Ethan Reyes Killer Novels & Stories

Ethan squeezed my hand in his while I continued. "It was a hit-and-run case. Because of the bad weather and lack of evidence, the culprit is still hiding under the pretence of anonymity. My family couldn't survive the crash and the car went straight down the bridge under the water. I... I still remember their ..." I was nearly sobbing when Ethan pulled my face into his chest and started running his fingers up and down on my back. He was consoling me while I cried my heart out. My muffled sobs were being absorbed by his chest. After I don't know how much time, the tears finally stopped rushing down, and I felt a little composed.

“So, as I was saying, I’ve been looking for ways to get back at that godforsaken family. I wanted to make them feel the same pain that I felt when my mother died… First, when I was a kid, I tried killing the family pets. It started with a pet bird, then a cat, and a puppy that Michael got for Edrick on his birthday. But although it caused them pain, it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t the same sort of pain that I felt when I found my mom’s body laying in her bathtub. Ever since then, I’ve been plotting the perfect way to make them all suffer greatly. At first, I was just going to kill Ella, since Edrick didn’t have anyone else that he actually gave a shit about; but then, you came into the picture.

He asked. Ethan nodded his head, “Everyone is okay. Well, Piper still hasn’t gained consciousness, but beside her everyone is alright.” Ethan answered. Noel glanced at the sling around his arm and weakly bobbed his head, “What happened?” He finally asked. Ethan looked down at his arm and chuckled, “Ah, this. Well, Felix shot me.” He told Noel, who immediately drew his eyebrows together, “But don’t worry, I already killed him. Okay, that’s not true. I tortured him and then Levi killed him. It was so romantic.” Ethan smirked.

Rowan, who was driving, remained silent, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, the tension between them palpable. They had been driving for hours, zigzagging through the maze of city streets to throw off any potential tails. Ethan’s mind replayed the events of the evening over and over, the image of Ian Cruise’s lifeless body still fresh in his mind. He hadn’t wanted to kill Ian, not really. But he had to. It was the only way to send a message, to make it clear that Hades was not someone to be toyed with.

Chapter 187 The courtroom felt like it was holding its breath. Ethan's voice cracked as he continued his testimony, each word seeming to cost him something. "My dad found out that my mom was cheating on him and killed her instead. After that he killed her lover too." The silence stretched until it felt unbearable. Then Ethan dropped the bombshell that changed everything. "The man my father killed was Liam Chen. Grey's younger brother." Every head in the courtroom turned toward the back where Grey Chen sat. His broad shoulders tensed and his hands slowly curled into fists on his lap. The pain that crossed his face was raw and immediate.

Ethan said, and my eyes widened the more. "You were the one who killed Ava?" I asked, and Ethan smiled. "Yes I did. I tempered with the car break while Mavis's dad was talking to her, and clueless Mavis blamed his dad for three years, thinking he was the one that killed Ava, so stupid of him" Ethan said and laughed lightly, and all I could do was watch him as he confessed every single thing he has done.

Curled up on the couch, holding his feet closely staring at nothing. That was what Ethan did. He was still in his black suit, the one he wore for his Papi's burial. The cause of his death was still unknown, but it is suspected to be a homicide. All he could recall was the deadly sight when he had opened the door. Flashbacks of neighbors running in at his hysteric screams. Them pulling him away from his Papi's corpse. The questions of the cops, the paramedics and his funeral.

“Say your last prayers, baby girl.” Caelia looked at me, tears streaming down her face, her eyes full of fear and pain. It shattered me. The strength I thought I’d lost surged back. Without thinking, I hurled the axe toward Ethan. The strike was perfect, the blade burying itself in his forearm, nearly severing his hand in half. “No!” he screamed, dropping his gun and collapsing to the floor. Blood gushed from the wound, pouring out in waves. “No!” I rushed to Caelia, untying her and grabbing her hand. I started pulling her toward the exit, but then I stopped. I couldn’t leave just yet. I needed answers—answers about the man who killed my brother. I turned back to Ethan, fury burning through

“If you’re here to tell me again that the investigation is ongoing and sensitive and whatever else you are allowed to say, save it.” Reynolds sighs. “I’m here to tell you to stop asking questions.” There is no threat in his voice and that is what makes it worse. “I have every right to ask questions,” I snap. “A man I hired ended up dead.” “I know,” he says quietly. “And I’m telling you that pushing this any further is not going to get you answers. It’s going to get you attention.” I laugh without humor. “Little late for that.” He doesn’t smile, “I’m serious, Ethan. Whoever did this knew what they were doing. Clean with no noise and no trail and that doesn’t happen by accident.”

I replied "Do it " she yelled "You do it " I yelled back "Okay fine we'll go it together" she yelled "That's fine " I said having a sigh of relief. ♧NESSA♧ I had been I'm my office for the past one hour now doing nothing except thinking about how to get Zeke red handed if he really is the killer. He is a Vampire yeah that has been established, but I refuse to believe that he actually is the killer.