Scream For Me Nora And Ethan Novels & Stories

The beach was beautiful in the morning, and Ethan was too caught up snapping pictures. His eyes glowed with an excited glint, and he looked like he was having the best time of his life…. until… Until he turned his phone's camera towards me and snapped a picture of me. I furrowed my brows. “Oliver, did you just take a picture of me?” I asked sharply, pushing myself up from the sand. Ethan didn’t even flinch. Instead, he grinned, wide, unapologetic, and a little too pleased with himself.

Umm.. Forget it. I'm sorry. Its just you are so innocent and kind, and he on the other hand is opposite of you. How can you be with him." I asked with disbelief.Ethan spoke. "Just Like you are with Andrew. How can you be with him?""I don't want to be with him." I murmured so slowly but he heard it. I lowered my gaze because of his statement. (Doesn't he know that we don't have a love relationship instead I'm here for his revenge.)A tear slipped my eye which I quickly wiped away.I didn't say anything. (If she's happy with him then I'll just pray for them to be happy forever.) I was about to leave when I heard a deep sorry."Sorry." Ethan muttered.I looked at him and nodded in acceptance, he ga

The salt of Caleb’s sweat dripped into Ethan’s mouth. Caleb shifted positions, hauling Ethan’s legs up until his knees were tucked against his chest. He dove back in, the new angle allowing him to hit even deeper. Ethan’s eyes rolled back. His body was a live wire. "Scream for me, Ethan. Let the neighbors hear who really owns this floor."

Immediately, the notifications poured in — article links, messages from friends asking what was going on, and the newest one that made his stomach curl. “STEFAN REED KISSES SCARLETT SCOTT — GAY RUMORS SHUT DOWN.” The headline burned into him like acid. His eyes twitched. “Of course,” he muttered bitterly. “Of course he’d pull something like that.” His phone chimed again, this time with an incoming call. Dylan. Ethan swallowed down his irritation and answered. “Yeah?” “Hey,” Dylan said, voice lower than usual. “How are you holding up?”

"Coming!" … Meanwhile, Ethan had spent the past few days in a daze. He turned down all work and social engagements. He switched off his phone and locked himself inside an empty house, surviving on nothing but alcohol. Until one day, someone pushed the door open. Ethan stiffened. He stumbled toward the figure at the door like a drowning man grasping for air. It was Mira. Her whole body was trembling with excitement. She had dressed up today. She was wearing the most revealing outfit with flawless makeup, just like how she was during the peak of her fame.

Ethan looked behind Stefan and saw Mia entering the hall. Who invited this walking headache? He thought, groaning in his mind. "Oh shit! That mad girl is coming here! Are you ready for the perfect company? I am going because I have no interest in hearing her shits! All the best!" Stefan said smirking and gave Mia a cheeky smile and quickly left from there. Ethan also had no interest in talking to her so he thought to leave too but she held his elbow before he could move away. "Ethan, you are looking handsome as always." She said, hugging him and Ethan removed her from his body not liking her touch.

Nora's eyes bulged, her face purpling, as she struggled to break free, her hands clawing at his arms. "E...Ethan... you...you're choking me," Nora gasped, her voice barely audible, her words strangled by the pressure on her windpipe. She spoke in a gentle tone as if trying to reason with the monster that had taken over Ethan's body. But Ethan wasn't listening. He was lost in a world of pain and anger, his mind consumed by the betrayal he felt. He saw Nora as the catalyst for his downfall, the one who had convinced him to trust Layla, and now he was paying the price. His grip tightened, his fingers digging deep into Nora's flesh, as he squeezed the life out of her.

Mateo ridiculously sniggered at Ethan. Ethan glared at him before a smirk appeared on his face. Ethan folded his hand behind him and slowly walked toward Levi, “Oh, what was her name? Ah, right – Nora.” He emphasized. As soon as Ethan said that name, he regretted it. Grimness fell upon Levi’s face in a matter of a second. The creases on his forehead flattened. He pressed his lips thinly. His eyes twitched. Ethan’s smugness evaporated. He opened his mouth, but before he could speak – Levi reacted.

Just like every other time in the past three years, as long as he wanted it, I had to give it. "Don't touch me!" I slapped his hand away. The sound was sharp in the quiet room. Ethan's hand stayed suspended in midair, his expression darkening. "Freya, don't start." "Don't start?" My eyes were red-rimmed, and my voice was trembling yet piercingly sharp as I said, "Ethan, just let me go. Nora and Reynold look so good together. I can see you're ready to let them be, so why can't you do the same for me?"

"You do not care about how others feel you selfish being. All you care about is your selfish interest. How dare you walk into my room and pick up my documents? How wicked can you get? Who even permitted you to invade my privacy, and not only that, take my documents? Now you are trying to shove it aside so you can go inside and have rest while I keep suffering and searching for it?" My high tone had attracted the housekeepers by this time. They all began to lurk around the place, trying to figure out what the issue was. I could feel their presence behind me, but at this point, I wasn't even bothered about them. I didn't care or give two shits about them. "Nora, you need to calm down. You are