Heisenberg X Ethan Novels & Stories

I gulped down the fruity beverage with one sip and almost choked at the end. Mr Arrogant patted my backside until I felt good enough and then he came to my view, still smiling like he won a war. He came close and whispered in my ear "You know, you look absolutely hot when you are angry and well I am "Ethan Maxwell" not "Mr Arrogant." Saying this with an amusing expression, he kissed my cheek like no one was watching and dropped my hand from his gentle grasp. Ethan walked to the spot where Elle, Mrs Maxwell, Victoria were chatting.

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?"

Ethan asks, taking a step closer to me. "No, I..." My lips tremble as I try to form words, but I am getting intoxicated by Ethan's rich coffee scent. Nearing me, he grabs my arms and throws me on the bed. "I will make you forget about Richard Henshaw, and you will only live to remember my name," Ethan says, his voice cold as he comes to meet me on the bed.

"What did you say?" "I want to be your woman, Ethan. I want to be yours," Sasha repeated, her eyes pleading with him to understand. Ethan's breath caught in his throat. "Are you sure you understand what that means?" he asked, his voice low and serious. "Remember, I'm Hades." Sitting in the driver's seat, Rowan visibly reacted to Ethan's revelation. It wasn't common for Ethan to speak so openly about his alter ego, the ruthless leader of Hell's Gang, but something about Sasha made him want to be completely transparent with her.

"He has your focus, Ethan. It’s a bit terrifying." The Domestic Titan Ethan Hawke was not sitting. He was pacing, but for once, it wasn't the restless movement of a predator. He was measuring the room, checking the temperature of the wood-burning stove, and adjusting the blinds to ensure the glare wasn't too sharp for Leo’s eyes. He wore a dark henley with the sleeves pushed up, his "strong frame" looking massive in the small nursery.

Ethan resembled a teenager who got caught making out with his first girlfriend by his mother and I resembled a shaking leaf. Fun facts; 1. Ethan is a CEO of one of the biggest companies in the whole of New york. Winter Fox : Daughter of Nicholas Fox, An editor at the local Newspaper agency, a nerd and a Romance writer/ erotica (Which I rather eat my brother sock than my family finding out about it) “Get back here,both of you” he roars. We didn't need to be told twice. Ethan and I scrambled to our feet and took our respective seats ignoring the mess of the dining table.

He felt the wolf inside him, pacing, waiting for the first scent of prey. "Caleb," Ethan said. "Yeah?" "When we get to the penthouse... I want you to burn the furniture. All of it." "Why?" "I want to smell the cedar," Ethan said. "And I want the city to see the smoke." He looked out the window. A billboard for "Walker-Morgan Holdings" flashed by. It was his face. The old face. The human face. He didn't recognize the man in the picture. He reached out and took Caleb’s hand. Caleb’s grip was steady. Loyal. Lethal.

“My name is Alexia.” “I know that, Lexie.” “Alexia.” She grits out, annoyed, throwing him a distasteful look. “Only my friends call me Lexie, and you don’t have that privilege.” “Ouch.” Ethan places a hand over his heart. Then he crosses his arms and playfully glares back at Lexie. “I’m Ethan. But only my friends call me that. As we are not friends, you don’t have that privilege. You may address me as Beta Ethaniel Hugh Huntington the third.”

"You're my toy to play with Hadeon. It's been a long time since I played Hadeon, don't forget one thing. Am a Dickson, and that blood flows in all our veins, anyways, best of luck, because what's coming isn't something to be happy with." "- You bastard--" Hadeon cursed. "- Have I ever denied that?" Said Ethan. "Boys, get to work, and burn down this mansion, all around it is bad luck, bad vibes." "- Sir, what should we do to him?" asked one of the henchmen. Ethan smirks as an idea struck in. "Burn him alive." Hadron's eyes widened, watching Ethan gesture out. "— No, you can't, Etha—" His words were interrupted by a heavy punch that landed on his face, knocking him out.

"Ethan is a psycho. As far as my research says, Ethan doesn't know how his fiance looks at present. He has her childhood image stuck in his head and he is searching for her. And maybe that's why Antonio Colombo is searching for Valentina." Xavier's hand formed into a fist. He wanted to beat the shit out of Antonio Colombo. How could a father give away his daughter to such a guy who is mentally sick? Ethan, that guy is charged with murder and has some serious mental disorder. How does he even fake it in public? "Your assumption can be right, Xavier. Antonio didn't employ so many guys before to search for Valentina then why now? And Ethan speeding up his work and visiting your office isn't a g