Ethan Klein Tattoo Novels & Stories

SERAPHINA His grin stretched, and even through the mask I could feel his arrogance reeking off him. I took a step back, scanning him. Every Alpha’s body in the Academy was built almost the same, lean muscle wrapped in the same dark uniform. But there it was a faint mark creeping up his neck, ink glinting like oil. A snake tattoo. A smile curved on my lips. “Alpha Ethan. You better go hunt the others. I don’t have time to waste with you.”

We stopped talking when someone placed a plate full of food in front of me. Confused, I looked up to see who landed it. I just sighed when I saw that Ethan. He also took a seat and sat next to me. My eyes caught his left arm. And that's when I stared more and more at the inks there. Lily... lily flower is tattooed on his arm. It was on the side and I noticed that he had a big tattoo. I looked away. I saw the five of us approaching. William placed a plate full of food on Anne as well. Anne thanked and they all started eating except for me.

She ruffled his hair. Ethan smiled and put his arm around her shoulder "I'm so not a kiddo anymore. See the way everyone's watching," he whispered "They are all looking at a champion. You are the sister of a champion. You should get a tattoo of my face on your cheek you know"

I managed to say. His eyes flicked briefly to my stomach, then back to my face. “Nice to meet you.” Ethan placed his hand on my back. “wilson’s an old friend from academy days. Known for his silence and strength.” Wilson raised an eyebrow. “And Ethan is still full of too many words.” They laughed, but my eyes stayed on that mark. It wasn’t a tattoo. The edges were natural. It was shaped the same as mine. It couldn’t be coincidence.

The hesitation was evident on Mateo's face, which made the Dark Lord motion for him to speak "The thing is, sir, I'm afraid of Lucien. I mean, if he finds out that we're going to take advantage of his son at this point, he will.." "Don't worry about it. The only thing that concerns Lucien at this moment is his girl. He is looking for his mate like a crazy men . He will never care about what is going on with Ethan. This is the right opportunity for revenge." He spoke as he looked at the crystal that was showing Ethan “This is the time, get ready, we will kidnap him at any moment.” Meanwhile, Ethan was looking at the strange tattoo that appeared on his back. It was a purple mark , forcing him

Just before he walked out the door, he turned around and quickly moved forward, wrapping his arms around Hughes. Hughes smiled as he wrapped his arms around Claudius. Happy and thankful Claudius doesn't hate him and seems to be giving him a chance. Claudius smiled as he pulled the door closed behind him. But Claudius' smile quickly fell when he turned down the hall and bumped into Ethan. Confused, he looked up. As Ethan turned down the hall, he came to a screeching halt as his eyes landed on a very large, and very intimidating person walking down the hall towards him. He had a large tattoo that covered his entire throat and wrapped around his neck, and disappeared inside his shirt.

Ethan has dark locks with just a hint of a natural curl while his eyes copy his mother's eyes, olive almost frosted with a deep honey color. Katie shook her head away from her thoughts of Ethan just in time for her friend to ask, "How do I look?" Katie immediately replied, "Beautiful! Whoever is lucky enough to be your mate should spend all of his days and nights thanking the Goddess for the gift she has shared with him." A slow blush crawled across Emma's face as Katie's words meant the world to her. As she embraced her friend she said, "I hope I'm right about you and Ethan. You know I always think of you as a sister. Your mate bond would make it official."

Ryder spat. “It’s worth more than your life right now, nephew,” Kael said calmly. He swung his gaze to Ethan, who was leaning heavily against the tree, his face white with pain. “Let’s start the choosing, shall we? Musician. You look like you’re in pain. Would you like it to end? Put the collar on her. Do it, and I’ll let you crawl away. I’ll even let you take your guitar.” Ethan’s green eyes found Tess’s. They were full of apology and a deep, unshakeable sadness. He shook his head slowly. “I make music,” he whispered, his voice rough. “I don’t put leashes on people.”

Rain began to fall as we walked, our path illuminated by flashes of lightning. “We need a clinic, maybe a hospital,” I urged. “No,” he said firmly. “Hospitals are too dangerous right now.” The woman driving the truck that had stopped for us noticed Ethan’s tattoo and whispered, “Don Salvador?” Their eyes met, and without another word, she raised her wrist, revealing the same mark. Ethan nodded. “She’s on our side,” he said quietly. ♣️ ETHAN ♣️ “Not you too,” I said, amusement in my voice as Marlene tried to hide her worry.

“No idea, but he looks suspicious.” Then Ethan scanned through the crowd, and his eyes met with a familiar tattoo—the same one as the guy whose hand was caught on CCTV FOOTAGE at the airport handling a complimentary card to Annabelle on the day she arrived at the airport. “That tattoo on his wrist is familiar," Ethan muttered with confidence, and I fixed my suspicious gaze directly at the young priest. “Yes,” I declared sharply, my voice low and urgent. "Ethan, we need to trail him after the burial," I suggested immediately, playing along with him.