Ethan Winters X Dimitrescu Novels & Stories

Ethan couldn't hold himself back and burst into laughter when he saw the three people's funny expressions. "Why are you laughing? It's not funny at all." Ellis yelled angrily. He was trying to understand the situation and there his brother was laughing. "Okay okay..... I won't laugh anymore." Ethan said and stopped laughing. Ethan stood up from the couch and stood beside Ellis. He placed his left hand on Ellis's shoulder. "Okay let me introduce you guys. I am Ethan, a dominant alpha and an anti-drug police officer." Ethan said and turned to Ellis. "He is my twin omega brother, Ellis. He is a professional eSports player." Ethan said, introducing Ellis.

I bent forward in a deep bow. "Hello, everyone. I'm Jas's fiancé, Carson." Rhett burst out laughing and bragged to the room. "See that? All that talk about the great Lewis family and Mr. Lewis. In front of my daughter, he's still completely obedient." I lifted my head and gave Rhett a sincere smile. "Mr. Baker, you're absolutely right."

Daniel said, whose face also looked confused. The doctor seemed to want to explain further, but Xavier immediately understood that Ethan's vomiting of blood was not related to medical issues. "All right, that's enough! You can go," Xavier said. A moment later, Xavier rushed into Ethan's hospital room with Joss. The young man, who was not yet 25 years old, was asleep. His face looked pale, which made them very worried. While Ethan was still fast asleep, the two men sat on the waiting sofa. Joss remembered his king's words, and said, "Sir, Mr. Ethan said that the woman cannot see his tattoo. Do you think Mr. Ethan trusts us?"

Then they went back to Snow and pricked his tiny finger; he whined instead of crying from pain. The blood from all three of us mixed together in the bowl, and the most amazing thing happened because the bowl actually changed color, shifting from silver to gold and glowing softly. A smile bloomed across the faces of the elders, and I saw Marcus and Elena both smiling too. The elders raised Snow up high above their heads so that everyone in the entire arena could see him clearly. "His name shall be Zane Snow Winter," the head elder announced in a voice that carried across the entire arena, "the son of Jude Winter and Rosie Elsa Winter, the fifty-fourth young alpha of Winter's pack!"

Rylan said, voice ragged with equal parts exhaustion and desire, “and now… they know what the bond costs.” From the shadows, a whisper came, cold and cruel: Tonight, the Ascendant will bleed. And everyone she loves will fall with her. Lyra froze, eyes wide. The Winter Wraith’s voice threaded through the walls, the rafters, her own mind. Its presence was closer than ever, and the councilor—revealed to be its agent—smirked from the shadows, dagger in hand, waiting. Rylan growled, pressing his forehead to hers. “No. Not while I breathe.”

We exchanged glances and I looked away quickly, catching Harley staring between us, confused. “Um, do you know each other?” he asked. “I don’t. And that’s why I can’t have a man who behaves rashly in the same space with me,” I pointed out. Ethan shifted. “Same. She’s likely to kill me in my sleep.” I huffed. “That’s ridiculous.” He glanced down at me. I’d never hated my height more. “But not impossible, Miss Rivers.” He held my gaze a second longer, and I broke it by looking away.

"What did you put in the drink!?" Ethan Winters feigned ignorance as he confronted Alexander Reed. Reed stood tall, looking down at Ethan, "Nothing special. We're both adults here; you should know what it was." Ethan scorned, "The CEO of The Circle, resorting to such lowly tactics."

“Long time, no see, Ethan. It’s a pleasure to see you. When last did I see you again? Surely you were eighteen and blew away my ship, right?” What is happening? Dimitri really knows Ethan. “Blowing away your ship is one of the least I did, don't you remember?” Ethan taunted,his gaze arrogant and daring. I stared at Ethan, surprised that he admitted to blowing up Dimitri's ship. I felt like screaming; surely this is a bad dream—one I must wake up from! Dimitri glances at me with an amused look on his face. “Your woman has a shocked look on her face. It only means one thing: she doesn't know about your other ‘business’. When did you become a coward?”

He managed to find his voice, saying, "Mr. Blackwood, I've heard a lot about this young man, Ethan Vale. I know only someone of your stature could guide such an excellent young man." Damien snapped out of his thoughts and finally noticed Dimitri standing there. He stared at him coldly. Feeling incredibly nervous under the intense gaze, Dimitri stammered, "Are you angry, sir? I didn't mean to offend you..." Ethan and Anastasia stopped talking when they noticed Dimitri acting strange. Seeing the harsh way Damien was looking at the older man, Ethan gently nudged Damien's side. Damien's eyes immediately softened as he looked down at Ethan, wondering why he had been nudged.

Winter pointed into the house. "Ooh, he's Rivera, Mom. My friend," Dimitri replied and smiled. Suddenly, Mrs. Winter clutched her chest "Dimitri. You're lying, and I'm sure it's Alana." Tsk "He's Rivera, not Alana," concluded Dimitri. As Rivera said earlier, there's no need to hide his identity. Mrs. Winter sat in a chair on the porch, still digesting Dimitri's words. It doesn't seem possible that it was Alana because they also witnessed her funeral then, but why is it the same?