Ethan Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

So pretty much everyone. Since Tony had known him, Ethan had always been very level headed; he was always the mediator of the group and did all he could to calmly avoid conflict. Very wise for his age indeed. Ethan was an average boy born in the same lovely little town of Dresden, Tennessee that Tony was. He had medium brown hair, deep brown eyes, pale skin, and no shortage of freckles. While he wasn't as massive as Ricky, he was easily two inches taller than him. It was unwise for anyone to cross Ethan. It may have been true that he sought peaceful resolutions for any conflict, but if someone who he cared about was picked on or threatened, expect hell, especially if it was Tony. Ricky was b

rang out the voice of a man I didn’t recognize. “This isn’t how things are done!” shouted Juniper, daughter of Elder Degas. She was a mother of three I’d worked with on a daycare program. I looked up but couldn’t see her in the crowd, and now several people were complaining. Ethan stepped forward in the black ceremonial garb of a pack Alpha and held his hands out and down. His black cape swept the ground as he moved, and I realized he had a proud contentment on his face I had never seen before.

I slowly nod, to which he just sighs. "I know you are only 15, and you just received one of two lycans ever in existence, but this is serious. I know you feel invincible, but you aren't. You are going against the very beings that beat your Lycans the first time. And their humans were much more experienced than Jason, and you are," Ethan says with pleading eyes, and my pride drops a few levels.

I had heard that he loved to sleep with maidens of the pack but I never knew that it was actually true. Ethan on the other hand was known to be the only warrior who stepped into the Lycan’s kingdom and came out alive. But then he was always quite, he didn't speak much but whenever he did. Chaos always followed. “You were just asking her to spend a night with you, and you call yourself a gamma? The way you just acted shows that you are not yet ready for you title and I will be more than happy to take it from you.” Ethan was already angry, the gamma bent his head as he looked away in shame.

"What's going on here?" We leaped back like shocked. Ethan loomed in the entry, his build dominating the space, his features a horrifying veil of chilled, restrained wrath. His eyes, shimmering with a subtle, perilous gold, scanned the setup, the close closeness, the celestial maps, Lucas's hand still lingering by my face. He'd sought me out, and discovered me in the worst spot imaginable.

“Memories I didn’t expect to come back.” His gaze softened, but his brow furrowed just enough to show he was thinking, processing. “Want to tell me?” I shook my head slowly. “Not yet. Some things are complicated.” He didn’t push, not immediately, just nodded once and crouched to Ethan’s level. “Hey, champ. Wanna show me your dinosaur?” Ethan grinned and held up the small, crayon colored T-rex. “He’s the boss!” Jace laughed softly, reaching out to ruffle Ethan’s hair. “Boss, huh? Definitely the kind I wouldn’t want to meet in a dark alley.”

“The girl—Lyra—she’s Ethan’s mate.” A heavy silence fell in their mist. “And who is this Ethan you speak of?” One of the figures asked. “Kraken’s son,” Declan replied. “The late alpha Kraken of Crimson pack.” “What?!” The tallest in one of the two figures snapped. “Another stumbling block?!” They turned to Kian. “Did you know about this?” Kian’s face paled. “Uhmm… I can explain…” *** Linda and Chloe The car halted outside a worn out cottage. Chloe scrunched her nose.

Ethan stood there, the tungsten scepter pulsing with the heat of a thousand suns. "Grace," he said, his voice a perfect, human sob. "Give me the book. Or I have to burn the mountain."

"Where do I sign the permission slip?" "Auntie, please stop yelling, I already have a headache from the stock market." A new voice chimed in. Ethan Kingston, Raphael’s younger cousin, leaned against the wall a few feet away. He was dressed in a sharp gray suit, lazily scrolling through his phone. He was the VP of Kingston Corporation, and unlike Raphael, Ethan never took life too seriously. "Ethan, stay out of this," Vivian snapped.

He could feel the barely contained fury vibrating through Lucas’s body. “I had nothing to do with this,” Ethan said quickly, keeping his voice steady despite the fear. “My father forced me into the substitution at the last minute. I didn’t know Kevin would go this far.” Lucas’s gaze narrowed. He released Ethan’s chin and grabbed his phone from the bedside table. The screen lit up with dozens of notifications. He tapped on a link, and Kevin’s smug face appeared in the livestream. “…That’s right. The Cannon family was tricked,” Kevin was saying on the video, tears in his eyes for dramatic effect. “My poor little brother Ethan is a low-grade Omega with unstable pheromones. He’s not worthy of Se