Novel & Cerita Ethan Glen

He smiled sweetly at the other two as well and the three girls followed him to stand together in a place farther away from the crowds of the students. Ethan leaned against the wall, his face a pleasant smile and his voice much clearer now that they stood away from the noise of the kids walking into the library and out of it. “Hello, it’s not often that we meet a new Half-Myth… my name is Ethan and,” He chuckled, “I am, in fact, a Gloom-Elf. You have a very smart nose.” The girls grinned at the compliment. Daffodil nodded, “Thank you, I- Abel was also surprised.”

Ethan prepared his recorder he needed for interviewing and approaches Allen first. "Good day Mr. Allen Kye Collymore, I'm Ethan Rhy Verlice, a news writer from EBK." Ethan introduced as he showed him his I.D. Allen rise an eyebrow before nodding in confirmation, knowing he's the guy who's with Primo in the convenience store last night.

Soon, Don returned with some men. Ethan’s face had been so badly burnt, it was no longer recognizable. Since he had the same build as Alejandro, Ethan had hidden his past from the public and undergone numerous plastic surgeries. Appearance-wise, he had practically become Alejandro Smith’s twin. To make his disguise even more convincing, he had destroyed his own fingerprints.

"I don't have a sister. The person I've been looking for from the start is you." Glen, who had never experienced such a thing, asked innocently, "What? Have I offended you in any way?" "Blame your brother if you wanna blame it on someone." "My brother? You know where my brother is?" "Three, two, one. Time to bid goodbye to your brother," said Ethan. Black Fox lifted his head, mustering every ounce of energy in him to say, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you. Just leave him alone …"

"You are not easy to investigate, Lorenzo, but from the look of things,she is your woman." Ethan chuckles. "Neither are you,Arnold." Turning to me,he gives a bright smile. "Honey,this is my business partner from abroad. Mr. Gavin Arnold. Gavin,meet my wife and mother of my sons, Avery Rosaline Lorenzo." Mr. Gavin stretches his hand for a handshake. "It is a pleasure meeting you, madam Lorenzo." I separate from Ethan and accept the handshake with a polite smile. "Same here, Mr. Gavin." "How about we go talk about busin—"

"I meant what I said, Emily, no more secrets." He paused, letting his words sink in before continuing. "I want to show you my biggest secret, something I’ve hidden from everyone, even my son Jake." My heart raced. "What is it?" I asked, my voice laced with curiosity. "My island," Ethan replied, his voice filled with a mix of pride and vulnerability. "Your what?" I asked, sitting up to make sure I heard him correctly. Ethan nodded, his expression serious. "When I started working for Gloria’s father, I was just a kid in an orphanage, I was overzealous, and always in trouble. I went places I wasn’t supposed to, putting myself in danger."

Gloria’s attitude worsens as she turns her attention back to me. “With your status, Rowena, you really don’t deserve to even be in the same filthy presence as Fiona. I am sorry you even have to see her.” She throws her words like acid at me and soon, I see judgment in the eyes of my old classmates. Before I can even respond, another voice cuts in. “Well, well, if it isn’t Fiona,” the voice drawls. I turn to see Ethan, a blonde man with blue eyes. He is wearing one of those expensive polo shirts and there is mockery written all over his face.

Yet, he chose this course, partly to please Valerius Evander and partly to secure his own standing in court. Valerius Evander made his way to the Celestial Garden. From afar, he saw Ethan reclining on a chaise under the cascading wisteria of the Twilight Moon arbor. The golden sunlight bathed Ethan in a soft, radiant glow. Strands of his hair shimmered like threads of light, and his serene face was akin to a masterful sculpture. His skin was alabaster and flawless, his phoenix eyes closed in a light slumber, lashes long and curled like butterfly wings. His pale lips carried a faint smile—pure yet irresistibly captivating.

George moved to London to work as a photographer where he met his wife who is heavily pregnant with their second child and couldn't travel. Next introduction is Ethan who is also part of the college gang. Ethan is a handsome and huge man who looks like he lives in the gym. All the groomsmen were supposed to wear pink tuxedos but Ethan decided to pull up in ripped jeans and a pink t-shirt. He looks like the type of guy who likes to stand out and break rules just because he can. It doesn't come as a shock that he's an artist. It also doesn't come as a shock that an attractive man like him has a drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend who is a runway model. God, I can't imagine what their babies will loo

I think, not asking anyone in particular as I ponder this. "That's fine. You have to hurry up then. As we have only an hour left for lunch," Simon replies, not happy with Ethan's stubbornness to speak with me, while I stand up to leave the office just after I have turned off my laptop. "Alright. Hey, Pretty. As I was saying before he interrupted us, I am Ethan Godson, the CEO of E and G Entertainment and record labels. I am sure that you're aware of that?" Ethan brags, and I frown.