Ethan Dolan fanfics

Confined (pt.1 of 2)

NOT MINE! Full credit to @episkygrant on tumblr and edited by me. This is by far in my top favorite Ethan Dolan imagines I've read, so I hope you guys will like it too.

Summary: Ethan is a demon who drags Y/N down to hell, keeping her as his prisoner.

Warnings: Talks of religion, swearing, smut, possibly angst (?), probably no fluff but if there is it'll be in a minimal amount.

😈😈😈

It was a bright, sunny day. Not a cloud in the sky as Y/N departed from the church that faithful Sunday morning. She was walking with her parents towards their car when her mother turned around and gave her daughter a polite smile. "Y/N, sweetheart, would you mind going to the grocery store to fetch a carton of milk? We're almost out."

Y/N nodded and turned around on her heels, not before bidding her parents a "See you later" as went on her merry way to the convenience store. As she carried the carton of milk, she passed by the newspapers and one of the articles caught her eye. She stopped in her tracks and pulled out the paper. Everyone in the store minded their own business as she read on.

'MULTIPLE YOUNG GIRLS MYSTERIOUSLY DISAPPEARED IN NEARBY TOWNS!

Many reports are coming in from local witnesses and family members of victims that a numerous of young ladies, mostly between the ages of sixteen to twenty years old, have gone missing without a trace of possible whereabouts. Authorities are warning parents to keep a close eye on their children, especially their daughters, as they are the targeted individuals of this unusual occurrence. However, the strangest part of these disappearances is the one factor that ties them all together: they have all been reported to have gone missing on Sunday. Police are currently investigating the situation and are even considering sending out search parties in the area.'

Y/N couldn't read on anymore. Her body trembled in fear. Are my parents aware of this? If so, why would they send me out alone, knowingthat girls my age are going missing? You thought. Y/N sighed and walked up to the counter.

The clerk gave Y/N a wary look as he scanned the milk. "Please be careful on your way home, darlin'." The old man advised as he gave her the change. "Many youthful ladies like yourself are vanishing into thin air."

That didn't help her anxiety at all. Nodding her head in assurance, Y/N departed from the store, making her way back home. She tried to not let her mind linger on the disappearances while not be too naïve about her surroundings. As she walked past her church, she couldn't help but hear a soft meow from behind her. Turning around, she gasped at the sight of a cat stuck in a tree, its paws holding onto the branch for dear life. She quickly set the bag containing the milk down on the ground and reached upwards, standing on her tiptoes to get to the frightened cat.

"It's okay. I won't hurt you." Y/N cooed, her hands grazing the soft black fur of the cat.

The pupils in the cat's eyes suddenly turn into slits as it let out an ominous growl. Y/N yelped and stood back. Her eyes widen in horror at the sight of the black cat transforming into something that couldn't possibly be human. The "cat" began to growl along with its legs, head, and claws, taking the form of what looked like a man - an oddly beautiful man. Y/N gazed at his fair skin, brown-ruffled hair, and the attractive stubble growing on his face. His eyes were a light brown and he stood tall and lean. His shirtless chest displays his built figure. The man approaches Y/N. She wanted nothing more than to run away, but she was frozen to the ground with shock.

Finally, she sputtered out, "W-Who are you?" The man smiled, a rather creepy-looking smile. His deep, dark voice hummed, "Your worst nightmare, Angel."