Heisenberg X Ethan Novels & Stories

Her voice turned sharper as she said, "You don't look broke, but Theo's shoes had holes in them. And his mother…" Before she could finish, Ethan was already too ashamed to speak. He was the Alpha of the pack. His suit was worth more than most families made in six months. Yet, Theo was going to school in faded sneakers with worn-out toes. For years, Ethan had hidden his true identity completely. To the outside world, he was just a struggling, wolfless Omega father. He was scraping by with me in our quiet, ordinary life. Yet, no one knew that it had all been Mira's idea.

I'm just disgusted by his behavior! "Hey, Jacob! Don't you plan to stop my best friend huh!!" Ethan's face was obviously disgusted now. [Oh? Hey... Heaven's best friend huh?? Is that you!!? You are already dating, aren't you? You really do like Heaven from the start, I'm right! Are you two f*cking sleeping next to each other?!] I feel like I want to punch him in the mouth for insulting us. "You're drunk, it's better to sleep it off and wake up to the fact that Heaven doesn't want you anymore." Ethan calmly said to him.

Sebastian stood at the end of the hallway, his gaze locked on Ethan with a fury I’d never seen before. “No problem, sir,” Ethan said smoothly, hiding his venom with a false smile. “Just a private conversation.” Sebastian stepped closer, his tone like steel. “Private or not, if I ever see you put your hands on her again, you’ll regret it.” Ethan smirked, unfazed. “Careful, professor. People might start to think you’re playing favorites.” His words dripped with mockery, but his eyes glinted with something darker. He knew exactly what he was doing—poking, taunting, threatening.

He stared at me one more second before turning sharply and walking back out, shoulders tight, jaw clenched. The door shut behind him with a final click. For a moment, the silence was thick enough to choke on. Then Ethan let out a whistle so loud I nearly threw my glass at him. “Well,” he said. “That was fun.” “You have a twisted definition of fun.” “I like watching rich men have existential crises,” he said. “It’s like a sport.” I rubbed my temples. “He’s going to try something.” “Yes,” Ethan agreed. “He always does. But that’s not your biggest problem right now.”

Smiling reassuringly at Celine, Ethan took the empty glass of water, set it down, and then turned in his seat to face Sebastian. “My name is Ethan Sommer. You must be Sebastian.” Dismissing Sebastian, Ethan turned toward Celine, a gentle smile lighting up his eyes. “Better?” Ethan asked.

' Ethan Wharton asked with a cold face and a heavy voice, 'Did you tell Kristen Healey that you went to see the island? Xewinter was stunned, a little incredulous: 'Ethan, what are you talking about? Why am I telling her this? I'm just passing by to see it. Who knows so many things have happened. ' 'Xenos Winter, I warn you, don't bother Kristen Healey, or I won't let you go.' Ethan Wharton warned in a cold voice that Kristen Healey was his bottom line, and he would never tolerate anyone disturbing Kristen Healey's life.

The street hums softly. And then I see him. Ethan is leaning against his car, phone in hand, sunglasses on, completely at ease. Like he belongs in this moment. Like he’s been here all along. He straightens when he sees us, pushing off the car like he’s been waiting for his cue. He slides his sunglasses down just enough to look over them, a grin already forming. “So this is the famous Keisha,” he says. “I was beginning to think you made her up.”

Dangerous. Jason leaned forward, his smirk sharp but strained. “And you are…?” Ethan turned to him as if only just noticing he was there. “Ah. Jason,” he said smoothly, lips curling into a grin. “The infamous chaos-bringer. Heard plenty about you.” Jason’s brow furrowed. “From who?” Ethan just shrugged, not answering, his grin infuriatingly casual. Then he glanced down the table. “And you must be Alex. Brooding and mysterious as ever.”

He can’t even deny that she has disappeared suddenly and didn’t come back ever. “What’s wrong, why are you silent, now? Tell me you don’t know any girl named Xenia, she wasn’t your girlfriend?” Steve saw Ethan in grave silence and said ironically. Ethan recalled, even though everything is correct about this letter, he is sure that he can’t have any child with Xenia. “No, this can’t be my child, I can assure everybody that I don’t have any child with Xenia even though she was my girlfriend in the past.” Ethan said and looked at Evelyn, who was silent for long. Is she also doesn’t trust him like Steve and others?

“Huh?” “It's Ethan for you. We have known each other long enough to call each other by our first names. I get that there is a compulsion in formal places where we have to refer to each other formally; but we are standing in front of my house, and no compulsions are applicable here.” I actually smile this time. Today, there is definitely something different with Ethan. Has someone kidnapped the real stone heart– stone head, and replaced him with a doppelganger of his… dare I say, with a real muscular, beating heart and a head with emotions?