Novel & Cerita Ethan Glen

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.

“I’m so, so sorry, Ronnie. I never meant to make you feel like that. You’re not just my friend anymore, you’re now like my sister. The only person who’s always had my back no matter how messy things got.” I pulled back just enough to look at her face, brushing a stray tear from her cheek with my thumb. “From now on I promise to always keep you updated.” She sniffled, a smile reaching her face. “You've made a promise Glinda, better not break the promise.” *** Ethan POV It's been days and I've not set foot in school and I don't even plan to set foot in school anytime soon. I just stay in my room, drinking, and thinking of ways I could win Glinda over.

And then, there was Ethan. Two nights ago, over a candlelit dinner, her fiancé had looked at her as though his own sincerity embarrassed him. “I didn’t know I was missing anything until I found you,” he had whispered. Ethan Cole. The most formidable twenty-six-year-old in the tech sector. The financial press called him "The Glacier" because nothing melted him, nothing moved him, and absolutely nothing got past his walls. Yet, he had chosen her. Just Zara. The girl who had bumped into him in a bookstore eight months ago, knocked three heavy volumes of Russian literature onto his expensive shoes, and stubbornly argued with him for forty-five minutes about whether ambition corrupted empathy.

"Just you wait, Emma!" "What should she be waiting for?" Ethan suddenly asked icily. "For your father to come and back you up?" He stood up, which immediately made it apparent that he had a height advantage over Jack. "Or are you asking for her to wait until you've returned from buying yourself a diploma in Ezelia?" "Who are you?" Jack demanded with false bravado. "Ethan Knight from the Department of Mathematics in Maracasus Institute of Technology," Ethan replied slowly and clearly. "First-prize winner in the international math competition, and a member of the Amerasia national math competition team.

A few minutes later, the glass doors opened. Ethan Hale entered without an entourage. That surprised me first. Men with far less power usually surrounded themselves with assistants and security, as if the number of people following them proved their importance. Ethan walked into the room with only one man carrying a leather folder behind him. He looked to be in his early thirties, tall and broad-shouldered, with dark blond hair and calm grey eyes that moved around the room with quiet attention. His charcoal suit was undoubtedly expensive, but he wore it without appearing as though he needed anyone to notice.

"And this must be the famous mechanic." Ethan stepped forward, water bottle still in hand. His face stayed calm, and I hated how well he hid it. "Ethan Vale." "Elena Vance. I have heard so much about you today, dear. Mostly from a very interesting recording, I'm afraid." She held out a long, pale hand, and Ethan shook it. Her eyes dropped to the black band on his wrist. "Poor thing. My nephew Gavin does love his little security toys." "I'm getting used to it," Ethan said. "It matches my mood."

The frustration and fatigue in Ellaine’s voice can’t be ignored. “I told you. This thing you’re getting into is no fun. There is no place for complaints here.” “I was just asking.” A young man with blonde hair and beautiful sky-colored eyes came out from the back door of the cottage. He smiled at them, exposing a dimple at the right corner of his mouth; his eyes lingered a bit longer on Ellaine, then nodded at Finrod. “I am Caeruleus, Prince Finrod. The captain of the ship called for you. We are about to sail.” After saying this, he went inside the cottage.

Ethan A Rolland. The youngest drug Lord of all time,the fearless leader of the greatest Mafia Lords, the CEO of E_Rides, the owner of the biggest real estate and housing in Toronto, British Columbia and Montreal. Wherever you can think of in the world, Ethan had a business organization there, you can call him "Global". He was a man of few words,and trust me you do not want to hear him speak much, he was ruthless,well... So they said,I've never seen him, uhmmmm!.... Maybe I have, once or twice in a club...... Ok! Ok!.

The computer screen came to life, and his face met me. The beautiful man who held my heart is looking straight back at me. Funny thing is, he doesn’t even realize it. Evan Giovanni Carter, CEO of Magnus Constructions, thirty-four years old, born on the 18th of October. Adopted by Dr. Jacob and Dra. Olivia Carter at the age of four. Harvard Alumni, with a degree in civil engineering. He started as a freelance contractor, the humble beginning of one of the most successful construction companies in New York City.

Ethan Garcia Ethan is the twin of Addilyn. He has one green eye and a blue eye. He loves his twin to death and is very overprotective of her. He likes to be fun and outgoing. He studies law as time passes by. He has dark brown hair where he inherited from their mother. Addilyn Ruby Garcia or Ruby Addilyn Smith-Garcia.