Ethan Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

On the other side of the Council, which had numerous villas in it, Ethan went through bottles of numerous chemicals on the shelf in his basement until he stopped at one with the label 'wolfsbane'. He took it down and placed it on the table. Then he put on white gloves before taking up the syringe on the table as well and filled it with wolfsbane. “That scum, Hercules, doesn't listen to anyone besides Cleopatra. And Hercules is currently looking for someone with ginger hair. It's wrong for me to assume, but since I saw you running towards the lake near the Council's prison with such fear in your eyes, I couldn't help my curiosity. So I'm going to ask you one last time.” Ethan exhaled and turn

I say to her. “ Yeah, Mommy’re really good at keeping things hidden…” Ethan says. In that moment, his voice sounded a lot like Alaric's... very deep. But when I turn around, I still see my little angel, Ethan, though he looks really upset. I’m unsure of what he could be referring to. “What do you mean, Ethan?” “How long have you known that big man from Pack DarkWood? Alaric?” Ethan’s eyes are laser-focused on my face, like he’s trying to read your expression.

"Josh, have you sent your men to guard Ethan?" "Yes, Sir," Josh replied. Meanwhile, Ethan himself was increasingly focused on his cultivation, trying to increase his strength. In his room, Ethan sat cross-legged, concentrating his energy. He intended to meditate for two days. The aura around him began to change, and a strong spiritual energy began to surround him. Meanwhile, in another place, Joe Moore was extremely upset. "What the hell happened to that damn kid? How could he be that strong?" Joe growled angrily. Beam, who always accompanied Joe, replied, "Sir, I think Ethan does have supernatural powers. Actually, it was the right decision to make Ethan a business tool."

Personality description: Confident, careful, dedicated, adventurous, friendly, funny, ambitious Family: Raphael Lockwood (father) Olivia Black Lockwood (mother) Michael Lockwood (28) (older half brother) Gabriel Lockwood(30) older Half brother) Camila Lockwood (grandmother) Alice / Bruce Black (grandmother and grandfather) Anna Lockwood (auntie) Gregory and Joseph Black (uncles) Friends: Isabella Smith (24) (BFF since birth) Nathaniel Harrison (26) (best friend and boyfriend) Name: Ethan Wood

Basco towards Ally's direction at the back, his two best friends, Zion and Leio, on either side of him. They smiled, as if being late to class was a normal thing. Well, for the three of them, being late was indeed normal. It seemed like the back was their permanent seating arrangement, and Ethan always occupied the last seat. It was as if he had a personal attachment to the wall because he leaned on it until the class ended, that is, if there was no quiz or exam. Ethan was a billionaire's son, so he could easily disregard school rules. Firstly, he didn't need to study. He wouldn't go hungry even if he skipped school. He was an heir to his family's vast wealth.

Ethan was already prepared to eat, bathe, and go to bed. Stephen said, “It’s still early, and I brought you some gifts. Come down and meet me.” As he spoke, he raised a bag of apples. Ethan glanced at the apples and could not be bothered to say anything. He turned and went in. Stephen’s eyes immediately turned cold. He was being shut out! “He’s a criminal imprisoned in the Drakthorn Ridge. How dare he give me such attitude?” Stephen was fuming. Who was Ethan? A mere prisoner. On the other hand, he was the young master of the Quinns from the Metropolis, one of the top figures in Riveria.

"Nothing! Just some Starlight to keep them quiet!" Ethan’s head snapped up. His face went from pale to ghostly. "What? You gave the kid Starlight?" "What is it?" I demanded, looking down at Leo. The boy was gray. His pulse was a faint, stuttering mess. "Leo’s allergic," Ethan rasped, his voice full of a new kind of terror. "Highly allergic. It’ll shut his lungs down in minutes." The world stopped. "Get in the car," I ordered Ethan. I didn't look back at Marcus. I didn't need to. Through our link, I sent a single, clear command to Lucas. Kill him. Make it last.

Death was the only freedom she had left. Calista Caitlynn had been raised in an Omega family—the lowest of the low, the slaves and outcasts of the werewolf hierarchy. For as long as she could remember, her parents despised her. All their affection, warmth, and protection were reserved exclusively for her younger sister, Amanda.

"Sure. I met Ethan once at a business party. He's very stylish. What impressed me about Ethan was his platinum hair, which was very eye-catching." Hearing Jethro speaks, Reana and Conal knew that their guess was correct. Ethan Frank, who his father just mentioned, is the owner of the vampire race. That said, Ethan and Cuthbert are working together to harm werewolves.

Currently I've already met 3 of the chosen ones. One of them was called Ethan locks who was a male vampire and of pure blood, he has blond hair that reached down to his neck like a rock star style along with green eyes and a pointy chin. He is also quite tall and loves to flirt with cute boys furthermore, he doesn't hide the fact he likes boys despite when I first met him, I thought he was more of a shy person as he doesn't talk a lot in front of me. However when he sees a cute boy, he goes into an overdrive and turns into a completely different person which was quite amusing to see. His personality is also kind and quite geeky in some ways which isn't bad. I met Ethan in California, he was