Hasta del dolor más grande puede surgir el amor. -Su Escritora Prohibida la copia y adaptación de esta historia.

Moments between Lucy and Ona in the early morning hours as they navigate the ups and downs of their relationship and the difficulties of long-distance

Lucy and ona over the years of there life's together

That's what I told myself when Lucy Bronze walked into my team, all confidence and swagger and irritating perfection. She pushed every button I had. Outran me. Outplayed me. Outshone me. But she also saw me. Challenged me. Chose me - in ways I didn't expect and wasn't ready for. We were fire and friction and stolen glances. We were stupidly careful, and not careful enough. And just when I let myself believe in us, she left. Now the media's guessing, the team won't stop teasing, and I'm trying to forget someone whose fingerprints are still on everything. This was never just about football. It was about love - the kind that doesn't ask for permission. And maybe, if she's still the girl I knew... we haven't played our last match.

a story about Lucy bronze and Ona Batlle after meeting at a friends wedding Ona and Lucy immediately hit it off however will anything or anyone get in the way? after losing the World Cup final Lucy was broken. The one trophy she always wanted. However she didn't feel alone as she was immediately comforted by ona. when ona moves back to Barcelona how does this affect their lives and building relationship !uploading a new part daily! !this story uses real life characters but the events are made up!

A story about Lucy Bronze who moves from Barcelona back to England to play for Chelsea. She leaves Ona Batlle behind. Can they do long distance ? And what about a Chelsea teammate that she gets very close to? Too close? Labelled the story as mature but only relevant for certain chapters that contain some smut. I have clearly marked those so you can decide if you want to read those.

I didn't mean to fall in love with her. Lucy Bronze was supposed to be my teammate. My rival. My opposite in so many ways. But across seasons and cities, training pitches and tunnels, stolen glances and one unforgettable kiss - she became the one person who truly saw me. And I saw her too - beyond the headlines, beyond the injuries, beyond the pride that kept us both quiet. We lived each other in the shadows for too long. This is the story of how we stopped hiding. Of how we learned that love - real, messy, powerful love - isn't something you protect from the world. It's something you fight for. Even if the whole world is watching.

I hated her. That was the beginning, anyway. Ona Batlle: the girl who smiled too much, marked me too close, laughed like she already knew she'd win. My rival on the pitch. My obsession off it. We were never meant to fall in love. But somewhere between the tackles and the banter, the smirks and the silences, I started to unravel. And she- She'd already fallen. This is a story about enemies who turned into something more. About tension that burned too hot to ignore. About secrecy and jealousy and touches under tables, and group chats that knew too much. It's about the girl who drove me mad- And made me feel safe. Wanted. Home. It's not a fairytale. But it's real. And she's mine.

A Lucy and Ona Story.

𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. At their best friend Lucy Staniforths wedding, Lucy and Ona never expected to find anything more than a night of celebration. But amid the laughter and vows, a quiet spark ignites between the two. A fleeting connection that grows into something neither of them saw coming-an unexpected love, changing everything they thought they knew. And now that Ona joins Barcelona, how does the players and fans react to the two? 🥇 - Jordan