Lab Rats Ethan Novels & Stories

Because Ethan was already smiling like he knew he had struck something raw. “Victor always said you were the most expensive child he ever lost,” Ethan said. “Do you know how much people would have paid for what was in your blood?” The world narrowed. Elena could hear her own heartbeat. Could feel Mira’s frightened breathing against her neck. Could feel Adrian beside her like a line drawn in steel. And then Ethan made his final mistake. He looked at Mira. “Put the little test rat down,” he said. “She’s not worth dying over.”

Ethan looked up from the tablet he had been reading. “Testing,” he said, with the ease of someone answering a question they find neither difficult nor particularly interesting. “Before the ritual, I need to know how your blood interacts with the range of vampires I’m working with. Different ages, different alterations, different baseline compositions.” He looked back at the tablet. “Your blood is not uniform in its effects. I need to map the range before I commit to the ritual quantities.” “You’re experimenting on them,” I said. “I’m being thorough,” he said. “There’s a difference.”

She opens her mouth to retort when the bell rings and she unnecessarily widens her eyes before she turns to the mirror at lightning speed then leaps to the door. And I hear several squealing and smooching voices while I try not to gag. When they go on for about minutes with no intention of stopping, I can't help myself, "Get past my door already, I'm hardly interested in a live demonstration of how rodents colonize!" I hear snickers before I see them, clung together like chewed chewing gum to sienna, is Ethan. He's Latin American with a sweet Bronze complexion and a dozen piercing and ugly tattoos. He's smiling sickly with his teeth on display, "Darling Ree, you sound awfully jelly~ I know a

Lan said sarcastically. Both men stood so close to each other that they swallowed the other’s air when he opened his mouth to talk. Lan’s breath reeked of lime and salt, while Ethan’s breath smelt of ale. The motherfucker must have taken some shots before coming over to see Lan. “Don’t be ridiculous, Lan. You are less of a man by being a snitch for a living, and I would be damned to let myself be caught doing that with you, even if I was drugged,” Ethan said, not sparing Lan at all.

Levi was correct. Ethan was being slowly poisoned. When Levi reached to see Ethan, he was curled on the floor as he rolled in pain. Ethan was drenched in sweat while he looked incredibly pale. He was groaning in pain but his eyes were closed – he didn’t even have the energy to open them – not even when Levi tapped on his cheeks. His white shirt was clinging to his skin. His hair was all wet from sweat. Levi wrinkled his nose when he entered the room. It smelled like vomit and sweat. Ethan has been living in his filth and pain the entire day. No one came to rescue him, apart from Levi.

He gestured toward a chair. Ethan's heart hammered in his chest, but he remained standing, unwilling to yield even an inch. "You must have found out what the pills are made of. Is it worse than I originally expected?" he asked, his concern evident. Ethan clenched his fists at his sides, his muscles twitching with tension. Brian nodded slowly. "I have, and it is," he confirmed. "They were made from the flesh and bones of Lycans and werewolves."

As I walked to the locker room to deposit my purse and pick up my lab coat, I saw Davina walking the same way. “Eli!” she exclaimed. “Oh my god, I’m so glad you’re back! Dr. Patel told me you’d be in!” “Yeah…” I laughed, hugging her. “I’m relieved I get to work with you again!” Hours passed at the lab in a blur of samples, scribbles, and scanning data. I had just finished reviewing a third round of protein isolate interactions when the side door creaked open. “Guess who’s back,” Ethan called out, dramatically pushing the door like he was entering a movie set.

Tanya’s POV It had been almost a week since I saw him and I missed him terribly, my whole being yearned for him almost as if the other part of me was with him but wait it was. In order not to allow him to cloud my thoughts and make myself more miserable, I swamped myself with work at the lab. I began mixing the chemicals I took from Ethan. I tried to be as careful as I could because they were dangerous. It took me the whole day to be able to decipher when to add which. I heard footsteps approaching and I gasped, no one was supposed to be there.

“That includes your tongue and your brain. Hopefully, it will loosen it up so you can tell me everything I need..” “Now, where were we?” Ethan closed his eyes, acting like he was thinking about what he would do next… “Ahhh, I know… Here in this playroom, I don’t want a stinky pig… So, you need to wash up.” Ethan looked at Max in disgust. Seeing his face made him want to puke. ‘I wonder how the girls can muster the courage to sleep with someone as filthy and as ugly as him.’’ “Now that you’re clean… Let’s get to the point… I have a few questions you need to answer.” He splashed him with water to make him more conductive to electricity.

There was only one bastard in this entire damn pack who got off on tormenting me like this. The alpha's Beta, Ethan Taide. I turned on my heel and stormed out of the hall. I found him in the pack lab, as usual, surrounded by flasks and glowing vials. He wore a white coat over his black shirt, sleeves rolled up to the elbow, revealing muscular forearms and a fresh set of inked runes along his wrists. “Ethan,” I snapped. He didn’t even look up. “You know why I’m here.” “I always do,” he said mildly, adjusting a vial. “You’re very predictable.”