Ethan Winters Death Novels & Stories

" Adrian Pierce's eyes reddened as he grabbed her hand. "Are you worried about Kyle? It's fine. We can have another—" "Get away from me!" She flung Adrian's hand off at once and shoved him to the ground. In the chaos, she stood in the middle of the living room and saw the wedding photo of her and Owen Duncan that had already been thrown into the trash. She ran over like a madwoman, picked it up, and wiped it again and again. She'd felt sorry for Adrian because he'd lost his wife so early. She'd put a lot of effort into trying to help him.

Her fingers hammered against the phone, the sharp tapping echoing her irritation. [Say something. Don't act like you're dead.] [If you don't want it, then return it.] Those cold, cutting words dragged me back to that bone-chilling night in the snow. I wanted to tell her that I was already dead—that I had frozen to death in the cheap down jacket she bought me. Winter in the north is brutally cold. So cold that, after failing to secure a hospital bed, I merely closed my eyes for a moment—and never opened them again.

I couldn’t even tell if I was crying or laughing anymore. My stomach ached, and so did my cheeks. Tears rolled down my face. How silly I was. "Baby..." Vesper called. His fingers reached out to hold me. I stepped back and shook my head. "No, Vesper. Don't make me kill you." I murmured in a low voice. His brows furrowed, but his eyes darkened. "Ethan… watch your tone." My gaze sharpened. But I relented. I wouldn't kill him. Death would be too kind for Vesper.

I shrugged and giggled as I let go of her hands and instantly regretted the decision as they were now cold She groaned "You are not making helping you very easy Miss Collins." "Where is my vodka?" I asked noticing she was no longer holding it I turned and spotted in the grass and instantly dove for it catching her off guard as she tried to pull it from my grasp. She slipped on the wet grass falling on top of me as the rest of the contents poured into my mouth and all over my face. I giggled and threw the bottle into the grass behind me and as I opened my eyes I realized her face was mere inches from mine. She looked stunning, lips parted slightly in surprise, eyes set on mine with an unreada

I can tell he is sincere in what he is telling us, so since there is no more information to gain, I walk closer to him. “Thank you for your honesty,” I stated solemnly. He appears to relax, thinking I am done with my interrogation, which I am, “You have trespassed into the Freedom Ridge pack land territories, and being a vampire, Thad, you are hereby sentenced to death,” I declare his sentence and reach for his throat as I retract my claws and rip it from his body. This doesn’t kill vampires, but it does stun them. My warriors release him, and Alec hands me the stake. I plunge it into his heart and then he turns to dust.

he whispered like a demon. "I'll talk! I'll talk!" Vanessa broke down completely, sobbing with snot running down her face. "She's dead! She stopped breathing right after she got her blood drawn! She never escaped! I was afraid you'd find out, so I had someone dispose of the body!" Axel's mind went white with shock. Dead? Seraphina was so strong. She survived the massacre of her pack, carried him out of a pile of corpses, and ran for three days. How could she possibly be dead?

I clutched the hem of my apron, an unexplainable pain searing through my body. Secretary Lee stepped forward, handing me a file. Was this to make me feel better or to sever my heart even more? I took it anyway, peering into the content. Each line held a different meaning. Name: ETHAN named NIKOLAI COLE Height: 6’5 Day of Birth: MAY, 1991 Day of Death: APRIL, 2004 My lips trembled, a new fear unlocked. Ethan was dead. He was legally dead. I crumpled the sheet, throwing it across the room, not wanting to see more of the truth about him.

"Its not your fault, I'm sure Ethan doesn't think so as well, so just relax and let me take care of you okay?" I nodded against his chest and he pulled away and smiled "I'll get you some snake as well." He kissed my head softly and left the room. It all came as a shock to everyone especially for me. Ethan's death was most definitely an unprepared incident. I expected it after watching him being stabbed several times by Taylor. But I prayed and pleaded to what ever God that existed that it wouldn't come to this. Why did it end up like this? Why did Ethan end up like this?

When Nick didn't shake, they looked over at Ethan opening Avan’s locker, and one of them shouted, "Hey, you just killed the son of the Carters. Do you know how much trouble you're going to get yourself in for that?!” "If I wanted to kill him, I would have done it swifter than going through the trouble of beating his ass," Ethan said as he reached into the locker. "He's unconscious. Give him a few minutes for the factory reset to kick in. Hopefully, that would bring back his sense of respect."

I watched Zachary silently for a long time. Eventually, he stood up and made arrangements for my final goodbye. He followed my wishes, cremating me and applying for a sea burial. He lifted his hand, scattering my ashes into the wind, and I blended with the sea. The scene shifted, and I saw Seth again. His hair was a mess, his clothes wrinkled and disheveled. Empty bottles were scattered before him, and he held a photo of me, repeating, "I’m sorry," over and over. Then I saw Lisa, looking worn-out and frumpy.