Romans & histoires Ethan Percy Jackson

Fear gripped me, squeezing my chest with an iron grip. "I don't need you anymore witch, I am King Ethan the alpha of this pack and I can take care of my people without your stupid powers, I already have Eleanor, she is the key to destroying King Derek. Your service isn't needed anymore" Ethan yelled, Panic surged through my veins, urging me to escape, to flee from the room but it was as if my legs were too heavy for me to carry.

She was rather pale and sitting on the couch. “Wait…” Perrin’s voice was ice. He turned to Deidre, eyes boring holes into her. “Ethan?” Deidre avoided his gaze, fiddling with broken ceramic shards on the small coffee table. His head whipped back to Jason. “Dad… Is Ethan… Dad….” He swallowed hard, as if unable to ask the question. “He’s still a werewolf, Perrin. That we know for sure.” Perrin seemed to let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. His face was not relaxed however. My father looked from Deidre to Jason, as if waiting for something.

Ethan chuckled again “It’s not that simple Frank, I wish it was but it’s not. You took something of mine and I have to do the same” “What?” Frank looked confused now, his brain racking different possibilities but ultimately coming up with nothing, he looked back at Ethan hoping for some clues “What did I ever do to you?” “Jackson” Ethan said simply “You and a pea brained brother pushed Jackson down the hill and broke his bike, I’m not seeking remedy or apologies, I’m all out for revenge” ***

Cecilia carefully acted like she was sad and regretful. Ethan shook his head, stopping Cecilia from speaking. “Don't feel sorry, Celie. Actually, I'm glad you supported Sorcery," said Ethan with a warm smile. “Since I too… am a Sorcerer.” Cecilia widened her eyes. Ethan… was a Sorcerer? How… But the novel...? The young man started to smile happily. “I'm glad that you didn't discriminate against Sorcerers… and I'm glad you accepted Sorcery, even though you're a Saintess, Celie.”

Jett and Grace, my life completely flipped around, they helped me get caught up on school lessons, to the point I am above grade average currently. They gave me the choice to skip a grade next year. I couldn’t be more happy, Elijah and Diane are cuties too, they are going to turn 2 this coming month. I’ve heard the twos and threes are the hardest ages till they hit preteen or teenage years. I can’t help but find myself excited tho. I can’t wait to see what the rest of my life with Jett and Grace brings me, what it’ll look like in the future for me. I hope I make them proud and that I am as successful as them when I get older. I am hoping I am as scary and powerful as Jett. Even though he h

"Rico and his band Jordan and his band Tim and Jerry Pete and Marcus Dylan The Bobbys Sheya and kyle Thomas and Jack Ben Mike Emily and Emma Caramon and Jesse Sivan and Ivan Brian Elliott and his band Julian and Adams Aden and Joe Faya and his band. The Phoebes FLASH and his band CLARK and the SIX..." He stood up having finished, holding the paper out. "This are they people who h-hit me all the time, what with them?" Ethan asked feeling afraid for himself, those people were never to be mess with, the made his punishments even terrible. "Revenge! I want you to cause them pain, make them feel that pain they put you through, make them suffer." He said his face in a scowl.

In truth, there were quite a few among them who had the same thought. Just as Faye was about to speak, Zayn stopped her and spoke with a strange expression, “I’m a little curious. According to you, Ethan is a very impressive man, huh? He still hasn’t arrived, yet all of you are competing to lick his boots.” His words made them all stare at him as if he were a fool. Kevin said, “Do you really not know or are you just pretending? Ethan is the heir to the Zeus Group. He is rich, good-looking, and there’s no telling how many women want him. Do you think he’s like you, an ugly man aspiring for someone that he’s not worthy of?”

As Jack left Amanda's hospital room, his mind raced. He couldn't shake the image of the black scorpion-head watch on Ethan's wrist. It was a rare design, one he had only seen once before. He remembered seeing the same watch a few weeks ago—on the wrist of Hades. The notorious leader of the Hell's Gang. Jack’s throat tightened as he thought about it. Could Ethan Leo, Sasha's lover, actually be Hades? He knew the Leo family was powerful, but this… this was something else entirely. If Ethan was truly Hades, then Sasha was in far deeper than she realized.

On the other side of the Council, which had numerous villas in it, Ethan went through bottles of numerous chemicals on the shelf in his basement until he stopped at one with the label 'wolfsbane'. He took it down and placed it on the table. Then he put on white gloves before taking up the syringe on the table as well and filled it with wolfsbane. “That scum, Hercules, doesn't listen to anyone besides Cleopatra. And Hercules is currently looking for someone with ginger hair. It's wrong for me to assume, but since I saw you running towards the lake near the Council's prison with such fear in your eyes, I couldn't help my curiosity. So I'm going to ask you one last time.” Ethan exhaled and turn

I say to her. “ Yeah, Mommy’re really good at keeping things hidden…” Ethan says. In that moment, his voice sounded a lot like Alaric's... very deep. But when I turn around, I still see my little angel, Ethan, though he looks really upset. I’m unsure of what he could be referring to. “What do you mean, Ethan?” “How long have you known that big man from Pack DarkWood? Alaric?” Ethan’s eyes are laser-focused on my face, like he’s trying to read your expression.