Mirrensinclair Stories

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.

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄. ❝𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠, 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞ 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 a sinclair falls for a family friend too late. [ mirren sinclair sheffield x fem!oc ] [ we were liars season 1 ] ➼ inspired by my we were liars desired reality - written by blcwingsmoke_

"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧" ᨐᨓ°•𖤓•°ᨓᨐ 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞- ✍️🏻

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

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

penny sinclair from we were liars in her 20s from when she first met sam. this is an au where she works at an art gallery and sam is old money.

Adelia Sinclair is the only daughter of Angela Sinclair and the older sister of Thomas Sinclair. She was born out of wedlock and unfortunately that meant she was never anything special in the eyes of their grandfather but that doesn't matter, not when she has her liars. Follow the story of Adelia and see just how far our little liar can fly.

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.

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

They've always called me the angel. Not because I was sweet or had beautiful hair or a voice like honey, but because I knew how to keep my mouth shut. I said "please" and "thank you," folded napkins the right way, and kept my shoes clean. I was good at hiding my sadness behind good posture and polite silence. I was the daughter who made everything easier. Mirren never really forgave me for that. Being 'the good one' wasn't a badge of honor; it felt more like a gag. It meant I had to stay quiet at dinner, grin when I didn't want to, and get praised for doing what nobody even asked of me. Elizabeth always thinks of others. Elizabeth sets a good example. Elizabeth helps hold the family together. It felt more like being on display, like I was trapped in a glass box. Mirren saw it, but she didn't know how to break the glass without hurting both of us. Our last fight before summer wasn't even really a fight. Just the two of us at home. Mirren tried to break the script. She really did. She wasn't wrong for trying. I watched her, wanting to be her and hating her just for being herself. But I still braided her hair when she asked, still snuck cherry popsicles from the fridge for her after curfew, and forgave her every time she spat out words that tasted like jealousy and loneliness. Because she was my sister, and I didn't know how to exist without her. Because I was the angel-and angels are supposed to love unconditionally. They don't tell you that when you're the golden one, people stop asking if you're happy. They just assume you are The angel child. Perfect. Polished. Unbroken. But now, there was no one left to know the truth. No one to whisper, I see you in the quiet. No one to say, You don't have to be this all the time. Just an island full of echoes. And me. Elizabeth Taylor Sinclair. The girl who was too good to grieve out loud.

'𝑊𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐿𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑠' Anastasia , Stassie, Sinclair was the youngest of the liars. The last to join really, once Johnny allowed his younger sister to join. Anastasia was the opposite of her brother, calm, shy and inquisitve. But still held the same boundless energy as Johnny. But this story isn't about family and happy endings. It's about actions and consequences. After summer fifteen, the island wasn't the same again. Clairmont was different. A new modern building scarce of grandma's belongings and grandfather beloved newspaper decorations. The aunts all acted different and when Candence Sinclair comes back to the island on summer 17. Secrets are revealed and the horrific truth of what really happened during Summer fifteen. ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴀʀs

PSA: yes Johnny is the love interest for Cecilia, yes i'm aware he's a gay character but this book will not be mirroring the show/book in the exact way it was written. some things are changed for the sole purpose that this is a FANfiction. just keep that in mind before you hate, much love! Two summers ago, Cecilia Monroe Sutton vanished from Beechwood Island. No explanation. No goodbye. The Sinclairs never spoke of her again - not even the Liars, who once swore she was one of them. Now, the summer after everything burned, Cecilia returns. She walks back into a world still cracked with grief and secrets. She has memory gaps. Cadence and Mirren watch her like a threat. Gat won't look her in the eyes. And Johnny - Johnny remembers everything, especially the part where he let her go. But Cecilia didn't come back for closure. She came back because someone is lying. And the truth is colder than the water that surrounds Beechwood. What happened the summer she left? What really happened the summer they burned? And who decides who belongs - and who gets erased?

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

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.

'✦ 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

«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.»

His Voice Reminded Me Of Sex And Poetry. we were liars © 2025 / kyaaabooo

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.

── 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

❝ 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.