Ethel Shameless Novels & Stories

She was completely, publicly crushed—exposed for drug manipulation and fraud before the eyes of the global capital division. Elena stood at the apex of the grand marble staircase, her crimson silk gown trailing smoothly over the step, her large hand permanently anchored against Ethan’s waist as she looked down at her stepsister’s collapse through a lens of pure, technical contempt. Her signature smart mouth returned with a sharp, venomous smirk that carried the absolute finality of a queen who had just executed a dead node on the national record.

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.

Liam felt his heart beat quicken as he called out again, knocking a little louder but he still didn’t get a reply. After a few seconds of contemplation, he finally turned the handle and to his surprise, the door wasn’t locked. He hurriedly opened the door and was met with a shocking site. Emilia had fallen asleep in the bath tub. Naked, covered with bubbles but still naked. She had enjoyed the warmth and relaxation she felt that she forgot she was in a bath tub, covered with bubbles.

“Well, little brothers? Why are you such hound-doggin’ bastards?” Elena pressed her fingertips to her mouth to hide her smile. “Us?” Titus laughed. “Says Mr. Sold a Threesome Story, Mr. Nailed Molly Peters Before She Got Famous, and Mr. Secret Sex Tape.” I hit him with a sharp gaze as Elena chewed the inside of her lip. “All in the past, Titus. Way in the damn past. And two of those things weren’t even my fault.” “You sold a threesome story?” Elena asked softly.

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever

She tightened her fingers around the handle of the infant carrier and forced herself to stare directly into the cruel eyes of the socialite. "Move out of my path right now Sybella," Maren commanded in a low tone that trembled with suppressed sorrow and fury. "You know nothing about my sister or the tragedy that took her away from this world." Sybella let out a harsh laugh that drew the attention of several shoppers walking out of nearby luxury boutiques. "I know she was a weak coward who could not handle Desmond, just like you are a gold digging parasite clinging to Gideon for survival," Sybella spat back while taking a menacing step closer.

Ethan looked away, he wasn't angry…he simply didn't know where he belonged anymore. Then Charlotte appeared beside him “hey brother in-law” she whispered. Ethan looked at her. “birthday girl," he responded. Charlotte continued "most of my female friends who flew in for my birthday can't stop admiring you and I told them you have nothing to offer them” she smirked. Ethan was still looking at her, ignoring what she said. Charlotte studied him for a moment before glancing toward Sophia. “You should talk to people.” “I have nothing to say.” “That has never stopped anyone else at this party.”