Ethan X Heisenberg Novels & Stories

“What about you?” Ethan cuts into his steak while answering, “I work in the heart of the pack as a funds manager, but I’m also a Gamma, so I help with security and protection when necessary.” I nod, taking a bite of my pasta. Our conversation is stiff for a while, but soon, we fall into a polite rhythm of taking turns asking questions. “Did you always want to be an assistant?” Ethan questions, looking up from his plate. “Or did you have a dream job that’s different?”

Beth was leaning on Austin's shoulder, laughing. "Oh my God, Austin, stop!" she squealed when he tickled her neck. He looked up and saw me standing in the doorway. His expression snapped shut, turning into that cold, empty mask he wore at school. He didn't say hello. He didn't nod. He just looked through me. "Hey, Austin, can you get me the red blanket? I'm freezing," Beth said, still focused on the screen, oblivious. Austin immediately got up, walking right past me without meeting my eyes. He grabbed the blanket from the chair and returned, draping it carefully over Beth.

Even with the scar, the resemblance is obvious, Ethan is an heir to the Hale family. His face is everywhere, and recognition spreads across the man’s face. His hands start shaking as he reaches for his walkie-talkie, clipped to his belt. My instincts scream,”Ethan.” The man hears the name, but Ethan doesn't look up. He keeps eating. “There's a man by the counter, “ Ethan shifts his gaze slightly towards the counter. His jaw tightens immediately. “Damn it.” My heart starts pounding. “Does he know you?” He nods once.

I sat with a piece of meat suspended on my fork, lost in thought. Ethan noticed my paralysis. “What’s occupying your mind? Has Charlie Whitaker made another move?” I took a bite, trying to sound casual. “Do you know him well?” “We shared a classroom in our youth,” Ethan answered calmly. Then, he dropped a bombshell. “Would you care to see a catalog of his previous lovers?” I choked on my food, a violent coughing fit seizing me. I slammed my fork down and drained my entire glass of water.

“You are one of the top three richest people on the Forbes list now. You have money, power, and status. You would never throw all that away. “You are just an idiot who got played by a woman. Vivian was the only one stupid enough to stay by your side.” “You still dare mention Vivian?” The rage inside Ethan exploded. His hand tightened so much it seemed like he might crush her neck. Around them, the sounds of cameras snapping grew louder. Phone flashes lit up nonstop. The assistant rushed forward and grabbed Ethan’s arm. “Mr. Ferguson, not here. This is getting too much attention.” Only then did Ethan snap back to his senses. He looked around at the crowd gathering nearby and the dozens of pho

“Mr. Ethan, is it really that hard to admit you’re a coward? Or to admit you didn’t lose your memory? That you just got used to a life in the mountains where you didn’t have to take responsibility?” Ethan instinctively stepped back under the pressure of Peter’s presence, his teeth clenched. “Who are you?” he shot back. “This is a private matter. It’s none of your business.” “I’m Lexie’s fiancé.” I froze, startled, and looked up at him.

The heavy brass bell chimed softly as I walked in, the warm scent of retro vinyl and old paper instantly wrapping around me like a protective shield. ​"Hey, rockstar." ​Ethan Grey stepped out from the back supply room, and the sight of him instantly made the heavy knot in my stomach loosen. He looked effortlessly safe and handsome, wearing a soft, ribbed cream cardigan over a faded graphic tee and dark denim that hung perfectly on his lean six-foot frame. His tousled dark curls were messy in the best way possible, and that endearing dimple flashed on his cheek as his warm hazel eyes took in my house appearance.

Currently I've already met 3 of the chosen ones. One of them was called Ethan locks who was a male vampire and of pure blood, he has blond hair that reached down to his neck like a rock star style along with green eyes and a pointy chin. He is also quite tall and loves to flirt with cute boys furthermore, he doesn't hide the fact he likes boys despite when I first met him, I thought he was more of a shy person as he doesn't talk a lot in front of me. However when he sees a cute boy, he goes into an overdrive and turns into a completely different person which was quite amusing to see. His personality is also kind and quite geeky in some ways which isn't bad. I met Ethan in California, he was

This is where they are in Kevin's kingdom and they are gathering together to enjoy a free day without any problems because Clan Voltaire and other clans now don't dare to disturb the lives of Henzie and her son. "Ouch it hurts" Ethan mocked at Sean because he is the only one who doesn't have a mate yet, Ethan is now with his mate named Tiffany Quinza Hunner and he is also a werewolf like Ethan even soon that woman will be wearing Luna in the Blue Moon Pack.

I reached up and brushed my fingers down the small square piece of glass in the door as my favorite memory of the handsome acting teacher rolled through my mind's eye. He was in his mid-thirties and far too old for me, but he was insanely dreamy. Dark hair and charcoal-colored eyes. I hadn't known a woman that didn't swoon over him. He was Ethan, less playful, more grown up. Solemn. Beautiful and talented, and unfortunately bitter. "Sorry to keep you waiting." I walked in and stopped short. "Not a problem. That Ethan Lewis can captivate all of us, me included." He smiled. "All right. Shake out your shoulders. We're going to do some improvisation. You know what that is, surely?" He lifted his