Novel & Cerita Ethan Garcia

Javier’s face immediately froze. “Do you expect me to deal with such nonsense?” “You said you were going, remember?” Ethan asked, chuckling. Javier let out a sigh and shook his head. Ethan was a more outgoing person than Javier. Javier was more focused on business. But has never been good with his workers. He disliked striking up a conversation with any of them. He didn’t despise them. The guy was a lone gunman who was also reserved. They made their way to the club.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Ethan couldn't hold himself back and burst into laughter when he saw the three people's funny expressions. "Why are you laughing? It's not funny at all." Ellis yelled angrily. He was trying to understand the situation and there his brother was laughing. "Okay okay..... I won't laugh anymore." Ethan said and stopped laughing. Ethan stood up from the couch and stood beside Ellis. He placed his left hand on Ellis's shoulder. "Okay let me introduce you guys. I am Ethan, a dominant alpha and an anti-drug police officer." Ethan said and turned to Ellis. "He is my twin omega brother, Ellis. He is a professional eSports player." Ethan said, introducing Ellis.

Remembering how the walk into town had been annoying as hell. “That would probably be Everett right?” The man next to him answered, looking at Scott. He nodded. “Yeah, but it’s four hours by car at least. This is Eli by the way. He’s taken up the Gamma spot recently since Ricky is…” I nodded. “Nice to meet you. I’m glad they filled the spot. Scott looked like he was going to go grey there for a while.” Eli laughed and patted Scott on the back. “I’m pretty sure Alpha will still make him go grey at the rate he is going. You wouldn’t think he was forty with the warpath he’s been making.”

“Last night, through the bond we share—Serena reached out to me.” A stunned silence fell across the group before murmurs stirred the air like ripples on still water. Valerian raised a brow, Nivera leaned in, and Kiara’s hands curled into fists of hope. Serena’s brothers, Jacob and Edward, exchanged glances that held both relief and regret.

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

Zoe Mug of steaming coffee in hand, I wound my way back to Isaac’s laptop. With an empty purse and a repair bill for a Jaguar I-Pace winging its way to me, I can’t afford coffee, but I can’t afford to not job hunt, nor will my finances stretch to reinstating my home internet service. On the slim chance I avoid jail time, I owe Isaac a class trip, Bella a school dress and I need new shoes. I googled Greyson’s fancy car. The eyewatering starting price stands at eighty thousand dollars. My house isn’t worth eighty thousand dollars. I can only imagine the horrific repair bill. The custom made watch he sported wasn’t much cheaper.

I yelp as it hits me square in the jaw. Furious, I stride to the window, ducking my head out. A whole floor down, on solid ground, Grayson stands, a decent sized rock in his hand. Before he notices me, he hurtles at the window. Instead, it misses, crashing against the side of the wall right by my head. "Are you crazy?" I yell, having greatly flinched out of the way of the rock. Grayson watches the segments of broken rock tumble back down to earth sheepishly.

Suddenly, her gaze fixed upon a particular picture, accompanied by a captivating caption: "The heir and soon-to-be president of the Biggest Food Industry, Ethan Whitlock." Excitement bubbled up within Camila as she turned to Ethan, holding up her phone to display the image. "Ethan, is this really you?" she questioned, her voice filled with a blend of surprise and awe. Ethan's face lit up with a nostalgic smile as he glanced at the picture, memories flooding back. "Yep, that's me," he confirmed, his voice tinged with a hint of pride. Camila's astonishment lingered as she gazed at Ethan, her eyes wide with curiosity. "So, you went from being this nerdy guy to who you are now?" she inquired, he

Lukas: Ethan and I attended college together briefly. That prick was originally the son of a beta, but his father killed the Alpha at time and took his position. He was an asshole who fucked anything in a skirt. Ethan hated me because I had everything he didn't have. Out of spite, he challenged me to a duel and lost in front of everyone. Embarrassed, he left. The thought that Mia was tied to that crooked bastard made my blood boil.