Txt Eternity Novels & Stories

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He reminds me so much of Xavier and in the smallest possible ways at that. "How about we go grocery shopping and then get some mcflurry, minus the toppings, from a McDonald's drive thru?" I asks as I dig through the drawers for a notebook and pen to write our grocery list. "Yes!" Came his enthusiastic response. I laugh again taking out the book and pen I saw in a corner. Climbing on the short stool I begin to make the list. ====================================== Questions: What do you think about Ethan? Should Zoey tell Tyler about his dad? And...

Why did Xandros seem to hate Ethan so much, and why was Ethan so calm in the face of hostility? ***********************************

Ethan nodded, plastering a smile on his lips. “Absolutely,” he said, trying not to sound annoyed but I could see through him easily. He was never a fan of Connie; he found her loud and annoying. He was glad when I returned home from Monstro without her. “Thanks,” Tyler said in return, not picking up on Ethan’s angst. “It’s nice to meet you, by the way. I’m Tyler. Connie’s mate.” They shook hands. “Beta Ethan,” Ethan introduced. “I’ll bring your stuff to a guest room.”

I inwardly murmured to myself. Ethan had a tattoo on his back. Right across his shoulders were medium- sized horizontal wings. They looked a little Goth and almost Greco-Roman in their black inked starkness. I loved the quote underneath the wings. No more yielding but a dream. I saw it in the shower when he turned to get the soap.

“That so? Looks like he’s improving faster than your handwriting.” Ethan gasped dramatically. “My handwriting is perfect!” Reid raised an eyebrow. “Your ‘E’ looks like a drowning worm.” Ethan pressed a hand over his heart, scandalized. “Uncle! Worms don’t drown! They swim!” “That’s not..” Reid sighed, defeated. “Sure. They swim. Whatever you say.” Ethan giggled at his expression. The sound was too sweet for Reid’s heart to handle. They talked. About dinosaurs.

] Madelyn read the message and replied: [No need, it's not that cold. After she sent her message, Ethan did not reply. Madelyn sent another message to him: [I've just finished my classes. I'll be going back first.] Ethan replied: [Why so early today? I'll have the chauffeur pick you up.] Madelyn wrote: [Mhm, right after I received my textbooks and finished my entrance exams, school was already over. I also met up with Forrest to have a meal.] Ethan's gaze while staring at the phone deepened. He replied with a single word: [Okay.]

Vhan looked at her, "What should you reply to his text?" Xyneth sighed, "There's no need for you to reply it. Thank you." Vhan nodded before he smile, "My pleasure, I'm always here to help you when it comes to technologies. I'll always lend you a hand." Xyneth smiled making Yves tsked at what Vhan said. END OF CHAPTER 62

--- Tyler, as soon as he sees me, puts his tablet aside and comes running into my arms. Therein lies the main reason I can never forget Ethan. Tyler, which means the one who protects, is the face of his father. He has pulled everything from his eldest, from the blond hair, totally straight, to even the way he walks. No one can say that they are not father and son, the resemblance between them is absurd. Tyler has little things that are similar to me.

"You were the shadow to my light..." Alan Walker’s Faded. Her old ringtone. Heart hammering in her chest, she snatched up the phone, her fingers trembling as she looked at the caller ID. Selene. Her stomach lurched. No. No, no, no. This couldn’t be real. She hesitated before answering, forcing herself to steady her voice. “Hello?” “Ina! Heyy, did you just wake up? Did you forget we were going on a shopping spree today?” Selene’s voice was cheerful, sweet—so innocent, so fake.