Ethan Liking Novels & Stories

"Mom, can I ask you something?" Illebaye smiled, putting down the napkin she was folding. "Of course, sweetie. What's on your mind?" Ethan took a deep breath before blurting out, "Do you think Lycan Cross will ever like me?" Illebaye's expression softened, and she opened her arms to her son. "Oh, Ethan, I'm sure he will. You're an amazing young man, and anyone would be lucky to have you in their life." Ethan smiled, looking relieved, and Uriel nodded in agreement. "Your mom is right, Ethan. You're special, and don't let anyone ever make you feel otherwise."

Ethan smiled—not surprised. “Good,” he said. “I’ll pick you up at seven.” “I don’t like being late,” Lisha replied. “Neither do I,” he said. As he walked away, people immediately gathered around her. “That’s Ethan Cross.” “He’s literally perfect.” “I’ve never seen him interested in anyone.” “He’s such a gentleman.” “And have you seen him? He looks like he walked out of a magazine.” Lisha barely reacted. She simply adjusted her files. But as she walked away there was a small shift inside her. Determination.

Chapter 653 How Can I Let You Go? Ethan looked down at Gemma and an unknown feeling flashed through his warm and elegant eyes. "We..." It was impossible for him and Liam to be friends. But from Gemma's expectant eyes, he seemed to see Gemma's hope that they would become friends. "Gemma, do you like him very much?" Ethan asked in a low voice. Gemma thought about it carefully, then shook her head, "I don't like him, but I think he is so pathetic that no one likes him and no one plays with him."

And the way he's looking at my lips makes me feel as if he's informing me about his intentions ahead, giving me the chance to back down if I want to before he considers moving in. I don't turn away... I should allow him to kiss me... Why not? He said he likes me. He likes me a lot, even. I think I like him too. What's there not to like about Ethan? He's handsome. I especially like how the flecks of brown and gold in his gray eyes twinkle when he laughs. Martha also likes him a lot plus he cares about my well-being.

She hoped it was an ex, jealous that Ethan had moved on. Shy_Lily: So, why do you say he doesn’t love me? Notyour_emma: Ethan has a hair fetish. He doesn’t fall in love with a person; he falls in love with their hair and then gets obsessed with the person. Lily couldn’t believe the words on her screen. Before she could comprehend and accept the first text, two pictures from the user appeared in the message box. The first picture was of a beautiful young girl around Ethan’s age with long, golden blonde wavy hair reaching her waist. Her hair exactly like hers.

His strong arms slipper around my waist and warm breath fanned the skin of my neck. “I was looking for lizard, I have three at home” “I didn't know that” “It’s my secret pet, they are fascinating to watch” “But not as fascinating as you” I remain quiet, my heart would have swollen by now.Ethan has many ways to make me feel good about myself, either with his words or action. I am starting to like this life. ***

Terry, his assistant who was following behind him, noticed his impatience and was about to disperse the crowd when a bold female journalist spoke up. "Mr. Adams, countless people have pursued you over the years, but no one has captured your attention. On behalf of everyone, I would like to ask, what type do you like?" Upon hearing this, Ethan squinted slightly, and in a cold, indifferent voice, he uttered a few words. "Gentle, tender, obedient." Although Ethan held a high position, he was not opposed to marriage. However, the person by his side in the future had to be someone who would listen to him.

A few friends immediately pulled up the post. There were exactly 100 likes, and the last one was from Leah. They exchanged awkward looks and glanced at Ethan's darkened expression. Someone quickly removed their like. The count dropped from 100 to the low 90s in seconds. Ethan felt a sharp, suffocating pressure tightening in his chest. He couldn't believe that Leah had actually liked that post. He was disappointed in her. He'd already given her a way out. If she'd just followed the usual script, called him first, and apologized, everything would've blown over.

He couldn't possibly let this opportunity go to waste. "That reminds me, Melody’s like a wild little kitty now. I like it!" Ethan nudged Gabriel, and smiled cheekily. "You'd support me, right? I've always loved these types of girls! I might not be as charming as our lovely Mr. Bolton here, but I'm not that bad either! Once I win her over, his ex-wife will become my girl! It's like an exchange! Isn't that exciting?" If eyes could kill, Ethan would have been slaughtered over thousands of times by now.

That hug seemed to be what I needed as it eased most of the pain I was feeling within. "Your body is so soft and comfy," Ethane said as he freed himself from the hug, looked at me and licked his lips. The way he licked his lips made me feel odd. I know this feeling, it was a feeling I could always oppress easily without any stress but not in Ethane's case. "You know sometimes when I look at you, I feel like eating you," Ethane said and I blushed. "Do you think I would taste better than Judith"?" I mistakenly blurted out.