Brittany Raymond and Trevor Tordjman are costars on The Next Step. Sometimes they are together - a couple madly in love but cursed at the best of times. Sometimes they are best friends and can only fantasise that they would ever become anything else. And then there's Jiley - a couple too perfect not to be together - even if this theory is often put to the test. This book is a collection of oneshots about both couples. Expect a ton of feels, occasionally some slight frustration and a lot of laughter. It'll be worth it...

When James reveals a secret to Riley that he's kept for years and years, Riley doesn't know if she's able to adjust to it. Will they pull through? Or will this be the end of Jiley?

Jiley & Trittany OneShots 🥀 Enjoy! ✨

Book 2 of Jiley one shots for each letter of the alphabet

When there's a new girl, James can't help but flirt with them, surprisingly she flirts back. But when James learns why she's at that school and who for, is he able to hide his feelings from her

Just 24 short stories about James and Riley (aka Jiley). Some chapter will deal with mature situation (not necessary sexual situation, but mature/grown up topic), so read with caution, you younger readers ! {No more update.} I hope you will enjoy this because I really enjoy writing those ! - Mery.

This was so wrong, she's from a rival studio, but it just felt so right. I couldn't stop kissing her. It feels like my entire life I've been searching for something, and I've finally found it. I pulled away, rather reluctantly, by only a few centimetres so our foreheads were still touching, and stared at her. Her chocolate brown eyes fluttered open slowly, looking at me with this sense of innocence. "Is everything alright?" She asked softly, worry behind her voice. "I just had to make sure this was real." I whispered, watching a small smile grow on her face. Our lips connected again in a gentle, passionate kiss. "This. Is. So. Wrong." She mumbled in between kisses, as she breathed heavily. "What will everyone think?" She asked, pulling back. "Who cares?" I murmured, feeling the need to have our lips connected again. "Our teams." She whispered as I placed kisses along her jawline. "Screw them." I said, before pulling her in for another kiss, pushing her to lay down across the back seat of my car as I climbed on top. Thats how I got my girlfriend of almost a year. The only problem in our relationship, what if our parents find out?