❝ 𝖢𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝖧𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗒 ? ❞ 𝓘𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 ; 𝓒𝙄𝘼𝙍𝘼 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙊𝙉 has fled from a place that once shamed her--slut, whore, hoe--she heard it all before. After an incident that caused a major ruin in her career as a winning pageant beauty--it opened a sliver of hope for her--to flee from a place--a career that she was forced into. Her mother's never been nice, hopping onto one man to the next--she was the one well deserved of the title "whore" That's why--Ciara has sworn to herself she'll never be like her ma, no matter how identical people claimed they were--or no matter how much Ciara prayed and waited she'd change. Now starting fresh, Ciara plans to not make the same mistakes twice. And especially--not involve herself with unnecessary drama, specifically--with a boy. OR . . . 𝓡𝙊𝙍𝙔 𝙆𝘼𝙑𝘼𝙉𝘼𝙂𝙃 was born with a golden rugby ball in his hands. Expected by everyone to be like his da--talent was expected to be haywired into his function. And it was. The only problem is--with all the talent he has, he can't seem to handle the pressure. The crowds, the reporters, the news articles--he curses them to hell. Unlike most, Rory was very observant of his surroundings. Too observant that his hearing would constantly be blasted to the highest volume--triggering an immediate dislike of crowds. Though being a carbon copy of his father, Rory was downright the personality clone of his mother. Feeling everything and wanting to save the wrong people--Rory was a perfect brew of his parents. [BASED ON THE BOYS OF TOMMEN SERIES BY CHLOE WALSH]

Tadhg Lynch has always been a fighter: on the pitch, in petty school fights, and against the demons that won't let him rest. But some battles can't be won with fists. His temper is burning bridges faster than he can build them, and for the first time, he isn't sure if he cares enough to extinguish it. Jade Lordan has spent years outrunning her own reality, pushing herself past every limit to prove to herself, to others, and to no one in particular, that she's in control. But control is slipping through her fingers faster than she wants to admit. They shouldn't make sense together. She's discipline and determination; he's recklessness and self-destruction. But when their worlds intertwine, neither can seem to untangle themselves. And maybe they don't want to. ੈ✩‧₊˚ [BASED ON THE BOYS OF TOMMEN SERIES BY CHLOE WALSH]

Ivy Lynch wanted more. It was selfish of her, but she wanted more than the hand she was dealt in life. She wanted to be great. She wanted to write to her heart's content. She wanted to heal people. She wanted to dance. She wanted to be happy. But she couldn't be. Not when her past haunted her with memories she couldn't shake. Not when her present tormented her with expectations she could never meet. No one would have been able to tell, though. Not that Ivy was majorly struggling every day. Then Ivy Lynch disappeared at the end of Fourth Year, and no one knew why. Johnny Kavanagh was perfect. That was how everyone described him. The golden boy. He was also desperately in love with one of his best friends. Not that he would ever admit that out loud or even to himself. He had bigger things to worry about. Like Rugby. Like living up to the expectations that seemed to grow heavier with each passing day. But then Ivy disappeared, and no one could tell him why. So, Johnny got over it. Or at least, he told himself he did. He focused on Rugby and moved on to other girls, which was a mistake, and he knew that, but he needed to get over Ivy and fast. Each meaningless encounter was another attempt to fill the Ivy-shaped hole she'd left behind, but nothing worked. Then everything came crashing down when Johnny got injured, and that was slowly killing him. But then everything changes when Johnny accidentally hits Shannon Lynch in the head with a rugby ball, and the girl that disappeared came back into his life. Ivy Lynch was back. She looked different. She looked older, more guarded, with shadows in her eyes that hadn't been there before. She was back, and suddenly Johnny was thrown right back into his feelings. All those months of trying to forget her crumbled in an instant, like they'd never happened at all. Because God, Ivy Lynch was going to ruin him, and he had no idea how to stop it. And maybe, just maybe, he didn't want to.

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙛 𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝘾𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙖, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙅𝙤𝙚𝙮 𝙇𝙮𝙣𝙘𝙝'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙣, 𝘼𝙅? ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ AJ LYNCH x fem! oc AJ Lynch is a boy that seems to have a knack for helping those around him. This seems to be related directly to his family. He's gained his parents worst traits with his mother's stubbornness and his father's hot-headed temper. What will happen when he learns that the girl he's been slowly falling for has a secret that has a direct correlation to his father? Ciara Wilkinson-Bryne is a girl that is only trying to make it to her leaving cert. Growing up in an abusive household, everything seems to be her fault, even down to her existence. Ciara is always willing to stay back in the shadows and just go along with life. That all changes when her math partner seems to never stop trying to figure her out. What will happen when everything blows up, for the chance of good? ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ "𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏. 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑." - 𝐏𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧 & 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐋𝐢𝐳𝐳𝐲 𝐌𝐜𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞

Book 1: She felt unlovable and untrusting but deep down she trusted him anyway. He looked at everyone but never knew what love actually was until that first look Triggered Warnings: Physical abuse, sexual assault, drugs, NSFW, violence, panic attacks Boys of Tommen Fanfic OC x OC

IN WHICH: Piper Lynch, daughter of Joey Lynch, falls for Julian Holland - while still haunted by the trauma of her assault, she struggles to navigate healing, love, and the weight of everything she carries.

Caden Holland. Honest to God - if trouble had a face, it'd be his. Always arguing. Always correcting. Like he's convinced he's the smartest lad in the room, even when he's talking pure shite. He's got those eyes - dark, quiet, watching everything but never giving anything back. You'd swear he's judging you for breathing wrong. And people talk, don't they? Junkie. Dealer. Bad news. All whispered, but loud enough so you know exactly who they're on about. So I've promised myself one thing: stay away. No smiles. No chats. No pity. Because lads like him drag storms behind them - and you don't even realise you're drowning until you're already under. He's dangerous. Not the loud, show-off kind. The quiet kind. The kind that makes you feel seen and threatened all at once. And I swear on my life - I'm not getting pulled into whatever darkness follows Caden Holland around. *** Mallory Lynch. The name alone sits wrong in my mouth, like something sour. Daughter of the man who put my da behind bars - that's what I was raised on. Fact, not feeling. She doesn't look like danger. That's the trick. She laughs too easily, tilts her head when she listens, pretends she doesn't see the way rooms shift when she walks in. There's a crack in her somewhere. You can hear it if you listen past the cool-girl act. A quiet panic. Secrets rattling around behind her ribs. My plan? Simple. Keep my head. Stay patient. People like her eventually show you who they really are. And when she does - when the truth cracks wide open - I'll be there to watch the Lynch name drop lower than ours ever did. Not out of anger. Out of balance. Because Mallory Lynch smiles like she has nothing to hide - and I know for a fact she's hiding everything.

"Why do you always look like that?" "Like what?" "Like you hate every person in this room." "That's because I do." "Why? What did these people do to you?" "Nothing. Yet." "You're a pessimist. Every morning you come in, order black coffee, and glare at every single person in the room." "I don't glare at you," he paused. "Most of the time." "We'll that's because I tell good jokes. It'd be criminal to be rude." I could have sworn that I saw him smile. ~~~ Evelyn has a smile that lights up every room. The very ground she walks on seems to come to life from her touch alone. She sees beauty in the things most others dismiss. Michael not so secretly hopes that everyone on Earth dies in the fiery pits of hell. There's never been a single person he's met that makes him believe in the good of humanity. Except Evelyn.

" One black coffee." A deep voice said and I snapped my head to the side to see a raven head and as he turned, my eyes found the devastatingly beautiful features that had haunted me last night. He collected his coffee and made his way out of the cafe while I sat there, not knowing what to do. Right before he climbed onto his motorbike, he lifted his head and looked at me, His eyes full of mischievousness and challenge. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Willow has always been a stubborn and impulsive person, nothing could stop her if she wants something and everyone knows it and when her eyes meet a pair of striking cerulean eyes , she's determined to find out who the mysterious yet beautiful boy is but the thing is she only knows how he looks and his motorbike. The mischievous and cocky Azrael Vaughan Lewis never had time for girls. It may be because he wasn't attracted to any or the fact that he was too busy with him being in the final year at the Glasgow University majoring in Medicine. But when he lays his eyes on crazy Willow Brooks, he's determined to find out more. #1 in cute romance #2 in humor #1 in adorable #2 in funny

college hockey player Wes Graham has tormented Adare Wells since they were in the first grade. pulling her hair, breaking her crayons, calling her names-- anything to get her attention. they spend all of high school together, never giving each other the time of day until they end up on first day of university. there's only one empty seat, and it's next to Adare. even though Adare hates Wes and he's an asshole to her, they both have some baggage that only each other seem to understand.