Avery Lynch is the picture of perfection - a straight-A* student with the perfect family and a flawless life. But behind the success, she feels the weight of maintaining an ideal image. Her father has always warned her to stay away from Zane Holland, a boy marked by his troubled past. Zane's only goal is to escape the shadow of his father's mistakes and create a better future for himself. He's driven, not by perfection, but by the fear of becoming what his father was. When their worlds unexpectedly collide, Avery finds herself questioning everything she's been told about perfection, family, and who she truly is.

He didn't believe in second chances. She didn't believe in people. Tadgh Lynch had spent most of his life angry. Angry at his father. Angry at himself. Angry at a world that didn't stop burning even after everything he loved had already gone up in smoke. Now sixteen, living under someone else's roof, wearing the number 11 stitched into the back of his jersey, he was still trying to outrun a ghost with his mother's eyes and a monster's voice. Everyone in Tommen knew who he was - the hothead with a rugby number and a bruised knuckle, the smile that meant trouble, the boy who never stayed long enough to get hurt. Flora Feely? She didn't care. Quiet, awkward, sharp as broken glass when she spoke, Flora had mastered the art of staying unnoticed. It was easier that way. People couldn't leave if they never really saw you. And she was tired - tired of silence in her house, tired of being Patrick Feely's little sister, tired of pretending her heart hadn't gone cold the day her father walked out and her mam didn't ask him to stay. She didn't plan on noticing Tadgh Lynch. He didn't plan on needing her. But sometimes the fire in you recognizes the fire in someone else - and it doesn't matter how much you try to smother it. It burns anyway.

"And you can't tell anyone in your life, because all they know is this version of you, and the more you live the lie, the more the lines start to fucking blur, and the harder it is to remember who you really are, and almost impossible to determine if there even is a real you or if you're just so fucked up, that somewhere along the way you lost yourself, and there's no way back." ☆☆☆ This story will follow Ollie Lynch and Emily Ashby and will be the fourth instalment in my 'Boys of Tommen You Series' All of these characters belong to Chloe Walsh, I do not claim any of them as my own, this is purely for fun. Except for Emily Ashby TW: This story will include character death, sexual harassment, domestic abuse, child abuse, drug use, smoking, mental illnesses and overall a lot of trauma. There will also be some explicit scenes that are 16+. I will however be putting specific warnings for different chapters, so you can avoid triggers. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! (Comment any questions or suggestions that you have for me)

"Kat, I don't want to go with-" "Katie," she corrects, shrugging out of the hold I have on her arm. Why was she being like this? We had flirted practically all year, I would confidently say she was one of my best friends. But right now she was acting like a stranger. A stranger that I had wronged in some type of way. I just didn't know what I had done. "What's going on with you?" I ask, but she's slowly walking away. "Bye Feely." She never called me Feely. All of my other friends called me Feely or Pat or Pa but she always called me Patrick. And I called her Katie Kat. My Katie Kat. ☆☆☆ This is all speculation and many parts will most likely not line up with the canon. All of these characters belong to Chloe Walsh, I do not claim any of them as my own, this is purely for fun. TW: This story will include eating disorders, cheating, depression, suicide ideation, anxiety, and overall a lot of trauma. There will also be some explicit scenes that are 16+. I will however be putting specific warnings for different chapters, so you can avoid triggers. Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy! (Comment any questions or suggestions that you have for me)

Jett has never been in love-not because she doesn't want to be, but because she's never let herself get close enough. She's tough, guarded, and more comfortable standing on the sidelines than risking heartbreak. Then there's Atlas-charming, reckless, and completely uninterested in anything serious. He's the kind of guy who walks away before anyone can leave him first. They shouldn't work. He doesn't do commitment, and she doesn't know how to take a chance. But somewhere between the late-night arguments, the stolen glances, and the moments where the world quiets around them, something shifts. Jett is terrified to let someone in, and Atlas is terrified to stay. Loving him is a risk. Loving her is a challenge. And when the truth finally comes out, they'll have to decide if what they have is worth fighting for-or if they were doomed from the start.

Freya Sorrengail. The halfblood. Born different than her siblings she always stood out. Whether it was appearance or how she acted. When she gets thrown in the riders quadrant all she wants is to please her mother. But shes different. Everyone knows that. What happens when she meets Xaden Riorson? What happens when her difference makes her the one to kill?

Illena Draekar had no idea why she applied to be a dragon rider. She had her reasons, of course. But her reasons were a secret, and Illena was so full of them that she didn't know anymore what was a secret and what was just a fact. She had a plan, that was a fact. But the plan itself was a secret. The war was getting worse, that was a fact, and was also a fact that Illena was the one to blame for that. Which war? That was a secret. Why she was the one to blame? Also a secret. Why she had so many secrets and so many facts? Well, that's a secret. But I'll give you a fact: she thinks it's time to fight. And what better place to begin than Basgiath? The marked ones were there. The dragons were there, the professors, the weapons, the lies, the reasons, they were all there. The only thing she did not expect to be there was love. But love was for children, and Garrick surely wasn't one. Illena may have fallen in love with him, anyway. But that was a secret as well. And also a fact. (This is a Fourth Wing fanfiction, the characters and the story belongs to Rebecca Yarros, only the main character, Illena, is original)

Dain x Sloane fanfic from the Empyrean Series A retelling of the story all the way from Parapet in Iron Flame when Sloane and Dain first met. The characters, some of the plot, and some the lines are all from Rebecca Yarros! All credits to her.

A student professor arrange marriage romance ｡⁠*⁠♡✧⁠*⁠。 ✧She was his gravity , his fucking planet and he was lost without her ✧ (⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠) TROPES- Arrange marriage ✓ Age gap ✓ Student × Professor ✓ Grumpy × Sunshine ✓ Slow burn✓ Jealousy ✓ Green flag ✓ #2 in youngadult #3 in comdey-drama #9 in cute #4 in cute #4 in agegap