Ethan Stuck In The Middle Novels & Stories

As he said that, Ethan reached out three fingers, "I only need three moves. I'd cripple you in three moves!" Fane laughed as he took out the middle city token from Mustard Seed and played with it in his palm.

Evans blows her whistle once again and Ethan and I go at it. He launches two balls at me, I dodge one and catch the second. With one already in my right hand, I gather up all the strength I can and hurls both balls at him. He first one misses him by a hair’s length and the second one hits his thigh, throwing him off balance. He falls, face first. The crowd is quiet and their attention is not on the sulking man on the ground. It’s on the first ball, the one stuck in the wall.

"Come on, slut. Take it like a man at least." Tears pricked at the corner of Ethan's eyes as he knelt on his knees. The wood of the floor dug into his skin and he dug his fingers into his fist. The male behind him was pushing his fingers into his ass, twisting them, and spreading them. He was not even trying to make it easy on the eighteen-year-old.

But just as Harvey was about to kneel, Ethan, who hadn’t completely kneeled, stood up and dashed toward sHarvey. Harvey took out his right foot and stepped on Ethan’s fist, leveraging on Ethan’s strength to jump forward.

I kept trying but I failed each time. "There goes my answer. Here let me teach you." My breath got caught in my throat when Ethan stood close behind me and held my hand that was holding the stick without any warning.

Ethan growled, his voice cutting through the thick smoke. He yanked me up from the floor in one fluid motion. His hand locked tightly around mine like an iron vise, pulling me into a fast sprint across the shattered, dust-filled floor. White smoke poured from the balcony, hanging thick and heavy in the air, but Ethan didn't slow down for a single second. He dragged me past the ruined piano, weaving through the fallen debris toward the main doors.

Ethan smiled, reaching into his back pocket. " For sure! I came full of bad intentions with you! "Um... bad boy!" – she returned to the jeans, offering her lips when she rang the bell! He stopped and then threw his head back: "Damn punctuality!" He growled, frustrated. Alexis let it slide out of her body humorously. Sitting down, she hugged herself with a pillow, even to hide her nakedness. Luckily, the couch was out of sight of the door. Already standing, Ethan rebut toned his jeans and looked at himself:

Elle clapped, Chris whistled and I blushed at Ethan's response. I thought today my luck was not with me (or maybe I was the luckiest girl). Problem solved. Matter dismissed. Without any further argument, and Ethan went to the parking lot where his silver expensive car was parked. Boys and their toys! Like a gentleman, he opened the door for me and then went to the driver's seat. There was no driver today. It was just me and Ethan.

ROOM HE SHOULDN'T ENTER 2 “HEY!” Jacob yelled as he stumbled forward, nearly tripping on the cup on the ground. The music continued behind him as he pushed through people, shoving them aside like they weighed nothing. He ignores the yelling, laughter and cameras following him as he chases after Ethan. “GET BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE–” Ethan grabbed the railing and turned toward the stairs. He hurried up the steps nearing tripping on his own feet as Jacobs heavy footsteps thundered behind him.

Ethan’s awake. And the lobby door is still unlocked.