Run Sweetheart Run Ethan True Form Novels & Stories

It made me feel like I was walking on glass, blindfolded. I glanced away for a moment, just to collect myself. Then I looked back. “If you want answers, ask your questions.” He stared at me for a long time. Then, quietly, “Is River really Caleb’s twin?” I blinked, masking the jolt of panic rising in my chest. "I think you mean 'Calen', and yes, you see it yourself." I bite back sharply. Silence. My throat tightened. “I want the truth,” Ethan said, softer now, but no less deadly. “Not what you needed me to believe. Not what you told me before. The truth, Scarlett.”

I returned to Faraway Hill Pack with Sophia. Ethan Stonevale, her brother and my fiance, was already waiting for us there. From what I remembered, Ethan was a werewolf with black hair and sharp green eyes. I could not remember much else about him. After all, I only cared about Randy in the past, and I would run after him no matter where he went. Back then, I thought that Randy was the most handsome alpha in the world.

Realizing that she was improper, Ethan was soon at her side, resting his big hand on her waist: " As there are many of us in this family, you get to know them slowly. It won't do any good to name them all now, because you obviously wouldn't keep them. And so it was. Throughout the night, he met the twins Dillan and Luke, who surrounded Ethan, peppering him with questions, simulating fights, while pretending to exchange punches. They insisted on telling every detail of every new football move they had learned. Ethan listened intently, laughing his head off. You could see that he adored the boys. She wished then that the baby in her womb was a little boy, to receive all the affection he gave t

Looks like he wasn't about to get a transfer off this island any time soon. . . . Ethan ( now in his true form as inner beast Roman) made sure to hunt well this evening. He'd caught himself a juicy-looking deer and parched his thirst at the lake. He was just about to phase into his human form as Ethan and dress in his casuals before he went knocking on Mia's door for an explanation about her recent phone purchase and other items. However, he heard some footsteps approaching near the lakeside and caught a whiff of a particular scent in the air.

I need air. I need space to breathe again. But I’m not alone for long. "Running again?" Ethan’s voice reaches me just as I reach the edge of the fountain. I turn to find him stepping out from the shadows of the columns. His jacket is gone, his sleeves rolled up to the forearms, the top two buttons of his shirt undone. He looks less like the Alpha now and more like the boy I remember—arrogant, infuriating, painfully magnetic. “I’m not running,” I say. “Just trying to stay sane.”

Ethan circled the timestamp and wrote CONTROL NEAR VENT in a hand that looked like it had been taught to put weight in the downstroke. He set the watch again. “Night run?” Kyle asked. “Night run,” Ethan said, and the room agreed with a small click in the wall. They ditched the G-Wagon for good at a truck stop with bad coffee and a better cashier. Ethan bought two packets of peanuts because cash needed excuses to move. He texted Mireya from a burner: NEED VAN. LADDERS. 2 HRS. She replied with an address he trusted because she didn’t know how to fail a friend and live with it.

Ethan didn’t particularly think he was the type to exact revenge, but he had a point to prove, if he didn’t do anything, next time he’ll be the one rolling down the hill with his mouth filled the dust. At school, Ethan played for the lacrosse team alongside with Frank Weatherbee, although that had nothing to do with what he planned to do initially. Ethan was the school’s heartthrob, he was popular, incredibly handsome and of course those features came with a lot of girls flocking around him and like every other fifteen year old, he basked in the attention. He didn’t particularly have a girlfriend but there were a lot of his schoolmates he knew had a crush on him and one of them was Amanda Sc

Ethan had made her feel like a lady these past few days, and whenever he held her down and towered over her, he made her body remember what it'd been some years ago, and she never missed any of the pleasure that came afterward. Alethia cleared her throat lightly, not that she knew Emily had zoned out--just because her throat demanded it. Emily breathed deeply once she'd been pulled out of her momentary thoughts. "Honey, you can't deny that Ethan is loving and sweet. All he'd been doing since he joined us was trying to get you to like him. Other men won't care. But Ethan wants to be friends with you." Alethia laughed sarcastically. But when she saw that her mom was looking at her with wonderi

I adjusted the silk cover-up on my shoulders, heart hammering harder than the music. I could choose not to come here. To stay away from them, that's what my mind wants but my body says otherwise. I want more….more than they’ve given me but I am never going to admit it. Never. My eyes searched for them along the wide pool and finally caught sight of Ethan first. He wore a black swimsuit with a white drawstring. Ethan was the kind of guy who grew up on the basketball court and it was evident in his appearance. Broad shoulders, lean waist, the kind of abs I would love to run my hands on while taking a nap.

“Welcome, world. Today you see the real story behind the Lake House Scandal.” Ethan stepped in front of the camera before I could react. His voice rang out strong and clear. “My name is Ethan Hale. I fell in love with Ava during a blizzard that trapped us together. It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t easy. But it’s real. And I will not apologize for loving her.” Ryan moved beside him. “She’s my sister. He’s my best friend. This family has been torn apart by greed and betrayal. But we’re standing united now.”