Joey Lynch x Maeve Healy. In which Maeve, a girl filled with grief and anger, finds herself colliding- both personality wise and physically- with the hot-headed hurler. boys of tommen. grumpy x grumpy joey lynch x female oc unless i've introduced them otherwise, all characters mentioned are from the boys of tommen series by chloe walsh!

They were perfect. Untouchable. Inseparable. Lavish parties, lake houses, effortless wealth, but behind closed doors, the illusion crumbles. Secrets fester, addiction hides in plain sight, mania spirals dangerously, and love strikes when it's least expected. In a world obsessed with reputation and appearances, perfection is a trap. Sometimes the only way forward is to let the glass break, and hope the light can get in. // Callum Hayes was always the quiet type, never speaking unless necessary. Instead he watches, calculating, controlled, carrying a legacy that was chosen for him long before he could say no. He wore his silence like armour, his shadow as a second skin. But when it came to her, the weight of it all softened, the darkness easing just enough to let the light she carried reach him. Isla Mercer was raised to be perfect. To be kind, to be composed. She was careful, feeling too deeply and thinking too much, carrying other people's expectations like they were her own. She learned how to hold herself together even when everything around her felt fragile. Until he showed her that some people don't want perfection from her, only honesty. // Isla let out a slow breath, her gaze fixed somewhere past him. "Maybe this is how it was always going to go," she muttered. "Maybe I'm just not meant for good things, maybe it's just fate." "I don't believe in fate," he whispered, "I believe in you." // Tropes: -Friends to lovers -Found family -Coming of age -Rich society -He fell first -Quiet yearning -One bed -Slow burn -"It's always been you" -Miscommunication -Absent parents (And so much more) // #1 in friendship goals 11-1-26 #3 in selfdestruction 3-1-26 #4 in ya 9-1-26

FORBIDDEN ENEMIES WITH BENEFITS Dark, twisted, and heartbreakingly passionate, it's a forbidden love story about enemies with benefits, obsession, revenge, addiction, and a love that refuses to die, even when the world demands it. How can it be wrong if it feels so fucking right? ... And then his mouth was on mine. It wasn't soft. It wasn't careful. It was a collision of teeth, breath, desperation and fucking vodka. My back hit the mirror, the cracked glass rattling as his hands slid up my thighs, gripping, lifting me like I weighed nothing. "Lorenzo-" "Shut up," he rasped against my lips, kissing me harder. "Just - shut up." I clawed at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt. He groaned, the sound vibrating against my mouth, and pressed closer, his hips slotting between my legs as he pinned me to the mirror. Every inch of me screamed to shove him away. Every inch of me burned to pull him closer. His hands were everywhere, spreading over my waist, skimming up my sides, catching my jaw to tilt my head just so as his mouth devoured mine. The cracked mirror dug cold into my back, but the heat of him was a wildfire swallowing me whole. "You hate me, remember?" he muttered against my mouth, biting my bottom lip before sucking it back into a kiss. "I do," I gasped, nails scraping down his arms. "Good," he said darkly, kissing me again, harder this time. "Hate me harder." I did. I kissed him like it was a fight, like it was revenge, like it was the only way to breathe. ... fractured love trilogy #2 [can be read as a standalone]

𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐖𝐘𝐍 wears pain like a second skin. It's all she's ever known, etched into her bones, buried beneath forced smiles and hollow laughter. A walking contradiction: all sin and sorrow, smoke and shadows. Once passionate, once burning bright, now nothing but ash and ruin. She pretends well, too well, but behind the sharp tongue and unbothered eyes lies a girl screaming to be seen, yet terrified someone actually might. 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍 was born into a world already at war with him. Pain wasn't just a chapter in his life, it was the whole book. Raised in shadows, fed by poison, his lungs filled with smoke and silence. He never asked for love. He never believed he deserved it. Drugs kept the demons quiet. Cigarettes kept his hands busy. Until her. The only good card he's ever been dealt, fragile, feral, and just as broken as him. Together, Liora and Ares are destruction wrapped in desire. A love not meant to be touched, yet impossible to resist. It's messy. Chaotic. Addictive. The kind of love that tastes like sin and feels like home. It's the kind of love that leaves scars, and still, they keep reaching for each other, again and again. What happens when two shattered souls try to build something whole out of ruin?

Julie Gates has everything, a perfect life, a powerful family name, and a future covered in gold. But behind Julie's golden life she carries trauma alone. Kade Callahan on the other hand has nothing but bruised knuckles, a shattered home, and a past that drags him down like chains. Kade and Julie don't belong in the same world, yet she's spent years watching him from a distance, drawn to the boy with storm-filled eyes. Now, fate has given her a chance-a school project, alone with him, and an open door into his world. But Kade is a locked gate with warning signs all over him. He's dangerous, broken, and drowning in a life that could swallow her whole. He knows better than to let her in. She should know better than to try. But Julie has always wanted what she shouldn't have. And Kade is one mistake away from losing control. TRIGGER WARNING! MATURE !

Isabelle Montclair has her senior year all planned out: perfect grades, a flawless resumé, and one goal; get into Yale and leave her past behind. Everyone thinks she's lucky, but no one knows the nightmares she's running from. Damian Lennox. Reckless, irresistible, the kind of boy everyone warns you about. Between failing classes, hiding behind pills, and carrying his own mistakes, Damian is desperately trying to live, and Isabelle's trying to show him the world is more than his pain. Tutoring him should be simple. It isn't. He makes her life harder at every turn, and yet, the more time she spends with him, the more she sees there's more to Damian than anyone knows. Highest rankings: #1 in party #7 in enemies #8 in teenagelove

#1 ADDICTIVE ❤️ #1 SEXUAL ASSAULT ❤️ #1 RECOVERY ❤️ #1 DEPRESSION ❤️ #1 MUSIC ❤️ #3 TRAUMA ❤️ #2 ADDICTION ❤️ #9 MENTAL HEALTH ❤️ If you were to ask Ivy what she thought of her neighbour, her response would be simple. Isaac West is a reckless, dangerous, criminal. And if you were to ask him the same thing, his response would be the exact opposite. Ivory Ferrari is a spoilt, boring, prude. On the surface, you wouldn't believe these two have anything in common. They've lived completely different lives on opposite sides of the social spectrum, with Ivy in a secluded private estate, and Isaac drifting between drug-filled homes and the empty walls of a jail cell. But not everything is at it seems. Through a series of class debates, anxiety attacks, and bar fights, the two realise that there's more to the other than meets the eye, and they may just be more alike than either of them expected. They've both been through hell and back. They've both suffered at the hands of another, they both struggle to get through a single day, and most importantly, they both share the same wish-to avoid their darkness and live in the light.

❝just know that i love you. i love you with all of my fucked up, piece of a shit heart.❞ broken boy meets broken girl and together they create one big mess of shards, irreversible damage, and trauma.

I've always had a feeling that I would die young. Ever since I started pondering on deaths door I've had this feeling. I could care less about the hell and heaven shenanigans, but death. I want it. The end of my life. I want to be in my suit, in my coffin, in the ground and my soul to be gone. I've been waiting for 16 years, yet no sign of death opening his door no matter how many times I ring his doorbell. Yeah, I enjoy thinking about my end. Especially at moments like this... *** #1 physical #1 cuteguys #1 addiction #2 self-esteem *** Started: 7 November 2022 Finished: 18 April 2024