𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥. 𝘈 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦. 𝓝𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓮 - 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵, 𝘧𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥. But remember, a riorson is never just a riorson. Because a riorson was once a Moretti. Moretti mean guns. Moretti means danger. Moretti means war. Not your average teen romance. Not your average mafia romance. But maybe something in between. "Didn't your mother teach you not to hit a woman?" "You," I said quietly, "are no woman." "Hating her brought me joy." "I can see his face of anger from here. Beautiful." "She has kissed me. All is shattered." "She's so pretty and mean and evil, and this is going to fucking ruin me."

Once upon a time, Rian Lynch was just... Rian. The lad who'd steal chips off my plate and swear they tasted better because they weren't his. The one who'd knock on our front door without texting first because apparently that was "more dramatic." Then Liam died. People say grief comes in waves. They're wrong. It crashes into you all at once and leaves bits of you scattered everywhere, and you spend the rest of your life trying to gather them back together. Rian changed. The smile disappeared first. Then the jokes. Then the way he'd look at me like I mattered. Now he looks through me as if I'm just another stranger walking past. I know he blames my family. I know he blames me, even if he never says the words. The awful part is I don't think there's anything I could ever say that would make him believe otherwise. Sometimes I still catch myself looking for him in crowds. Sometimes I still hear something funny and think, God, Rian would love that. Then I remember. Grief made him angry. It made me quiet. I used to believe love fixed things. Now I think sometimes love just gives you another thing to grieve. *** Rylie O'Neill. Used to be the girl who could make me laugh even when I was in the foulest humour imaginable. She'd ramble on about stars, flowers, films that'd make anyone else cry, and somehow I'd sit there listening like every word mattered. Maybe because they did. She was too soft for this world. Always seeing the best in people, even when they gave her every reason not to. She believed everyone deserved another chance. I always thought she'd end up getting her heart broken because of it. Looks like I was right. There was a time when I thought she'd always be beside me. Truth is... there was a time I was starting to want more than that. Never said anything. Didn't need to. Then Liam died. And everything after that stopped making sense. People keep saying it wasn't the O'Neills' fault. Maybe it wasn't. Doesn't matter.

Katie and Patrick are not dating. At least, that is what they tell everyone. They are not exactly friends either. There are stolen kisses, late night conversations, lingering touches, and enough tension between them to make everyone at Tommen wonder what is really going on. Katie knows she wants more from Patrick. The problem is, she has no idea if he wants the same thing. After one disastrous night at a party leaves Katie feeling rejected and questioning everything between them, she starts to wonder if she ever really understood what she meant to Patrick in the first place. Because Patrick says he likes her. He looks at her like he wants her. He kisses her like she means something. So why won't he make her his? Starts in 2003, before either of them is ready to admit what is happening between them, Katie and Patrick find themselves caught somewhere between friendship, attraction, and something neither of them knows how to name. Everyone has their suspicions. But nobody knows the truth.

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PART TWO Tadhg Lynch is swarmed in the mess that came along with the girl he had fallen head-over-heels for, knowing he could never return from the intense commotion that her mother's health left in her wake. Trying to cling to the parts of the girl that was still alive, Tadhg is only losing himself in the desperation to win her. Ciara Bellemore was dead. Maybe not at heart, but deep in her broken soul. She trained herself to learn how to accept-to let the only person that loved her since birth go. The only person she cared for this deeply. Chasing the desire to feel again, she intertwined herself to the boy who had ever made her feel alive in her suffocating orbit and broke all the walls down for him. She was his destined half. He was hers. Together, they were forever.

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