"You know, maybe I could just go for Cassie!" Rafe yelled out to a lonesome JJ walking away. He turned and tackled Rafe to the ground, pinning him, "If you every so much touch a hair on her head, I will kill you. You hear me? Don't ever even look at her, you pig. Keep her beautiful name out of your filthy mouth." So maybe there was one person that JJ loved more than anything and it was her.

Nick Leister was the storm she never saw coming. Gabriella 'Hunter' Morgan had always lived in the shadow of her twin, quiet where her sister was loud, careful where she was wild. She was the calm to her sister's chaos, constantly compared, always overlooked. But everything changes when Gabriella is uprooted from the life she knows and forced to move in with her new stepfather. There, she meets Nick, a boy with a past, a temper, and a smile that's more dangerous than any secret he keeps. She knows she should stay away. But wanting him feels like an addiction she can't shake. And some love stories? They burn before they bloom.

in which, she falls for her stepbrother. my fault: london nick leister x fem!oc

Olivia wasn't always afraid of cars, she used to love them. But after a crash which killed her best friend, she never stepped into the driver seat again. That was until she moved to London with her mom Ella and sister Noah. Nick × OC ♡ Mature content ♡

Upon Noah's arrival, Nick will also get to meet the girl Jenna & Noah calls their best friend. After many times of being present in the same location and not meeting, Noah's arrival will change that. Nick will finally see who they say is similar to him, but will he hate her or love her? Will he get on her mind or will she be on his? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Based off My Fault: London, however parts will be changed for the purpose of this story. The original story line is credited to it's rightful owners. Warnings: Swearing, Drinking, Mentions of Blood and Violence.

These are just some Yn x JJ Maybank imagines. If you guys have any suggestions feel free to comment them or message me privately! I have a few other stories that you could read if you would like to. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my work!

(BOOK THREE) "𝐁𝐞𝐞?" "𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." it's the feeling of reuniting with your boyfriend you haven't seen in like a month. that feeling of absolute dread not being by his side, not knowing if he made it after he got knocked off the boat... but something feels off. it's that feeling of being held captive by a boy who tried to kill you, your friends, and your brother. the son of the one who so-called murdered your father. your father... who just so happens to actually be alive. but do you really think you can create a bond with the man who never told you that you were his, or will he just be too worried about gold than caring about his own children? that's the life of willow bradshaw.

(BOOK TWO) "𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞." "𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲..." in a world where willow bradshaw loses her brother, she must also comfort her grieving friends as she grieves as well. not too long after, she finds out her brother is still alive. her run ins with the kooks isn't over and one night they barge in out of nowhere. her brother in jail? her friends resenting her for something she said while depressed? her boyfriend seeming to be the only one who can keep her from going into the deep end. tragedy strikes again at the most unexpected time.

(BOOK ONE) "...𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰.." "𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." willow bradshaw was a pogue, born and raised. she was the type of girl to either be high, drunk off her ass, or simply both. she hung around the kooks after she left the pogues behind, being that it was something different. she hated being labeled as a pogue; a nobody. her mother always had something cruel to say to her, which willow grew strong and began to zone it all out. wasn't long before she was taken advantage of by a kook, resulting in her falling back into her ways and coming back to the friends she had amongst her label. they welcomed her with open arms, except for one pogue; jj maybank. he despised her for treating her own kind so foul, but it wasn't long before he found out why.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.