Ethan My Babysitter's A Vampire Novels & Stories

I nodded. Ethan was not the typical Alpha that I grew up with. He was so much more. “Okay, then,” Ethan said as he stood up straight and looked at the warriors in front of me. “Are you all ready?” Ethan asked and a loud roar erupted as his men and soldiers as he started to look at each one of them. “The vampires are a different species,” Ethan continued, “They are strong and a bit coming from them can also be deadly. But one way to kill them is to snap their heads and burn them.”

This enraged me even more, so as I do present myself often, I only but raised my voice a pitch louder and demanded they name themselves. Then that is when my very first surprise came, and I should have noticed it by the Impala that was parked outside that I indeed had the Windchaser boys in my presence. They needed not even have to introduce themselves. And here is where my paths crossed with Connor and Ethan. Well, at this stage, in fact, for many years, they did try to kill me every time we had an encounter. It is only in recent years that we had started working together. Though Bobby still tries to kill me whenever the opportunity presents. So here we are as a bunch of misfits hunting Rob

"No..I mean, not..I… " "Sarah, who attacked both of you that day?" Sarah was confused. "It was Ethan." I finally said. "Her description of the vampire fitted Ethan." "Ethan? But who's that?" Sarah looked at me. "The vampire that was captured and tortured by dad that time." "Oh, but how do you know his name?" "I, just know it." "But why would he want to hurt Theo and I?" "That's what we have to find out."

he said softly. Elizabeth went silent, and Ethan talked more on how they had tried to search for her, and the way they almost thought they might never see her again. His sister was barely listening to him, as her mind went back to the shadows behind the tree. Who could be stalking her, and why? •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• Elbert, the master vampire lay with his head staring in the dark ceiling. He had switched on a blue translucent bulb, as he waited patiently for Damian to come to him.

Ethan is practically bouncing on the couch, his knee jiggling like he’s had three too many coffees. His eyes are wide, sparkling with a mix of mischief and awe. “Come on, Liv,” he says, leaning forward, elbows braced on his knees. “Shift. Right now. I need to see it with my own eyes. I’ve read all the folklore and heard the whispers, but a real, live Lycan hybrid that also happens to be my soul tied baby sister? That’s gold, Liv. Absolute gold.”

A tiny smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Miss Vanessa,” he said, his voice deep and rough like gravel wrapped in velvet. “I’m Ethan. I’ll be driving you from now on.” I crossed my arms under my breasts, pushing them up on purpose. “Great. Another babysitter. Just what I needed.” He opened the back door for me, but his eyes never left mine. “I’m not here to babysit. I’m here to keep you safe… and to make sure you behave.” The way he said “behave” sent a dirty thrill straight between my legs.

"You want me to take you to my bedroom?" I asked Ethan, unbelievably. "Yes." His answer was short and to the point. "In your dreams Maxwell." I rolled my eyes and went ahead to the stairs. "Oh common Carter, I am sure I have visited you in your dreams right in your bedroom, don't you want me to make your dreams come true?" Ethan asked, raising a brow. Yes, he could actually raise a brow, and somehow that made him appear more attractive.

My name is Ethan, twenty-one, broke college sophomore who needed cash fast. Babysitting wasn’t exactly on my radar, but when the ad popped up—generous pay, easy hours, live-in option for weekends I answered. The parents, Mr. and Mrs. Harper, both high-powered lawyers, traveled constantly. Their only daughter, Ava, was supposedly “almost grown,” a senior in high school who just needed someone around the house when they were gone.

' she lamented silently. A heartwarming sensation spread through Hunter's body at the sight of the little angel in his arms. The cozy scene was oddly familiar and stirred his emotions. Ethan had already claimed a place in his heart, just like his mother. Pretending to wake up from sleep, Hunter asked, "What are you doing awake, champ? It's still early, isn't it?" "Ethan couldn't sleep. He was wondering if his Mommy and Daddy were making him a baby sister last night." The boy answered, his eyes twinkling with innocent curiosity.