Ethel From Shameless Novels & Stories

Dinah tried not to laugh at the facial expression and failed, "No. He's not yet here. He's on his way. But don't worry, Dad's actually a big teddy b—" "Dinah, darling!", a slender woman with raven black hair cried. "Aunt Ethel! Uh! It's so good to see you!" Dinah squealed as she wrapped her aunt in a big hug. "And you still smell like cherries!" Ethel was Clara's younger sister and the less "stiff" one of the two siblings even though the resemblance between them was striking. Whilst Clara's aura was sexual, intense and intimidating Ethel's was placid, warm and soothing, also a little strong but in a sweet way. She was dressed in a royal blue ankle length that did everything for her soft hour

But having immense strength, his rough hands weren't delicate enough to unzipped her clothes without causing damage, so he just yanked and pulled off the white dress that had been bothering her for a long time. Chelsea trembled faintly, like a sheep in the mercy of a beast. A while ago, she spoke fearlessly but couldn't hide the fear that had started to fill her. Fear from doing it for the first time, under the influence of alcohol—and with a stranger no less! She did all the things she avoided in her life. The principle of her life is to live like a dignified and kind princess. But now it's shattered. Her eyes flew open when a cold chill coursed down her body, biting her skin. She found her

Ethan Shaw is dead. His face has been destroyed and his limbs severed. When his body reaches the morgue, the person who performs the autopsy is his own wife, Dr. Vivian Sullivan. She is a cool, rational professor of forensic pathology, and she is the woman Ethan loved for more than a decade. Six years ago he lost his voice saving her life, and she married him because of it. In all the years that followed, she remembered every one of his follow-up appointments yet never once remembered his birthday. She tended his injuries, but gave every ounce of warmth and favor she had to his younger brother. Right up until the moment he died, Ethan was calling her, over and over. And she hung up on h

“hey stop with the pretenses, I know you understand what I am saying. Anyways, we are both female and even though we didn’t start well, I know you understand that every female will be overprotective over their man, and I thought that you were interested in Jamie. After finding that you are not interested in my Jamie and that alpha Ethel is interested in you, I realized that I was been an asshole. I couldn’t understand this fellow in front of me, what was wrong with her? “So come on, tell me, how is he in bed? Is alpha Ethel's libido high? Is he hard to please? Does he like to take his female from behind? I guess so because I heard his multiple partners saying that he likes blow jobs.” “Are y

“ Pardon my manners, I must have been gone for long” I said sitting down. “Not at all, your highness” She said with a smile. Her smile was the problem and not just that her reaction towards everything I said was the same. I don't want to be stuck with someone who was fine with everything I did forever. I poured some wine into my glass and just as I lifted her head up, I saw Ethan pass by, seeing him reminded again of his blunt behavior

Amelia’s POV "This shameless----" I started to say but Ethan touched me gently. "You're better than that, Amelia." The floor might as well have cracked open beneath me. Ethan’s arm dropped, while Sienna waltzed forward as though she’d choreographed the timing. “What are you doing here, Sienna?” Ethan’s tone was sharp, a growl muffled by restraint. “Isn’t it obvious?” Her eyes slid to me, lingering on the space I’d just vacated, her lips curling as though she’d caught us mid-sin. “Some of us are more welcome than others.”

Gran huffed. Ethan laughed and patted his stomach over the white t-shirt. "I will always pick Gran's food over these abs. So spoil me as much as you can beautiful lady!" Ethan said to Gran and both of them fist-bumped dismissing me. Duh! All right. "I didn't know you care so much about my abs. Be honest, do you want to see them?" Ethan winked. Of course, I wanted to see them but that doesn't mean I would admit it aloud.

I, for one, will look forward to the silence very much. 'So that you can fill it with the sound of your own voice?' I sneered. 'I bet that will be fucking scintillating.' She drew back sharply as if I had reached out and slapped her, but quickly covered her anger with another fake smile. 'My, my,' she whispered. 'You are more alive than I gave you credit for. Here I was thinking that all your many disgusting vices had left you dead inside. No wonder Ethan kept you for himself. He does so love a spirited maledicti. It's becoming quite a disturbing habit of his, you know. The first one, goodness...' She shook her head. 'A frightful creature, you really have no idea. She thought so much of hers

He said. I think that's below the belt because Claude seemed to be taken aback by the name that this asshole of a man beside me brought up. "Shit off, Monzanto. You don't know a thing, leave her alone," he warned him. "and oh, I wish she'd leave you too! Seeing this attitude? I'm not expecting anything good. Tsk! Tsk!" He shook his head and turned his back but he stopped. "Nice to meet you again, Ethel. Also, thank you. I really know, I'm sure that you are aware too, that I'm not cute. I'm more than that."

But she couldn’t resist a chance to be mean to me. “You look like a pig.” “Emma,” my mother snapped. “It’s lovely. Don’t speak to your sister that way.” Emma crossed her arms, her voice icy. “It would’ve been better if Ethan chose me. At least I wouldn’t shame the entire family with awkward smiles and bad posture.” For a second, the silence hung thick in the air. Then— “The only one shaming your family is you,” a voice cut through the tension like a blade. We all turned.