Beechwood Histoires

All-star tennis champion Dallas Ruiz has loathed Johnny Sinclair ever since he caused the downfall of his dad's chocolate shop. When their shared sport forces them into each other's limelight, Dallas realizes he might actually like the reckless fire that shines in Johnny's eyes. Dallas has always loved fire. Until one day it burns too bright, causing Dallas to wish he had stayed in the shadows. [ johnny sinclair x male!oc rivals to lovers in progress, slow updates ] cover by swannluvr © dulcetbrooks 2025

book 2 It's been ten months since Beechwood Academy fell to the ground and rebuilt. There's no sight of the missing student's bodies but everyone knows they're dead, well, everyone but Duncan McCarthy. Duncan refuses to believe his friends just vanished under that pile of rubble, it didn't make any sense. He wasn't going to sleep until he found out exactly what happened and made sense of it. Duncan's clique went from four others to one, and his remaining friend doesn't even speak. Life couldn't get any worse for Duncan so what did he have to lose?

Aurora has always loved Johnny in a sense. It was a given. But Summer Fifteen solidifies everything. Where Beechwood blurs the lines between friendship and love. Where an unknown force of fate manages to pull them together.

'✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮ - 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 Every summer on the island felt the same-lazy swims, salt-stung skin, the same laughter echoing across the rocks. That's how it always was for the Liars But summer sixteen was different. For Ariella Laurent and Johnny Sinclair, it was the summer everything changed. 𝖥𝖱𝖨𝖤𝖭𝖣𝖲 𝖳𝖮 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤𝖱𝖲

Harriet Starford always loved Romance novels, imagine her surprise when a certain Sinclair boy gave her an adventure of her own. However, Harriet should've known that all good stories have to end one day. Johnny Sinclair x OC We Were Liars, Prime Video TV Show This is based on E. Lockhart's story but the Starfords are my invention.

Beechwood Island has always been called magical. The Sinclairs prefer it that way, gilded, perfect, untouchable. But magic has a habit of disguising rot. Before the fires. Before the fractures. Before the end. There was Summer Sixteen. This is not the polished version of the Sinclair story. This is the story of the boy who was given everything, and the girl who was never meant to belong, and how Beechwood began to crack long before anyone smelled smoke.

❛𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐢 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❜ ❛𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞.❜ ── 🐚 '𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤', bella kay. ─────────────────── 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃 has spent every summer on Beechwood Island beside the Liars. For years, 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑 has been her best friend, her safe place, and the one person she's never had to pretend around. Falling in love with him was never part of the plan. Especially when he was never supposed to love her back. ────────────────── 𝑾𝑬 𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑨𝑹𝑺 johnny sinclair x fem!oc

Audrey Wren has spent every summer of her life on Beechwood, a guest of the Sinclair family. A haven made of warm sand, clear sea, and August nights filled with laughter. Until the fifteenth summer. The one she never lived. The one she left behind - silences, unsent messages, and the weight of a loss no one on the island truly understands. Now, a year later, Audrey returns. She returns to the Liars: Mirren, Cadence, Gat, and Johnny Sinclair, the friend who searched for her everywhere for months, never knowing what her silence concealed. But Beechwood is no longer the same. Beneath the golden surface, secrets smolder like embers under the sand. And there is a truth no one dares to look at for too long. As the days drift by in forced smiles and old routines, Audrey finds herself drawn into a slow, relentless bond with Johnny-a taut thread between friendship, unspoken wounds, and a spark that could set everything ablaze. And while a name lingers in the air like an echo-Lydia Cray-Audrey will discover that some lies are only light in appearance. One summer. One secret. And a truth that burns not only houses, but hearts.

«The blood on the boy's hand reminded Miles of the red color he had on his own hands last night. Red was Miles' favorite color, but seeing it in the form of blood on others... Miles wasn't sure how he felt about it.» or «The first time Miles met him, Johnny was beating up a boy named Delgado. Miles couldn't just stand by and watch someone get beaten up, could he? No. So he stopped Johnny... and that was just the beginning.»

charlotte ames came from money. old money. though, that money really never did too much for her. charlotte was born to pure elegance, yet raised until the age of nine by her opioid addicted mother. when everyone has left her behind, only her family's closest friends, the sinclair family, are left. between charlotte ames's golden hair, tall stature, and monumental trust fund, she fits perfectly into the lives of this coastal, cashmere-soft family who spend their summers on their private beechwood island. in fact, she fits in even better with the "liars," cadence, mirren, johnny, and gat. charlotte has spent her years, and especially summers, indulging in sinclair summers, parties, and even skirmish bickerings. she is one of the "american royalty" who live in this perfect, perfect world. well, perfect until you look closer. there was an accident the summer of sixteen. exactly what, charlotte cannot seem to remember, as she does her best to drown herself in pills and flickerings of memories. what she can remember: being desperately in love with johny sinclair; reckless, impossible, and as carved into her as the shoreline. their story has always felt written in salt air and champagne bubbles. but when the lies they've all been telling start to surface, charlotte must untangle the truth from trauma, memory from in-between the pills, and love from legacy. when she returns to the island summer 17, charlotte finds herself in a haunting romance steeped in vintage linen, beach lilies, seashells, and the ache of trying to remember the fire she may have started. charlotte will soon learn beautiful people do terrible things, and old money can't fix burns this deep. season 1 // female oc x johnny sinclair childhood friends to lovers

── 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧' 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 ℐ𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽．．． those three months on beechwood each year had a magic that no one could ever explain in words. summer seventeen held something different none of the liars could place. it could've been fear, anxiety, or maybe even anger, but nobody expected it to be love, especially when it's effects came into place on johnny. johnny sinclair x fem!reader we were liars ©winterslve, 2025

Riptide | We Were Liars From the tortured life of being a Rothschild, to the calming rippled waves of Beechwood, Blair had received a welcome escape from her everyday life every summer since the age of eight. Beechwood was nothing short of magic to her, and the friends she had made through it were no exception. The Liars ; Cady, Johnny, Mirren, Gat, and Blair were inseparable. The Sinclairs had their secrets and flaws, but Blair was a Rothschild ; surely it couldn't get much worse than it already was, right? [What To Expect] We Were Liars Fem OC x Johnny Sinclair Chapter Format Best Friends Friends to lovers [Highest Rankings] #1 in Johnny Sinclair #1 in Cadence Sinclair #1 in We Were Liars #1 in The Sinclairs #1 in Riptide Started : 25th/June/2025 Finished : 7th/February/2026 Edited : (Unedited) EscapeIntoOblivion

❝ And if my wishes came true. It would've been you ❞ gat patil x fem!oc start. 26 feb 2026 finish. - WE WERE LIARS - E. LOCKHEART ©ADORELEMON 2026

Marlowe Wurthington had spent every summer since she was six in Beechwood Island. Home of the Perfect Sinclair family. The Wurthington and Sinclair patriarchs had always been business friends but when their eldest grandchildren were all born within a year of each other that only grew. Every summer the Wurthington family would vacation to France- until they didn't.

She was raised to be perfect. But Beechwood doesn't need perfect. It needs liars. And C.C. Hawthorne has always been the best.

Beechwood Island is where the rich spend their summers. Golden skin, perfect smiles, curated dinners-and secrets too heavy to stay buried. Juliette Maroon wasn't born a Sinclair, but she was one of them. She belonged to the island, to the friendship, to the boy she wasn't supposed to love. Every summer, they returned: Cadence, Johnny, Mirren, Gat-and Juliette. They called themselves the Liars. But one summer, something broke. And then came the fire. Now, the island remembers the smoke. The silence. The missing pieces. But not Juliette. Because some stories get rewritten. And some girls burn too fast to leave a trace. THIS BOOK INCLUDES SPOILERS!! SO IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE SPOILED READ OR WATCH THE BOOK/SERIES!!!!

We Were the Liars. Gat, Mirren, Johnny... and Kaia. Kaia had freckles, red hair, and the boldness of someone who owes nothing to anyone. Johnny had a smile that could tear down any wall. Together, they were a secret that shouldn't exist. But reality doesn't always fit into the perfection of the Sinclairs. And love, sometimes, is a flame that burns too close. Cadence doesn't remember what happened that summer. She only knows that something is missing. And in the silences... she still hears their names. ⸻ 🥀 - I do not own anything from the series We Were Liars, only Kaia and her story.

"No one can know what happened, not even the liars." "Secret will always be safe with me." We Were Liars Johnny Sinclair x Fem OC