Willoughbytucker Stories

The Daughters of Cain series is basically just the Ethel Cain story if it was told through multiple books rather than songs THIS IS STILL WORK IN PROGRESS AS OF RIGHT NOW ITS JUST THE INTRO CUZ ITS 1 AM AND IM TIRED. I'm probably gonna make 4 of these (Willoughby Tucker I'll Always Love You, Preacher's Daughter, Preacher's Wife, and Mother of a Preacher) and I'll try my best to go in chronological order but as we all know it's kinda confusing Sorry if this is updated inconsistently, I'm not really that active on here but like, I'll try I guess To sum it all up, this series is just the story of Ethel Cain told through writing rather than song along with filling all the holes that the albums left and just trying to make everything make sense All of the information that is confirmed is either straight from Hayden's music, from the Wiki, or from Hayden's Tumblr

Hi everyone, just a quick heads-up: this is the very first book I've ever written, so pls go easy on me haha! Set in Kansas City, Missouri, Midwest Boys, Late Summer, follows Caleb Turner and Evan Holt, two boys raised on church pews, summer storms, and unspoken rules. Best friends since childhood, they've grown up inseparable - and quietly in love - in a place where certain feelings are never named. Caleb, the taller of the two, has always been overprotective of Evan. Evan however, has always shown.. stronger affection to Caleb.. Caleb isnt really good at, showing emotion. Only around Evan, he feels thorough. As tornado sirens cut through humid nights and adulthood looms closer, Caleb and Evan learn what it means to want something they were taught to fear. This is a story about closeted love in the Bible Belt, about silence that feels holy and dangerous, and about the kind of romance that survives in stolen glances and almost-touches.

Lottie Matthews was supposed to be a bride. Instead, she became a killer. On her wedding night, after her preacher husband reveals just how holy he isn't, Lottie carves her way out of a life she never chose-fleeing into the desert with blood on her dress, cigarettes in her garter, and a veil like a thorned crown. She doesn't believe in salvation anymore. Only survival. Dead Horse is the kind of town that eats the broken. It doesn't ask questions-and neither does Natalie Scatorccio, the sharp-eyed, sharp-tongued outlaw who watches Lottie roll in like a storm. Nat doesn't do saints. Lottie doesn't do trust. But when their pasts catch up to them in blood, bullets, and secrets, the two girls find themselves bound by something more dangerous than revenge: a desire neither of them can outrun.