this is the sekund book, read Just an accident - beginning first :)

Y/N is 21 years old and is a chef in a very fancy restaurant located in Stockholm. With her best friends, Vera, Astrid, Nellie and Selma, she has the best time of her life. After the toxic relationship with her ex, she suffers a lot from panic attacks and relationship anxiety. But her friends are always there to support her. When a summer concert by Marcus & Martinus takes place in Stockholm, her life changes in a flash. She finished work early and received free VIP tickets from her boss to celebrate her summer vacation with her friends. But what happend then? Go found out yourself ;) XOXO jadorenne

Y/n lives with her best friend Martinus Gunnarsen, his brother Marcus Gunnarsen, and their friends in an apartment above an old factory. She's in her final year of college and her future looks bright. She has a boyfriend, Jordan, and he's, to put it bluntly, an asshole. Martinus notices this and sends his brother Marcus after her. He has to convince her to dump Jordan. Of course, there's only one way to do this: seduce her. And show her that love can be different. But what will happen if he develops real feelings? My name is Y/n, I'm 20 years old. I live with my good friend Martinus' brother and some other friends in an old factory. It might sound strange, living in an old factory. But after the factory closed, they built large apartments there. Pretty fun. Martinus Gunnarsen has been my best friend since I was about 4. He's 23, and I've been living with him and his parents for a long time... I have no idea who or where my parents are. Martinus and his brother sing together. I think his brother is a bad boy; I bet most people are afraid of Marcus. I have long, wavy brown hair and blue/green eyes. Even though I'm not really small, they often call me "little one." Really annoying! Oh yeah, I have a boyfriend, his name is Jordan, and he's my first true love. He's a bit eccentric and a bit rough, but he can also be very sweet. Martinus doesn't like him, but I think the feeling is mutual... A/n There are some swear words sometimes, some sexually suggestive words. It's not extreme, but still :) Oh yeah, read my other stories too. Enjoy!

This is a love story between Martinus Gunnarsen and Ella Anderson. Martinus moves out of his parents house and hires an appartment on the same floor as Ella. Martinus likes his single life but when he meets Ella he instantly falls in love with her. Does Ella feel the same as him? Or will his fame ruin his chances ? Read to find out!

Y/N is an adopted girl who ran away from her abusive father. She has a bright future and a well thriving career. But what happend with her bio-family? Why did they gave her up? And what will happen when she finds them? Who are they? Marcus and Martinus are well-know twins but what happens if they find out that they are actually triplets? Will they find their lost sibling ? And will they find out why their triplet is no longer in there life? Will they reunite? Read to find out!

"i do still hate you." i said as i grab her and kiss her again.

You Are Y/n u are 20 and the twins Marcus&Martinus are 23, you have been a fan of them for a while now and finally go to their concert again after a few months. How wil the journey continue??

Das ist einer andere Version von „Just one night", kein zweiter Teil! Lisa und Martinus haben sich vor drei Jahren kennengelernt und Lisa ist schwanger, nach einer Nacht an die sich beide nicht mehr wirklich erinnern können. Lisa informiert Martinus in einem Brief darüber, da er sich nicht gemeldet hat, aber es kam nie eine Antwort. Sie zog die Kinder alleine groß, bis nach 3 Jahren, er vor ihrer Tür steht und er wieder Teil ihres Lebens sein möchte. Wird nicht so lang wie die andere, hoffe sie gefällt euch trotzdem :)

the one where Martinus is actually a fuckboy, but still has the hope to land with her

There was a certain kind of chaos that followed Martinius around like a shadow. Maybe that's why I couldn't stand him. Or maybe it was the way everyone always laughed a little too hard at his jokes. Like he was the sun, and the rest of us were just orbiting around him. We were both the kind of people who lit fires just to feel the heat - but mine were reckless, and his were charming. Same friend group. Same parties. Same inside jokes. And still, every time he walked into the room, something in me flared - and not the good kind. He said I was "too much." I said he was "too perfect." But when the lines between hate and something else start to blur... That's when things get dangerous.