Why Does 'Johnny Tremain' Join The Sons Of Liberty?

Three women, three brothers, a single, crumpled dollar bill. Alina’s world shatters the moment she’s auctioned off—and claimed by the powerful Hawthorne brothers. Thrown into Adrian Hawthorne’s cold, dangerous world, she becomes his to control… his to protect… and, terrifyingly, his to desire. He’s ruthless, possessive, and hiding secrets that could destroy them both. But the deeper she falls into his world, the harder it becomes to tell if she’s his prisoner—or something far more dangerous. Because the Hawthorne brothers don’t just take. They keep. Viviane has spent her life surviving, so when Julian Hawthorne “buys” her freedom, she knows better than to trust it. Men like him don’t save people—they collect them. But Julian isn’t as simple as he pretends to be, and the deeper she’s pulled into his world, the more dangerous it becomes to walk away. Especially when she realizes she might be the only thing he’s ever been willing to fight for. Lena doesn’t belong to anyone—and she intends to keep it that way. Brilliant, guarded, and hiding more than anyone suspects, she enters Lucien Hawthorne’s world on her own terms. But Lucien doesn’t play fair, and he doesn’t let go. When her past comes crashing back, Lena is forced to face the one thing she’s been running from: trusting someone who could destroy her… or save her. Three women. Three choices.Stay. Fight. Or burn it all down. Because being sold was only the beginning.

A plane crash had orphaned her... he too, shared the exact same fate. However, his misfortune was all her father’s doing.She was at the young age of eight when he, who was ten years older, brought her to the Tremont Estate. She thought this kind gesture came from the good will of his heart. Little did she know, it was for retribution.For ten years, she had always thought that he hated her. He was gentle and benevolent to the world, but never towards her…He forbade her from calling him ‘brother’. She could only call him by his name - Mark Tremont, Mark Tremont, over and over again till it was ingrained deeply in her head...

** Trigger Warnings - this is a DARK werewolf/vampire bullyboy romance book, featuring non-con/dub-con, gaslighting, violence, and a range of very kinky group sex bxg and bxb, sounding, masochism, bondage, BDSM, Daddy-Dom, and more ** I know a secret. I wonder if you know it too? Havermouth is in the grips of the Van Helsings, and the Triquetra, Talen and Aislen have become separated. Talen and Heath are searching for their three missing mates, whilst Rhett and Cameron are discovering just what August has been up to. None of Aislen's mates know that she's been taken prisoner by the Van Helsing's torturer, Sparrow. Sparrow is on a mission, and he plans to use Aislen to find Meguitte. Things don't stay quiet in Havermouth, and the explosions at the school didn't just free the pack from the Van Helsings. Every war needs a rebellion, and the Van Helsings are about to get one.

Wild, unrestrained, and ruthless. A dangerous man you wouldn't wish to encounter. Keyller Rafe Hayes bestowed the title Earl of Ulster at a young age, but experienced downfall at 18. His entire family, together with the butlers and all the staff in the palace was mercilessly killed on the day of his birthday. War broke out and rebels succeeded in forcing Keyller to escape and left the place he called home. The tragedy has caused Keyller to become as merciless and cold as ice. He lost interest in the opposite sex because his family's killers were women. He tracked down the people behind the murder of his entire family to avenge them but instead, he found Foedus-a secret organization where he found help and allies. Could Foedus be his way to take back what is his mine? or it is the reason that will force him to put himself inside a body bag?

When my father asked me to choose between the two Lewis brothers I had grown up with to get married to, I chose Joseph Lewis. He was the man I had secretly loved for 13 years. But on the day of our wedding, his stepsister, Jessica Lewis, leaped off the rooftop of the hotel. She left behind a letter written in blood, blessing Joseph and me with a lifetime of love and happiness. It was only then that I learned that the two of them had been secretly in love for years. At the wedding, Joseph lost control in front of everyone, declaring that he would no longer be concerned with any worldly affairs. I was left standing helplessly in place. For the rest of his life, he lived in guilt, keeping vigil beside Jessica's grave. I resented his deceit, yet stubbornly clung to our marriage, and we tormented each other for years. This went on until we were kidnapped one day. To save me, he perished together with the kidnappers. Before he died, he looked at me and said, "Evelyn, it was wrong of me to keep it from you. But now that both Jessica and I are gone, that should settle the debt, shouldn't it? If there's a next time, don't choose me again." Then, I reopen my eyes to see that I have returned to the day when my father asked me to choose my fiance. This time, I will firmly choose his elder brother, Theodore Lewis.

When my mother asked me who I wanted to marry, this time, I chose none of them. Instead, I decided to go to the Northwest and serve my country. In my previous life, both my childhood friend, once a captain, and my educated fiancé courted me. I had feelings for both. But while I was still struggling to decide who I wanted as my husband, both accidentally ingested something. In a dazed state, I spent a chaotic night. After that, my parents asked one of the men to marry me. On the wedding day, the first love in both their hearts, the woman they had always truly loved, found out the truth. Out of spite, she accepted a local thug’s proposal. After marrying him, she was forced to give birth to ten children, one after another, until she died tragically. After her death, both men grabbed me by the throat and asked, “Why did she have to die such a miserable death, while you’re still alive and well?” They strangled me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when my childhood friend and my fiancé had been drugged.