Novel & Cerita Ethan Stuck In The Middle

"Take a whiff." Zane frowned. "What--" "Just fucking smell me!" Ethan screamed from where he's pinned beneath Zane. Still frowning, Zane slowly bent his head and dragged in a breath when his nose was closer to Ethan's neck and there was....nothing. Zane's breath caught. "Oh." "Exactly!" Ethan hissed and with a violent buck, he lurched his lips upward. His strenght caught Zane off guard and he was thrown off Ethan who stumbled up to a sitting position on the floor, trembling like he was on the edge of falling apart.

“It could be up to an hour. If you want to hang out I won’t stop you, but if my dad or the Luna needs you, we can find our own way back.” “No problem, sir. I’ll be in the rear of the parking lot if you need me.” He turned the vehicle towards the far edge of the parking lot against the trees. I put my hands in my pockets, watching the glow of the red lights fade. “Stalling much?” Ethan called. He was already at the door. “Are you looking forward to this?” He rolled his eyes. “She is my sister. C’mon.” ** I dodged a pillow thrown at my head.

of Kai’s injury. I looked down at the floor. I saw Ethan. He was standing near the sound booth, his head snapping up to the screens. Even from this height, I could see the moment his world collapsed. He didn't run. He didn't scream. He stood perfectly still, a statue of a man watching his empire turn to ash. "Look at him," I whispered. Kai didn't look at Ethan. He was looking at the piano. He pushed off the support beam, his gait more stable now, driven by a new, jagged purpose.

"Ethan! I’m stuck!" "Hold on!" Ethan yelled. The Cult leader let go. Fell screaming. But he threw the detonator up as he fell. It landed on the machine. 3... 2... 1... *BOOM* The whole floor blew. --- *7:35 AM. STREET LEVEL.* Ethan woke up to sirens. He was on his back. In rubble. Mei was on his chest. Breathing. "Mei?" He coughed. "Mei?" She opened her eyes. "Bro?"

Watching her, Justin attempted to rise but stumbled, catching himself on the edge of the table before collapsing beside her, their laughter echoing through the cafeteria. "Alright, one more try," she said, giggling as she reached for his hand. He grinned, clasping her hand as they both made another attempt, supporting each other like a couple of clumsy kids. Giggling like kids with a shared secret, Ivy and Justin managed to sneak out of the school gates, holding onto each other as they swayed with each step. The fresh air hit them, and they burst into another fit of laughter, trying to keep quiet but failing miserably.

“Incredible. My uncle's stoop being this low was unexpected.” Madeline froze. Ethan was standing nearby as she turned around. He appeared anxious, had a tight-fitting face and clenched his jaw, with gleeful eye contact. Ethan refused and came forward, completely disregarding his mother, Monica, who had tried to prevent him. While Nathaniel turned around, Madeline showed more patience and gently held his arm, signaling her intention to handle the situation. The sound of Ethan's voice was so clear that he could hear the soft piano notes playing in one of the corners of our room.

she struggles and say, still not giving up. Anton smiles at how persistent she can be, he reaches out for the butterfly as if it has been waiting for him to get it, Ashley jumps up one more time, she lost her balance in the process and falls on Anton's body. Anton who never expected something like that to happen lost his balance and the both of them ended up on the ground with Ashley lying on his chest. Ashley's eyes widen at the realization of their current position. She stiffens, blinking, shock written all over her face.

Alex said through gritted teeth. Ethan jerked his hand free from Alex's grip. "Don't play games you can't win." He warned, turning to leave. But Alex's anger flared, and he lunged to grab Ethan's arm. In his haste, his feet tangled, and he stumbled. Ethan spun around just in time to see Alex's face contort in a mixture of rage and surprise. Then Alex crashed into him, sending them both tumbling to the floor. Ethan's back hit the ground, and Alex landed on top of him. Their eyes met, and for a moment, they just stared at each other, the world around them melting away

I swallowed back the nagging doubt, the one that told me I was a fool, the one that told me he'd leave me standing here in the underwear he had stolen for me – which had been a surprisingly classy choice for a bloke, Davey would have chosen something more pornstar-chic – and I turned to face in his direction. Ethan was sitting with his back poker-straight against the wall, as if it was the only thing holding him up. His knees were drawn into his chest, his arms were braced by his side and his palms were flat against the floor, veins protruding on the backs of his hands with the tension. His obsidian eyes were wide, his mouth slightly open.

The wood beneath my trapped foot cracked again, splintering sharply. “I can’t pull my leg out—it’s wedged!” “Hold onto me,” he said, already lowering himself. “I said I’m stuck” “Aurora, just listen for once.” His voice shook, but he still tried to keep it calm. “Hold my shoulders. Tight.” I wrapped my arms around him just as the floor jerked again. He pushed one hand into the gap, bracing the board, trying to free my foot. “Ethan...it’s going to collapse”