herself wanting more than just a dance. She had a feeling that she would feel like this every time they danced to this song.

It was the first full moon I spent with the Tidal Waves Pack. The members of the pack had started bonfires by the beach, and the young werewolves were dancing around the flames. The usually silent Ethan suddenly pulled out a guitar. He wore a simple flax tunic, his fingers dancing across the strings. Amid the music and the crashing waves, he seemed especially handsome and romantic. Lena handed me a glass of honey wine and sat next to me. “Surprising, isn’t it? Ethan isn’t as boring as his work makes him seem. He can be very romantic once he meets the right person.”

He looks exactly like I imagined a prince would be from books. I smirked before standing up to match with what he did. I bowed a bit before raising my head to accept his hands, “I would be honored to dance with you.” We both laughed at what I said as he brought me to the dance floor. Ethan is busy eating some food right now while speaking with our guests. That is what Eli did a while ago when Ethan first danced with me. I think dancing with them at different times is convenient for them either. Most of the rowdy students became silent and pulled whomever they wanted to share their last dance with.

So I focus on the music even though my steps were stiff. I danced with Ethan though butterflies twisted in my stomach. He smiled warmly at me, since I got to know Ethan I learnt he was really talkative. He likes sleeping and he's a math nerd. Though I didn't understand most things he talked about he never made me feel dumb for it. The dancing soon stopped and I walk to my sit with ethan smiling at me. I felt nauseous again so I excused myself even when Ethan insisted I let him follow me. His worry was evident in his voice.

His dark suit was impeccably tailored, and in his hand, a single red rose. With a slow, deliberate bow, he smiled—elegant, charming, dangerous. "Ayla, may I have this dance?" I tilted my head slightly. "But I don't know the Silvermoon Pack's dance steps. I've never danced with anyone before. You wouldn't mind, would you?" A glimmer of amusement flickered in Ethan's eyes as he stepped closer, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "Of course not. I'll teach you myself." A hand slipped around my waist from behind.

“If I allowed myself to go down that slope, there would be no coming back. I promised myself I wouldn’t take a Luna. Not after what happened to my mom.” “Grace!” I heard Stella yell my name. Ethan instantly dropped his hands and took a step back. The lack of contact ached to my soul. “There you are!” She was too far gone to realize she interrupted something. The music changed to Single Ladies by Beyonce. Ethan leaned against a high top that he had out his drink. Damon slipped beside him as Callie came up. Stella pulled me further into the floor as we did the dance. After a few minutes, I had forgotten about Ethan and actually was laughing carefree.