Ethan Garcia Novels & Stories

“Ethan’s in Miami?” Javier nodded, his voice steady but cautious. “Yeah, boss. He was spotted at the cemetery attending Reynolds’ funeral. He’s really alive.” I laughed, a cold, bitter sound that echoed off the walls. “Alive. Fucking alive.” I straightened, my hands curling into fists, my mind a storm of rage and calculation. Lucian’s message wasn’t just a taunt; it was a declaration of war. He’d slaughtered my men, spiked their heads like trophies, and now Ethan was back, ready to dig deeper into my operations with Ryan and those corrupt FBI bastards. I wasn’t just going to sit here and take it.

My wolf did not even get the chance to sit down for three consecutive hours. "Really? Then he could be that hot if a twenty-six years old man makes your heart race. Who could that be? Do we know this guy?" She chirped. "Maybe or maybe not," she said. "He was once a security guard in our school. His name is Ethan Parker." I quickly lifted my eyes to the woman who breathes out my name. To my surprise, my eyes landed in front of Penelope Garcia. It was her voice who breathes out my name, my wolf is certain.

His eyes expanded. "Garrett, like Garrett farms?" "Yes. Now, where is my wife?" "W- w-wife?" "Mrs. Boma Braide Donovan Garrett." Donovan stated coldly. Hearing Boma's name in full like that, Larry's eyes dilated. It seemed like he was going to faint. He stepped back a bit. "Everything is- is- is fine." He stuttered trying to sound reassuring. "If you will wait in the restaurant, she will be with you shortly. We have a VIP lounge that-"

“Because that’s the only kind worth playing. I didn’t come here to play easy, and I sure as fucking hell will not allow him, or anyone, to try and fucking scarce me from my goal.” And in the silence that followed, I could almost see it, the look on Liam’s face when he realized his perfect world was cracking. This time, it wouldn’t be through rogues or whispers. This time, it would be with his own kind, his precious businessmen. And I was going to enjoy every second of it.

he said flatly, lifting a glass of whiskey to his mouth. Ice clinked as his fingers shifted. I couldn’t help noticing the small, bleeding cuts across his knuckles... and remembering what that man’s face looked like afterward. Goddess, Lorenzo was a sexy brute. “That’s me… Victoria Bian… Greco” I answered, standing there like I was in an interview. “About last night…” “The first time, you didn’t think the Greco family was worthy. You were too ‘precious,’” he cut in coldly, one dark brow lifting.

Auntie Garcia walked to the table and arranged the tray on the table before she walked back to the kitchen. Scarlet called out to her, "Auntie Garcia. Where is Ethan? Has he left for the company already?" Auntie Garcia said, "Yes. Boss Ethan left for work early today. You were still sleeping when he left." Scarlet sighed. She placed her phone back on the table before she took the mug on the table and poured coffee into it. Then she applied some butter on her bread. She spread the butter onto each bite of bread with light, short strokes. Then, she took a large bite before she took a sip at her coffee. Just then, her phone started ringing. She picked it up and slid on the accept button and sai

Of course, something just had to go wrong. Everything was fine until Ethan thought he saw Garret winking at me. He just flipped. A switch in him went off and now he's gone completely animalistic. I didn't even see Garret do it, but Ethan claimed that he was only doing it to piss him off. Well, it worked. "Ethan, stop!" Lizzie yelled, trying her hardest to pull Ethan away from Garret, who is currently under him. "Eth, get off of him!" Dane yelled at him, moving Lizzie out of the way to try and control his son. Ethan shoves him away, not even being phased by his attempts at stopping him.

"Oh, I'm sure she'll be here any second. Sit down and relax while we wait." Ethan sat where the place card held his name and asked his mother, "Where's dad?". Of course. his parents would have arrived together. Her answer was, "He said he had a little business with Beta Hanson, he should be back soon." This sounded perfectly acceptable to Ethan and he was finally able to let himself relax. That feeling of relaxation didn't last long. As Ethan was admiring the way the mirrored centerpieces seemed to light up the lilies like they were the stars of the show he noticed Katie's place card. His heart began to beat rapidly, of course Katie would be with them at the head table and not with her own m

He says eventually, noises behind him reveal the blonde girl that Flame was arguing with earlier. “Oh please be Darius’ friend.” She grins, pushing the boy out of the way and extending her hand. “I’m Gale. Gale Winters.” “Cain Harden.” I shake her hand quickly before dropping it and turning to the boy again, attempting to be pleasant when I just want him to get the fuck out of my way. “Darius told me we were going Tree Surfing.”

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.