ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴋɪꜱꜱ.. ..ᴏʜ, ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐌𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐒, Aphrodite, the goddess of love and sex, is portrayed as jealous and vengeful toward mortal women who rival her in beauty or attract attention from the wrong men (especially her favorites). None of us believed in curses, not really. But when Madison Roseanne Fisher stepped off the boat that summer, all sun-kissed skin, big beautiful blue eyes and a hat bigger than her head was, we should've known something was going to happen. She was too beautiful. The kind of girl boys fall for fast, and girls grow to hate. Johnny Sinclair, my cousin, looked at her like he already loved her. And maybe that, that right there, was the curse. Not a spell or a myth. Just what happens when a girl like Madison is loved too much, too quickly, on an island like this.

Welcome to the Harrington family. We are honest. Hardworking. Faithful to our morals. And successful. We live-at least in the summer-on a private island off the coast of Massachusetts. The Harringtons are tall, athletic, and attractive. Old-money Democrats, passionate about sports, with an immense need to present themselves as a united family. The Harringtons have wide smiles, square jaws, blond hair, and sun-kissed skin. All of them, except me. Note: This story is a We Were Liars fanfiction.

❝ Everyone on Beechwood has secrets. Athena Beaumont is the kind they never saw coming. ❞ A haunting summer. A dead brother. And the boy she was never supposed to fall for. Sixteen-year-old Athena Beaumont returns to Beachwood Island after years away-older, quieter, and carrying the weight of her twin's death. Once a childhood guest, now a ghost with a pulse, she finds herself pulled back into the orbit of the Sinclairs: perfect houses, perfect lies, and the Liars who remember her too well. At the center is Johnny Sinclair-all golden grin and sharp edges. The boy Athena once swore she hated. The boy she's starting to see too clearly. But the deeper Athena is pulled into the Sinclair web, the harder it becomes to tell love from loyalty... or survival from sacrifice. And when one reckless idea turns into a spark that sets everything ablaze, Athena will have to decide: Save herself. Or burn with them. A searing, addictive tale of first love, family poison, and the wildfire we'll walk into for the ones we can't let go.

"What do you mean there is nothing going on with between us" "The both of you keep eye fucking each other" Johnathan Sinclair x Female oc We Were Liars 2025

When Gat brings his cousin, Maya Lark, to Beechwood Island for the first time, it's the beginning of Summer 20 - a version of events where there was no fire, no accident, and Harris Sinclair isn't a racist. Maya is pulled into the golden, fractured world of the Liars: long days, late nights, secrets humming beneath the sunlit surface. But it's Johnny Sinclair who catches her attention - all bright smiles and effortless charm, a boy who burns like the sun and never seems to dim. Until he does. Because behind Johnny's light is something darker: anger, jealousy, shame - and a quiet belief that he doesn't deserve to be loved. Especially not by someone like her. Maya can feel herself falling, slowly but inevitably. But the question isn't just will she stay when he goes dark - it's will he even let her?

On Beechwood Island, everything gleams. The sun on the water, the crisp white of the Sinclair houses, the perfect smiles of perfect families. I've known Johnny Sinclair my whole life - or at least, the version of him that summers here: charming, sharp-tongued, golden. The boy who lives for July Fourth bonfires, for cannonball splashes off the dock, for teasing me about my hair when it frizzes in the salt air. We are the children of old money. We are the products of privilege and tradition. We are beautiful liars, all of us. And yet, when the cracks start to show - in the family, in the friendships, in the island itself - Johnny's the only one who looks me in the eye and sees me for real. Maybe that's why I never saw the disaster coming.

Julia Parks was not rich and had no important family name, or status to uphold or a stern grandfather to please, what she did have were parents in whose eyes she never seemed to be able to do anything right and she was friendless for as long as she could remember. But everything changes when her parents are invited to Beechwood itself, by Harris Sinclair, when her father gets a job in the famous man's company and Julia's whole life changes when she meets the Sinclair children, Mirren, Cadence and Johnny and Gat, who was not a Sinclair, but a long time friend of the cousins. Julia does not know how to deal with her new status, and does not know if she wants to learn, because her parents only seem to have become worse and stricter, since they came to the island. Johnny Sinclair is a rich boy, with a status to uphold, with an absent and terrible father and a mother who does everything to uphold it. Johnny loves to party, drink and hang out with his friends and is excellent at tennis. But underneath all that happy persona, is a broken boy, who is afraid that he is a bad person and is convinced that he will end up in hell, because of what he has done and can never talk about it with his mother, because that does not belong in the Sinclair name, so Johnny does everything he can to ignore and suppress his problems and simply pretend that they do not exist, which of course makes it all worse and he sometimes does not know who he is and who he wants to be, but that all changes when Julia arrives and he realizes that he may not be as alone as he thinks. But the two will never be simple, or self-evident, because of their families and the two different worlds they come from, but they will do everything they can to make it work, but everything seems to be going against them, and not with them, it seems as if even fate is working against them. Trigger Warnings for this book: self harm, panic attacks, abuse, suicidal thoughts, drugs, alcohol, alcohol addiction

𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘚𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴, 𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘞𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝙒𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙁𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

the life and times of the artistically talented & whimsical virginia curtis. / written by gena dallas winston x fem!oc completed. ( the outsiders au!canon divergence ) ─── 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 | ©-𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞

❝ trust them. I tell myself. they'll help you.❞ ╰┈➤ on march 3, 1969 the united states navy established an elite school for the top one percent of its pilots. its purpose was to teach the lost art of aerial combat and to ensure that the handful of men who graduated were the best fighter pilots in the world. they succeeded. today, the navy calls it fighter weapons school, the flyers call it: 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐆𝐔𝐍 ╰┈➤quinn miller call sign 'siren' is a 23 year old fighter pilot struggling with the death of her fellow pilot and friend, one day she gets called into her commanders office with her best friend and radar intercept officer axis and told they are going to topgun the school where only the top 1% of pilots go. while quinn is there she meets a certain handsome cocky pilot who just catches her eye. can this cocky pilot with the help of axis and goose help siren get over the death of her friend? will they form a long lasting relationship? ╰┈➤i only own the characters i've created all rights go to the original creators and actors of top gun 1986. ╰┈➤lowercase intended ╰┈➤disclaimer: this fan fiction contains foul language,possible sexual references, ptsd and grief so if any of this triggers you i'd advise not for you to read! ||𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃-𝟏𝟐𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑|| || 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃-𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒|| #1 in top gun #1 in courteney cox #1 in planes #1 in tomcruise #1 in iceman #1 in axis #1 in pilots #1 in pete mitchell #1 in flying #3 in aviator #5 in maverick