Ethan Landry X Reader Novels & Stories

he stepped away from my chubby hands trying to reach for his phone. I pouted and resigned myself. The pictures were really sexy. I really don't take pictures but I think I should try , I look good in them. We talked for a while with drinks in hand. I was having a blast . Till my eyes met a certain someone. "What is he doing here?" I stared at Ethan in shock. In awe at how hot he looked and in slight pain at his close proximity with a beautiful red haired beauty. He was dressed in black pants and matching knee length jacket. He wore gloves; his smoking thick gelled hair stood out . His eyes were like the storm , the grey blazed in the night making me shiver.

I feel tears burn at the corners of my eyes but I blink it back,not allowing them to fall. I can't. Not when I can feel eyes on me. Waiting for me to break. It's hard to believe that Ethan cheated on me during the holiday and pretended as if nothing happened. A single teardrop rolls down my left cheek but I wipe it away almost immediately. He doesn't deserve even a tiny drop of my tear because he has been lying to me all this time. “Eliana?” A deep male voice calls my name as I head over to the locker to grab my stuff and head home. I recognise the voice, Ethan.

Chapter One Everything was bathed in a honey-gold light as the late afternoon sun streamed through the high windows of the campus café at Crawford University. The aroma of freshly baked coffee beans permeated the air while calm music hummed in the background. Pretending to study her notes, Lana sat legs crossed on the couch by the corner, swirling her iced latte with a straw. She was waiting, not actually studying. Awaiting his arrival. Ethan. A senior majoring in psychology. He had black hair, broad shoulders, and a serene confidence that turned heads wherever he went. Not only was he her partner, but he was also her quiet chaos and favourite diversion.

Without breaking eye contact with Liam, he slowly reached out and handed his crystal glass to Tinsley. "You really are a pathetic piece of work, Sterling," Ethan said, his voice dropping into a dangerously quiet, smooth register that made the hairs on the back of Liam's neck immediately stand up. "You think because you bought a house and signed a piece of paper, you owned her. You think your cheap, locker-room vulgarity gives you some kind of leverage up here." Ethan took a slow, heavy step forward, the sheer weight of his presence causing Liam’s confident smirk to falter. He was just about to map out exactly who Elena was when she immediately cut him off.

"Future sister-in-law? Nah. She’s just practice. I’m trying to hook up with the cheer captain, Sylvia Dawson, but I don’t want her thinking I’m clueless in bed. Cynthia Saville’s just a warm-up." The words hit me like a punch to the gut, freezing me in place. My heart twisted painfully. Lucas was stunned for a second too, but then he burst out laughing. "Classic Ethan. Even your practice girl is someone else's dream girl. You've got serious pull, man." He leaned in closer, lowering his voice to say, "Man, I bet Cynthia’s fanboys would lose their minds if they knew about this." Ethan snorted. "Cynthia? Please. She’s all over me. I barely have to lift a finger to get her in my bed."

“I’m happy too.” Ethan rested his head against the headrest. I could tell he was trying to corral his emotions, and I leaned my head on his shoulders to let him know I was there for him. “I’m also not looking forward to the Ryan element.” Ethan sighed. “What do you mean?” I asked, listening to his heartbeat through his button-up shirt. “He still doesn’t know I know.” Ethan grumbled. “It’s killing me not to say something, but I know that whatever’s going on makes Lily happy.”

His hand trembled as he reached out, as if wanting only to touch the ground at my feet. “Harper, will you…” He never finished. Ethan appeared in front of him like a phantom. With no wasted motion, he drove his foot into Liam’s chest. THUD. Liam flew backward like a sack of garbage, landing hard and coughing up blood. “My Luna doesn’t need your love. I give her everything.” Ethan’s voice was devoid of all warmth. He walked over to Liam and looked down at him. “As a rogue, who gave you permission to trespass on my land?”

Lysander completed, giving Etahn an elbow kick on his mouth. Ethan rose quickly, stretching his leg to kick Lysander but Xander squatted, dodging the kick. He stood up immediately and grabbed Ethan by his chin. “I hope you haven't forgotten that the late Richard Steel was a wrestler in his young age and I am his Grandson! I will make you regret spending every time in the world with Ivy!” He spoke straight into Ethan's mouth. I became worked up all of a sudden. Seeing Ethan in pain, I couldn't hold myself. I had to act really quick by grabbing Lysander's arm off Ethan.

“Just the heat.” His thumb found her swollen clit and rubbed tight circles while his fingers kept thrusting. Lila’s thighs trembled. She remembered how he had stretched her open that first night, how he had folded her in half and flooded her pussy while growling about breeding her. The memory made her clench around his fingers. “You’re dripping down my hand,” Ryder whispered darkly. “Such a whore for your stepbrother’s best friend. Does it turn you on knowing Ethan has no idea I’m finger-fucking his little sister right now?”

"Look at her. Probably cried when he tried to make her swallow." "I didn't…we didn't… " Lydia stammered, each word dying in her throat as Alexandra moved closer. "You think I can't smell him on you?" Alexandra hissed, suddenly inches from Lydia's face. "You think I don't know every fucking inch of what belongs to me?" Her nails traced a line-up Lydia's bare thigh, leaving goosebumps. "Let me educate you on what Ethan likes, little mouse. He doesn’t do vanilla. Ethan likes to fucking break his women, and you're still in one pathetic piece."