All Chapters of Ethan Storm’s Dark Awakening : Chapter 241
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Ethan staggered back, his side burning where the claw had grazed him. Pain screamed through him, but he forced himself to breathe, to focus.I can’t keep dodging like this. I have to do something… something else…He looked at the werewolf, towering over him, muscles rippling, teeth glinting.Too strong… too fast… I can’t beat him with just fists. But… maybe I don’t need to. I have the power… I always had it. I just… never used it fully.Ethan’s heart pounded, but slowly, a strange warmth spread through him, a pulse of energy flowing from his chest to his hands, then down to his legs. His muscles tensed not in fear but in control.Focus. Feel it. Control it… I can do this.He lifted his hands, feeling the hum of power running under his skin. The werewolf snarled, tilting its head, amused.“Ah… so you finally found your little spark,” it said, voice low and mocking. “Thought you were done? Thought you had nothing left?”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “I… I have more than you think.”The werewol
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Ethan felt the energy inside him grow warmer. It flowed through his arms, his legs, his chest. It moved like a slow wave, then like a fast one, rising and falling with his breath.For a moment, everything around him became still.The trees.The wind.Even the werewolf.Ethan blinked once.Then again.“I… I can control it,” he whispered.His hands glowed brighter, trembling not with fear now, but with power.Elsa saw the glow from inside the car and gasped. Her hands flew to her mouth. “E-Ethan… your hands… they’re shining… what is… what is happening…?”Her thoughts came fast, stumbling over each other.Is he hurt? Is he burning? Is he… changing? Is this really the Ethan I know? What is this bright light? Why is he glowing like that?She couldn’t look away.The werewolf stepped back one slow step, eyes narrowing. “So… you found something. A spark. A trick.” He tilted his head, sneering. “But tricks will not save you.”Ethan didn’t answer. He only breathed in deeper, and the glow around
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Ethan stood his ground.The werewolf rushed at him again, claws out, teeth bared, snarling. But this time, Ethan did not stumble. He did not shake.He moved smooth. Sure. Like he had trained for this all his life.The energy in his hands flowed like it finally knew where to go.Left strike. Right strike. A burst of light.Each hit made the werewolf slide back more and more.The werewolf growled louder, but Ethan pushed forward. Step by step. He was not the one afraid anymore.The thugs who had been beaten by Ethan earlier watched in shock. Their mouths hung open, bodies trembling.“This… this can’t be real…” one whispered, voice shaking.“You… you didn’t just—” another started, voice faltering.“Is he… human?” a third asked, his hands raised defensively, eyes wide.The werewolf tried to speak again, voice rough with panic.“Impossible… you are not supposed to be strong… not like this!”Ethan didn’t respond. He only took a deep breath, glowing hands tightening, ready for the next strik
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And at that moment, Ethan’s security team arrived after receiving the alert—storming in like a wave of armor and command. Their tactical boots slammed against the floor in perfect sync. Shouts of authority cracked through the air like thunder.“Down! On the ground—now!”“Drop your weapons!”“Team Bravo, secure the west hall! Move!”Six armored guards closed in, weapons raised, movements sharp and precise. They tackled the remaining thugs—slamming them to the floor and cuffing their wrists. A few of the criminals whimpered, terrified.Not of the guards.No—these hardened, cold-blooded criminals trembled because of Ethan.Ethan stood frozen where the werewolf had collapsed—breathing hard, sweat dripping down his temples. Sparks still flickered and crawled across his hands like desperate lightning trying to survive. His body swayed unsteadily.One guard rushed to him immediately. “Sir! Are you injured? Sir—can you respond?”Ethan blinked slowly, like he had just returned from somewhere f
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Ethan’s heart slammed against his ribs.“This… this was all planned,” he whispered, voice shaking.Elsa stared at the headline too, disbelief flooding her face. “They’re saying we stole money? That we ran away?!”A guard stepped closer, voice low. “Sir… they must’ve prepared this in advance. This wasn’t random. They moved fast.”Ethan’s breath hitched. “The attack. The werewolf. The media. All of it… timed.”Elsa’s eyes widened, horror creeping in. “The Bellanos… and the Watsons… they set us up.”Ethan gritted his teeth. “And they almost killed us to finish the story.”Elsa turned toward him, her voice trembling. “Ethan… we have to go. We can’t let them take everything. Nova is your life. Your dream.”He looked at his glowing fingertips, fear tightening his throat. “I don’t even know what I am anymore.”Elsa grabbed his hand, squeezing hard. “You’re Ethan. That’s who.”He met her eyes—and for a moment, he believed her.The team leader stepped forward. “We’ll get you there. Fast. But w
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Elsa’s breath hitched in her throat.Her uncle—the man who tucked her into bed when she was little, who made her breakfast when her parents were absent, who told her she would always have him—was standing on that stage calling her a criminal.Her hands shook so hard she had to grip the wall.“Ethan…” she whispered, voice thin and breaking. “He… he’s really doing this. My uncle… my own family… he sold us out.”Ethan stepped closer, gently placing a steady hand on her shoulder. “Elsa… look at me.”She didn’t. She couldn’t. Her eyes were locked onto the stage where Ron smiled and waved like a hero.Reporters cheered his lies.Elsa’s chest squeezed painfully. “He raised me,” she whispered, tears rising. “He said he would always protect me. But now… he wants me dead?”Her voice cracked on the last word.“Elsa…” Ethan said softly.She wiped at her cheeks, but more tears rolled down. “Why? Why would he do this? I never asked for anything. I never wanted power or money or—”Her knees gave out
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The Bellano family members were overjoyed. They thought only an idiot would short their stock now, and they eagerly took on all the short positions.Hugo’s face was alight with triumph, his old eyes shining like a man who had waited decades for a single victory. “Finally,” he muttered, almost to himself. “That fool… Ethan… finally gone. We can breathe again.”Marco clapped his hands, a broad, satisfied grin splitting his face. “All those months of scheming… and it paid off. Do you know what this means? Every investor, every partner—they’ll bend to us now. No one will dare touch Nova again. Nova is ours.”Parker, standing slightly behind the table, shifted uncomfortably under the weight of their praise. He hadn’t expected to be at the center of this celebration, yet here they were, showering him with gratitude.“El-Elder Hugo, you mean it? We… really did it?” Parker asked, his voice trembling with a mix of disbelief and relief.Hugo waved a hand dismissively. “Did it? Parker, my boy, w
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A ripple of laughter swept through the group. Marco shook his head. “I still can’t believe he thought he could touch us. Did you see the panic in his face when he realized what we’d done?”Vito leaned forward, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Oh, I saw it, Marco. He looked like a child lost in a forest. Pathetic. That’s the thing about people who think they can play us—they always underestimate the Bellanos. Always.”Hugo chuckled, rubbing his hands together. “You know, I almost feel bad for him. Almost. He had some courage, I suppose, charging in like a fool… but courage doesn’t mean a thing when you’re in over your head.”Parker shifted, the weight of their gaze pressing on him. “It… it wasn’t just me. We all—”Marco cut him off with a wave of his hand. “Don’t be modest, Parker. It was your timing, your calm under pressure. You executed it exactly as we needed. Without you? Chaos. With you? Precision.”Vito raised an eyebrow. “Tell me, Parker, did you enjoy it? Watching him s
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The Bellano family eagerly took on every short position they could. Ethan was gone. Elsa was gone. The game was theirs now.Inside the Nova conference hall, Ron Logan stood behind the curtain, gripping his phone tightly—not from fear, but from excitement. His eyes glittered as he stared at the stock chart on the screen.Nova’s share price was falling.Fast.Red numbers cascaded downward like fireworks created just for him.“Five percent down…” he breathed, a small satisfied smirk curving his lips. “Six… seven… eight… Beautiful.”The rush of victory pounded through his veins, sharp and intoxicating. He could hear the faint murmur of the audience gathering in the hall, unaware of the storm about to hit them.Vito, standing nearby, noticed his poised stance and tilted his head with approval. “Everything is going exactly as we predicted,” he said, his voice smooth with smug satisfaction.Ron chuckled, a quiet, predatory sound. “Of course it is. There was never any doubt.”Marco strutted o
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Hugo’s grin broadened. “And Ethan and Elsa… the memory of them? Gone like smoke. No distractions. No interference. Nothing to cloud our view. It’s perfect.”Vito shook his head with a low laugh. “They thought they could play the game, didn’t they? Thought morality and courage could compete with strategy and timing. How quaint.”Ron allowed himself a small chuckle, the sound almost musical. “Quaint. Yes. But I prefer ruthless. Efficiency. Execution. We don’t wait for luck, Vito. We create it. And now… look at the fruits of our labor.”The stock numbers blinked, red and unyielding, cascading downward with a relentless pace. The room seemed to vibrate with the tension and satisfaction of the moment.“Twenty-two percent down,” Ron breathed, barely audible. “They’ll panic any moment now.”Marco leaned in, excitement glittering in his eyes. “Do you want me to release a statement? Just a hint of doubt? Shake the market a little further?”Ron shook his head, calm and precise. “Not yet. Let th