Johnnysinclair Stories

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

( 🐚 ) ,, 𝗠𝗔𝗬𝗕𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗗𝗔𝗬 ۶ৎ 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘩𝘯𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 Beechwood Island had never been just any place. It was a private island off the coast of Massachusetts where it was always summer, contested between the Sinclairs and the Whitmores: two wealthy families once allies, now enemies. They were expected to excel in everything, from their genes, which had to be perfect, to their grades in school, to the sports they were required to take and in which they were expected to excel, to even controlling their emotions. The liars-the Sinclairs' eldest granddaughter, Cady, and her faithful friends-thought there was something magical about that island. They considered it a summer retreat from the distant world where their family dramas unfolded, amidst privilege and hidden secrets. On the other hand, however, the heirs of the Whitmore line found it all simply squalid. That was why Jennifer hated the Sinclair family, and a little bit of her own, too. But if there was anyone she hated more than anyone else, and was determined to stay far away from, it was Johnny Sinclair. He was too perfect, too spoiled, too self-centered, too full of himself, and as much as it pained her to admit it... too handsome. But when a family tragedy forces her to break her promise to stay away from liars, especially Johnny, Jennifer finds herself having to deal with unexpected feelings that certainly shouldn't have happened. jonny sinclair x fem oc!

❝ you're the only girl that i have ever wanted. ❞ Eloise Young has lived her whole life in the eye of fame, the child of Hollywood royalty. So when she falls for rising actor Joseph Zada, the attention doesn't scare her, at least, not at first. Joseph has only ever loved one person: Eloise. He intended to keep it that way. The day she brought lunch to her father on set, he was captivated, absolutely enchanted by her presence. Two months later, they were in love. At eighteen, they were both just beginning their lives, but in completely different worlds. Eloise was a college student in Los Angeles, chasing her English degree, while Joseph was a rising star, landing movie after movie. It didn't matter, they always made it work. Completely and utterly in love, distance and busy schedules couldn't break them. They always found a way. Until they don't. By 2025, Joseph had become a major actor, while Eloise was still grinding through college. His filming schedule meant he was constantly in and out of California, leaving them barely enough time together to feel like a real couple. Then came the news: Joseph had been cast as young Haymitch, a role that required him to spend the entire summer in Spain. Eloise couldn't handle it. She made a choice that would haunt them both, a decision that wasn't just a breakup, but one that left Joseph filled with resentment. Towards her. When memories of what they once shared refuse to fade, Eloise and Joseph are pulled back into each other's lives. The feelings they tried to bury resurface, testing their hearts and the lives they've built apart. As they confront what they once lost, they can't help but wonder: could this time be better than before? ©𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞

The Blackwoods were the definition of American Royalty. Never a toe out of line, never a corset too loose, never ever caught of guard. Aurelia Blackwood was no exeption. She was sugar, elegance and expensive champagne. All she had ever known was perfection. From the day she was old enough to sit at the Blackwoods dinner table she was taught all their rules. Never question elders. Always look your best. Never let out a secret that isn't yours to tell. And never, ever let your guard down. That was until summer 7. When she met the liars, before they were complete. Family isn't always blood. And Aurelia is about to find out that family, blood or not can never be perfect. No matter how hard they try.

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.

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 The Sinclairs #1 in Riptide #1 in WWL Started : 25th/June/2025 Finished : (Ongoing) Edited : (Ongoing) EscapeIntoOblivion

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 ] © dulcetbrooks 2025

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.

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.

Johnny sinclair x boy oc Me and johnny have been friends since we were 8 but something changed in the way he looked at me Will be uploding a new part everyday👍

Johnny Sinclair Haymitch Abernathy Joseph Zada I will do both male and female readers, and non romantic readers too. I will not write smut at the moment, in the future maybe. I will do request and my own ideas

penny sinclair's internal monologue during the scene from we were liars when her sister was shipping her with salty dan

( . 📽.ᐟ ) 𝙄𝙏'𝙎 𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙃𝘼𝙑𝙀 𝘼 𝙁𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙉𝘿 ⸻ 𝑗𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ 𝑧𝑎𝑑𝑎 Dylan should never have accepted the role of Ruby Sharks in "We Were Liers." Not so much because she didn't like the role, but because, after the sudden breakup with her ex, she knew she would find solace either in acting or in her old childhood friend: Joseph Zada. She doesn't yet know that the summer of 2025 will be the one in which she will rediscover love. And not just for her but for both of them 𝐽𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑝ℎ 𝑍𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑥 𝑓𝑒𝑚 𝑜𝑐 ©-priscillasdream // 2025

Johnny Sinclair never planned on coming to the Outer Banks. After a tragic summer on Beechwood Island, all he wants is quiet, distance, and the illusion of normal. But the Outer Banks is anything but quiet-and Rafe Cameron is a storm waiting to happen. Cold stares turn into late-night conversations. Casual touches become something more. And Johnny finds himself caught in a dangerous tide-between who he was, and who Rafe is daring him to become. Secrets burn. Boys lie. And some tides never recede. Welcome to the Outer Banks. Nothing is what it seems.

In the mythical land where it was always summer, there were 2 family- Sinclair vs. Kennedy. It had always been like that, A deal made centuries ago. There is an old belief, Shakespeare wrote Romeo and Juliet about the Sinclair's and the Kennedy's. A tale of tragedy. Arabelle Kennedy thought that was a bunch of bullshit. Rivalries are bullshit, that's why Arabelle and Richard Kennedy sneaked away after hearing the laughs of summer 8, that's when they become the core 6. The Liars, as they were nicknamed.

'✦ 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

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

❝ 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.

It was storming outside right before Midnight. Hawkins sky was colored in a dark grey. Amelia Jasmine Wheeler didn't notice the storm at first. She was too busy tearing apart her bedroom. Drawers yanked open, books tossed aside, clothes scattered across the floor. Her suitcase lay half-packed on the bed. "Where is it?" she muttered under her breath, her sticking on her forehead as she dropped on her kness to look under the bed. "Where the hell is it?" Her passport wasn't on her desk. Not in the shoebox under her bed. Not slipped between book on her shelf. Not anywhere. She sat back on her heels and let out a shaky breath. The trip was in two days and she needed the passport. Lightning snaked across the sky. Something fluttered to the floor next to her shoe. a handful of papers she must have knocked loose from the downstairs drawers earlier. Amelia frowned , picking them up, thinking they were old receipts or house bills Karen had stuffed everywhere. But the first page wasn't a bill. It wasn't even adressed to her parents. Her eyes trailed over the words slowly at first...then faster...then not at all, because suddenly she forgot how to breath. STATE OF INDIANA - ADOPTION RECORD Child's Name: Amelia Jasmine Wheeler Date of Birth: -