Ethan Winters

For ten years, Cal Mercer and Ethan Locke have been the hockey league’s favorite scandal: fists thrown, penalties stacked, a rivalry so vicious it sells jerseys. Then a trade puts them on the same bench... and everything ignites. Their chemistry isn’t friendly or forgiving. It’s brutal, exacting, and charged with tension that feels far too personal. Cal, feared for his massive body and punished for his powerful temper, secretly craves rules that he was never allowed to name. Ethan, ice-cold and commanding, thrives on control, until Cal’s instinctive submission cuts too close to a need Ethan has so far refused to acknowledge. As the season tightens and scrutiny mounts, their power struggle stops being accidental and becomes chosen. Lines are drawn, boundaries are negotiated, and a Dom/sub dynamic is explored. What begins as hatred turns deliberate, dangerous, and achingly intimate – something neither man can afford, and neither can resist. 'Thin Ice Between Us' is a forbidden M/M romance set inside a league that celebrates sanctioned violence while outlawing intimacy between men. This isn’t love at first sight, but something sharper: dominance earned, submission chosen, and conflict transformed into trust. On the ice, they’re allowed to destroy each other. Everywhere else, wanting becomes a real risk... but being discovered will cost them everything

“You walked into the wrong place at the wrong time, Alvina,” he said quietly, his eyes cold as steel. “Now, you’re mine….” When Alvina Frost runs away from an arranged marriage to a man ten times her age, the last thing she expects is to stumble into another. Desperate and terrified, she hides inside a church, only to interrupt a grand wedding ceremony that changes her life forever. Before she can understand what’s happening, the groom — billionaire CEO Ethan Kale — claims her as his fiancée in front of the entire congregation. To the world, she’s the woman who stole another’s groom. To Ethan, she’s the perfect solution to his corporate scandal. And to herself, she’s just a pawn trapped in a dangerous game she never agreed to play. Forced to live under the same roof with a man who hides his pain behind a cold façade, Alvina must survive his rules, his silence, and his secrets. But as days turn into nights, she discovers that lies can turn into something far more dangerous—feelings. “Sign the contract,” Ethan said. “Be my wife for six months. No love. No strings attached. No touching.” But as her heart begins to betray her, Alvina realizes that some lies are too deep to escape.

My world shattered when I discovered my husband Ryan's infidelity with my best friend. The pain and betrayal I felt were suffocating. Our five-year marriage, once a fairy tale, had been a facade. Behind closed doors, Ryan's charming smile hid a web of deceit and infidelity. I was blindsided, left to pick up the pieces of my broken heart. That's when Ethan, Ryan's billionaire brother, entered my life. His piercing eyes and charming smile made me feel safe, like I could trust him with my deepest secrets. Ethan was everything Ryan wasn't - honest, loyal, and true.

Era miembro de una unidad de investigación ultrasecreta. Por encargo de mi superior, debía entregarle un archivo a Celeste Judd, mi hermana. En el momento en que entré en la oficina de mi hermana, un pasante, Ethan Irwin, se interpuso rápidamente en mi camino. —¿Eres el nuevo asistente? Me miró de arriba a abajo y notó el sobre de documentos que llevaba en la mano. Acto seguido, soltó una fuerte carcajada. —¡Es tu primer día de trabajo y ya estás tratando de hacer puntos con la señora Judd! ¿Por qué no te miras al espejo para ver lo patético que eres? Solo entonces me di cuenta de que Ethan me había confundido con un rival amoroso. Pero el caso era que Celeste nunca me había dicho que tuviera novio. Estaba a punto de explicarle la verdad a Ethan cuando sentí que su puño se estrellaba contra mi cara. —¡Yo soy el único asistente que necesita la señora Judd! ¡Olvídate de ser su novio! —¡Pensar que a tu edad ya estás planeando convertirte en un mantenido y seducir a mujeres ricas! —exclamó Ethan mientras me jalaba del cabello y derramaba agua hirviendo sobre mi cara—. ¡Te voy a dar una lección en nombre de tus padres! Lo único que pude hacer fue acurrucarme en el suelo, hecho bolita. Con torpeza, usé mi cuerpo para proteger el sobre de documentos. Mis acciones enfurecieron a Ethan a más no poder. Me arrebató el archivo y lo hizo pedazos frente a toda la empresa. —¡Señora Judd, no cabe duda de que su nuevo asistente es un atrevido por intentar seducirla! —le dijo a Celeste en tono adulador—. ¡No se preocupe, porque ya le di una lección!

It was a full moon, and my mate, Alpha Ethan, bailed on our son's coming-of-age ceremony rehearsal. All because his Omega mistress, Scarlett, was in heat. Then, during the actual ceremony, our son Caleb was ambushed by a rival pack. By the time I heard the news, Caleb had been shot. He was dead, lying in a pool of his own blood. I knelt beside him, completely breaking down, when Ethan's voice, faking an apology, came through the mind link: "Sorry, Scarlett needs me. I'm sure Caleb can handle things. Just make sure Caleb gets some rest early, don't let him run around and mess up tomorrow's celebration." I looked at my son's broken body, my voice trembling, "He won't be running anywhere anymore." "Good," Ethan said, sounding pleased. "Scarlett's bloodline is purer. She's better suited to give the Stone Pack strong heirs. You should understand." I cut the link. After I committed my son's body to the flames, I found the secret ritual to break a mate bond and contacted a wolf I hadn't spoken to in a long, long time: "The protection wards on Stone Pack territory are down. You can make your move."

I woke up back in my 27-year-old body. I had twin cubs, and my mate was Ethan, the most powerful Alpha in the Northwest. He was always at the top of the Wolf Council's rankings. Alpha Weekly even named him "Number One Ideal Mate on the Continent." Even the Royal Pack wanted to marry their princess to him. Everyone in the pack said I was lucky. But the first thing I did? I took the sacred contract for dissolving our mate bond and delivered it to his old flame myself. I pushed the contract in front of Isabella and said calmly, "I'm going to ask the Moon Goddess to break our bond. Ethan's yours. The cubs, too." Isabella stared at me, shocked. She couldn't believe the person who'd been Luna for six years would just give it all up. I just added quietly, "Since they all like your scent better, I'll get out of your way. Just get Ethan to put his Alpha mark on the contract. Once the bond-breaking ceremony is over, I'll leave this territory." This time, I wasn't going to make the same mistakes. I wouldn't be the Luna everyone ignored anymore.

I was a she-wolf in heat. During this cycle, I needed release multiple times a day, or the ache became unbearable. Every morning, I woke up soaking wet, my panties clinging to my slick entrance. Even the slightest movement made the emptiness feel maddening. My Alpha mate, Ethan, was supposed to be home taking care of my needs, but he’d been away on pack business for over two weeks. After patrolling the territory, I couldn't suppress the urge any longer. Panting heavily, I ducked behind a secluded thicket and began to touch myself. Just then, a rough, large hand grabbed my ass from behind, squeezing hard. A shiver ran through my entire body. I intended to snap at the intruder, ready to tell him to fuck off, but when I turned around, my face burned with a blush. It was Liam—Ethan's brother who had just arrived at the pack. He was a tall, handsome Alpha with rock-hard muscles and eyes burning with lust. He hadn't recognized me; he thought I was just some random she-wolf in heat and continued to grope me shamelessly. "Let's see who we have here," Liam murmured, his voice low and teasing. "Just a little she-wolf in heat, acting like a bitch in need." His Alpha pheromones enveloped me, driving my inner wolf wild with the heat. My slick coated my thighs as the wetness increased. My muscles tensed, and my nipples hardened to the point of pain, aching to be pinched by him. Embarrassment warred with desire. I knew this was wrong—he was my mate's brother. What if Ethan found out? But my body wouldn't listen. My hips rocked back and forth of their own accord, chasing the pressure of his fingers. But just then, my phone buzzed. It was Ethan……

"Unwed and Expecting" follows the tumultuous journey of Sophia Harrington, a young woman whose perfect life shatters on her wedding day when she is abandoned at the altar by the man she thought was her soulmate. Alone and humiliated, Sophia discovers she is pregnant—a secret she kept, hoping to surprise her groom. Now, she's forced to navigate a new reality as an unwed mother-to-be.Sophia's world is turned upside down as she battles societal judgment, her family's disapproval, and her own fears of raising a child alone. But when she meets Ethan Caldwell, a brooding yet compassionate businessman with a troubled past, she finds an unexpected ally. Ethan, dealing with his own pain of being "extinguished twice"—once by a failed marriage and again by a betrayal in his career—relates deeply to Sophia's sense of loss and uncertainty. Despite their initial resistance, a bond forms between them, filled with undeniable chemistry and shared wounds.However, just as Sophia begins to open her heart, her ex-fiancé returns, claiming he made a mistake and begging for forgiveness. Sophia is torn between the past and the potential future with Ethan. The core struggle centers on Sophia’s journey to self-worth and her fight to choose what's best for herself and her unborn child, rather than what others expect of her. Meanwhile, Ethan must confront his own fears of being hurt again, questioning whether he’s truly capable of being the man Sophia and her child need.Cliffhanger: As Sophia prepares to make her final decision, a shocking revelation about Ethan’s past surfaces, threatening to destroy the fragile trust they’ve built. Will Sophia find the strength to forgive and move forward, or will the weight of past betrayals extinguish her chance at happiness once more?

To save his childhood sweetheart suffering from a congenital heart condition, my mate Ethan—the storm pack’s Alpha—forced me to remove my heart to be given to his beloved. "Don't worry, you are the rarest white wolf with the strongest healing ability. I have prepared an artificial heart for you, and you will be fine." Ethan said. I tried to explain to my mate Ethan that my healing ability has become very poor in the past year, so that transplanting my heart would kill me. My mate snarled at me with disgust, "Selene is so gravely ill, and here you are, jealous and fighting for attention! She saved my life when I was suffering from silver poisoning a year ago! You won't die anyway, so why can't you help her?" Under the mandatory order of my mate, I was sent to the pack healer for the heart transplant. He didn’t know that I was the one who had exchanged my rare white wolf's healing ability with a witch to save him from silver poisoning. In the end, with my healing abilities gone, I died miserably in a forgotten corner of the empty healer's cabin.

On the night of our eighth anniversary, I cooked everything Ethan loved. He didn't come home. I sat alone at the table until the food went cold. Then I did what I always did. I opened Selene's profile on the pack network. New post. One hour ago. A photo of Ethan, shirtless, building a fire in her den. Her hand on his shoulder. Her face turned toward the camera with a smile that showed too many teeth. The caption read: Grateful for old friends who drop everything when you need them. Even their marking anniversaries. I stared at it until my eyes burned. Then I liked it. Filed the bond-dissolution request. And started packing the trunk I'd kept ready for months. Ethan didn't believe it when he found out. "She's throwing a fit," I heard he told his packmates. "Give her three days." "I'll crook my finger and she'll come running back." "She always does." What he didn't understand was why I always came back. It was because I loved him. That was gone now.