The Brothers Hawthorne Kindle Novels & Stories

He still held her close, but she felt the distance between them span like a vast abyss. "Hey." She tugged his coat, catching his attention. "Don't shut me out like that. I believe you about the past, but my father spent his life changing how the Brotherhood works, and Damien's carried on that legacy. This isn't the Brotherhood you know. Damien has" She puzzled over the right word. "He has a soft heart. He's all exterior roughness, but there's gold inside him, like you. Jason" She paused again, finally realizing the dichotomy of her brothers for the first time. "Jason acts like a sarcastic teddy bear. But deep down, he's all steel." It wasn't that he was a stone-cold killer, but he wouldn't h

“You’d be surprised what I read. This one is my favorite.” I pulled my blanket tighter around me, watching him. “Okay then, Mr. Literature. Tell me what it’s about.” He leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on his knees. “Well, it’s about three brothers. They’re all different. One is all about reason, one is impulsive and the last one is religious. Their father is a mess, he's selfish and cruel, and… well, things spiral from there. It’s about faith, guilt, morality, love, all of it. Dostoevsky just… he makes you feel like you’re inside their heads.”

The day of her supposed date with Julian, Lena woke up with two things she hadn't gone to bed with: a first edition of One Hundred Years of Solitude with a coffee ring on the dust jacket, which was not her copy and which she had apparently taken home in her bag by accident from school, and a text from an unknown number. You chose the wrong brother to be with. She stared at it for a long time. Then: Don't worry. He'll figure it out, too.

“No! But he has kissed me. He’s a bit…intense…when he does.” “That would be that alpha energy.” She winked. I blushed again and opened one of my two trunks that has a false bottom. I pulled out the books for her to read and put the other four back in its place. “This is the story of five brothers. All successful and all are CEOs of their own company. I think you will like it. Especially the one about the brother with a law firm.” I said with a grin. “I can’t wait!” She said jumping as she dropped the books in her tote bag.

His voice didn't have any form of humour or sarcasm in it, I turned to face him. “Huh?” I asked, wearing a confused smile so I don't seem foolish to another brother. “Anything you need to get to Justin, ask me. If it requires using my name, my body, anything at all… You can use me.” Okay… can someone tell me why my brother-in-law is offering himself as a human shield all of a sudden? And seriously, why did he ever think about that? My eyes go endlessly around random objects in the study, trying to avoid his eyes. I gave a polite nod and opened the door.

His question landed wrong, ignoring mine. I tightened my fingers around the glass. “What?” “My brother,” he said. “Is he… what you wanted?” I swallowed. “Yes, he's kind, lovely and softhearted.” He tilted his head, barely. “Really? If what you say is true then my brother has really changed a lot.” The space between us shrank. He stepped closer. I stayed frozen on the spot. “You think he saved you,” he murmured. “Pulled you out of whatever hole you were in.”

Nathanial began, "this is your uncle, Elijah Hawthorne." My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight of the man before me. Elijah Hawthorne, the estranged brother of my mother, had been a shadowy figure in family lore—a powerful werewolf with a dark past, who had vanished years ago under mysterious circumstances. Elijah stepped forward, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that was both reassuring and unnerving. "Emily," he said, his voice deep and resonant, "it's time we talked." I nodded, still trying to process the revelation. "Uncle Elijah," I began, "why did you come back now?"

I shook my head again but the reality settled over me like a slow tide. I thought of her. Not the woman beside me last night, but the one who had haunted me for almost a year. The one I had seen on the most painful day of my life. The memory of that day was burned into my mind, refusing to fade. It had been the most devastating moment of my life—the day I lost my brother.

Chapter 186 The Delwunco name had been written in blood for far too long. Now, in the fading twilight of an empire, two men stood on opposite ends of a silent room, Ruben and Ken, brothers who had once sworn to destroy each other, bound now by scars deeper than flesh. The old warehouse smelled of dust and rust, the ghosts of their past watching from every shadow. Ken leaned against the cracked pillar, his shoulders heavier than Ruben had ever seen them. His face was older, not just in years but in grief.

He took a sip from his glass cup before he spoke"You reopened the charge?" "I did" she answered, showing no regrets for what she had done. "After leaving for years you finally show up to reopen a case that doesn't have anything to do with you?" He voiced out. Even though he tried his best not to act annoyed, he couldn't hide it. "Hardy was my brother" Bella spat in anger. "The same brother you didn't want to have anything to do with?" "Don't act like the holy one. The darkness in this family at that time was consuming and you know it"