Ethan Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

They glance at each other, then back at me. “You’re their Omega,” she says. “Marcus’s lost kid.” “Felix,” I tell her. “And you?” “Chloe,” she says. She points at the guy. “That’s Ethan. He doesn’t talk much. So I handle introductions.” Ethan frowns at her, but says nothing. “I promise he’s not mute,” she adds. “He just prefers using his fists. On bad people.” I smile. She smiles back. “We used to watch Eli sometimes,” she says. “He’s a sweet kid.”

Ethan stood at the door like he owned the place, one hand in his pocket, the other extended toward my father. “Ethan Cole,” he said smoothly. My dad didn’t shake his hand. He just blinked. Stared. Then blinked again. “Wait. The Ethan Cole?” Ethan’s lips curved slightly, but there was no humor in it. “I wasn’t aware there was another.” My mom sucked in a breath, glancing between me and Ethan like she’d misheard. “Ariana, what’s going on?” Before I could answer, Emma appeared, long, dark hair tumbling over her shoulders, blue eyes gleaming with curiosity.She didn’t even pretend to acknowledge me.

You're so hopeless! Shut the fuck up conscience! "Oh, I know you do". His smirk widened. Ethan Whitmore, despite being a jerk and an amazing teacher, was Godly handsome...had I mentioned that? He had short blonde hair and leaf green eyes that anyone can get lost into, even me, I admit. But he was a womanizer and a heart breaker and he never did girlfriends. He only slept with the senior girls above eighteen...probably the female teachers too; well I think he slept with anything with a pussy.

"What do you mean by that?" "You calling us predators now, that what. We are going to take your not so sweet, whole vibe of a brother of yours and sell him to one of the less popular children kidnapping chains till your powerful parents try to hunt every one of them down and give up, then we use him for mad ransom only to kill him at the end and burn him up on a stick leaving his spider man tag on it to show he is the one?" Ethan rambled all in one breath, looking directly at Rachel who slowly dragged Ace behind her. Everyone was dead silent staring at Ethan who had a normal expression on his face as if he hadn't just plot one of the sickest kidnaps and talked about burning her 9 year old br

Fear gripped me, squeezing my chest with an iron grip. "I don't need you anymore witch, I am King Ethan the alpha of this pack and I can take care of my people without your stupid powers, I already have Eleanor, she is the key to destroying King Derek. Your service isn't needed anymore" Ethan yelled, Panic surged through my veins, urging me to escape, to flee from the room but it was as if my legs were too heavy for me to carry.

She was rather pale and sitting on the couch. “Wait…” Perrin’s voice was ice. He turned to Deidre, eyes boring holes into her. “Ethan?” Deidre avoided his gaze, fiddling with broken ceramic shards on the small coffee table. His head whipped back to Jason. “Dad… Is Ethan… Dad….” He swallowed hard, as if unable to ask the question. “He’s still a werewolf, Perrin. That we know for sure.” Perrin seemed to let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. His face was not relaxed however. My father looked from Deidre to Jason, as if waiting for something.

Ethan chuckled again “It’s not that simple Frank, I wish it was but it’s not. You took something of mine and I have to do the same” “What?” Frank looked confused now, his brain racking different possibilities but ultimately coming up with nothing, he looked back at Ethan hoping for some clues “What did I ever do to you?” “Jackson” Ethan said simply “You and a pea brained brother pushed Jackson down the hill and broke his bike, I’m not seeking remedy or apologies, I’m all out for revenge” ***

Cecilia carefully acted like she was sad and regretful. Ethan shook his head, stopping Cecilia from speaking. “Don't feel sorry, Celie. Actually, I'm glad you supported Sorcery," said Ethan with a warm smile. “Since I too… am a Sorcerer.” Cecilia widened her eyes. Ethan… was a Sorcerer? How… But the novel...? The young man started to smile happily. “I'm glad that you didn't discriminate against Sorcerers… and I'm glad you accepted Sorcery, even though you're a Saintess, Celie.”

In truth, there were quite a few among them who had the same thought. Just as Faye was about to speak, Zayn stopped her and spoke with a strange expression, “I’m a little curious. According to you, Ethan is a very impressive man, huh? He still hasn’t arrived, yet all of you are competing to lick his boots.” His words made them all stare at him as if he were a fool. Kevin said, “Do you really not know or are you just pretending? Ethan is the heir to the Zeus Group. He is rich, good-looking, and there’s no telling how many women want him. Do you think he’s like you, an ugly man aspiring for someone that he’s not worthy of?”

As Jack left Amanda's hospital room, his mind raced. He couldn't shake the image of the black scorpion-head watch on Ethan's wrist. It was a rare design, one he had only seen once before. He remembered seeing the same watch a few weeks ago—on the wrist of Hades. The notorious leader of the Hell's Gang. Jack’s throat tightened as he thought about it. Could Ethan Leo, Sasha's lover, actually be Hades? He knew the Leo family was powerful, but this… this was something else entirely. If Ethan was truly Hades, then Sasha was in far deeper than she realized.