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.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 of 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐀𝐉 & 𝐈𝐳𝐳𝐲) AJ fucking Lynch. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. And the pain in my hole that hasn't left me the fuck alone since I joined this school filled with other-equally narcissistic-entitled, arrogant pricks. How was I supposed to know those tires were his? But honestly, he's like a rock in my shoe, small enough to ignore, yet always biting you in the ass until you ultimately go insane. He's a Lynch. The golden boy, the charmer, and the kind of guy every parent dreams of for their kid. Fairytale perfect, right? Wrong. Because here's the thing: AJ fucking Lynch is no knight. And I'm no princess. What I did to his car? Yeah, he asked for it. How dare he make my life a living fucking hell; the one place where I thought I was safe. What's the saying again? Ah yes, payback's a bitch, Lynch. And luckily for you, we do things differently on my side of the river. ō͡≡o˞̶ Izzy fucking Holland. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧. And the girl who caused my ultimate fall from grace. Call me exaggerated, I don't give a flying fuck. I want revenge, and she's my one way ticket to satisfying my insatiable hunger for it. I had a life, man. A fucking perfect one-that is, until the accident. Perfect captaincy, perfect grades, and a bloody perfect girlfriend. Now, I have nothing but headaches and a thirst for vengeance. All because of her. She's a Holland. That's what they do, right? Catch you off guard and tear the rug from under your feet so you fall into a bloody fucking death trap. But two can play that game. Let's get one thing straight: I don't want Izzy fucking Holland, or anything to do with her. I just wanna steal from her, you know? A little karma for how she ruined my life. And she'll fall. Because I always get what I want.

To everyone else, Matilda is just another Holland-a name that carries the weight of her father's and brother's mistakes. The Hollands are trouble, everyone knows that. A family built on recklessness, lies, and a reputation that stains everything it touches. People assume she's the same, another product of a name better avoided. But Johnny sees past all of it. He sees the way her shoulders tense when people whisper, the way she fights to carve out a life that isn't dictated by the men who came before her. She's not her father's temper or her brother's recklessness. She's softer, sharper, ten times more than the reputation that follows her. And with him, for once, she feels like someone worth seeing.

"Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough And the road gets tough, I don't know why" - 'Born To Die' by Lana Del Rey xxx In Shelley, nothing stays buried. Not secrets. Not betrayals. And definitely not the kind of love that ruins you. Aurora Rossi has spent years building walls strong enough to survive anything. Theo Williams is the one person who knows exactly how to tear them down. But when loyalty turns dangerous, friendships fracture, and the past comes back burning, they're forced to face a truth no one wants to admit: Some flames keep you warm. Others consume everything. And once you start to burn... there's no going back. xxx "I think you're going to have to ask me again," I murmured, tilting my chin up. "But like, really nicely this time." Theo blinked. "You're serious?" "Deadly." A second passed. Then another. I watched the way his tongue ran along the inside of his cheek, watched his hand flex like he was trying not to grab me too fast, too rough. And then, softer now-different-he said, "Rory." Just my name, but it held more weight than anything else. "Please, baby. Let me kiss you."

Avoidance; is a survival instinct that looks like control. It's keeping people at arm's length, pretending nothing matters, and running before anything real has the chance to stay. It isn't loud. It isn't obvious. But it ruins things all the same. -------- "You're trouble." "Took you long enough to notice." ------ oc x oc Josie Walsh x Finn Holland Ballerina x Rugby Player Enemies to Lovers Broken girl x Boy trying not to become his brother

Eleanor Feely x masc!oc! Second generation boys of tommen book "He's a bad dream, nicotine, druggie complication. She's a peace sign, tea time, drinker on occasion He's an east coast, jeans rolled, no communication. She's a welcome sign. But I believe, they're meant to be, something, someday, somehow." ELEANOR FEELY is sick of being left behind. The outcast of her family, the only one to ever leave the small circle she was born into. She was sick of being the odd one out, of being 'too quiet'. So what happens when she stumbles into a boy who could fuck up her pristine track record? OR.. LUCAS IRVING is up to no good. Smoking cigarettes, partying, fucking around, fighting. He doesn't have the greatest record... until her. A girl with glasses and a clean slate smile that could intoxicate almost anyone. He make be a careless little shit, but he'd do just about anything to get her.

In the midst of a war, Sylvia Black learns how to survive by becoming something untouchable where as Theodore Nott doesn't believe anything is untouchable. ꨄ︎ enemies to lovers, forbidden love, slow burn

A Black's beauty-so breathtaking, yet so dangerous. To be a Black is to inherit power and legacy.. but at what cost? Sylvia Black, daughter of Sirius Black, is a bright, reckless Slytherin who lives for laughter, parties, and her friends. But in her sixth year at Hogwarts, everything shifts when she learns that being the last Black in her bloodline makes her dangerously important to the Dark Lord. Theodore Nott has been her best friend since childhood. By sixth year, their bond twists into something blurred- a friends-with-benefits arrangement that exposes feelings neither of them can control. As darkness closes in and the truth comes out, Sylvie must face a world that wants far more than her loyalty. It wants her blood.

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙤-𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚'𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮. ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── "I love you, Máire Lynch." "I'm not good for you. Stop." ── ⋆⋅𖤓⋅⋆ ── 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚-𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙃𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙭 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚. 𝙃𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙, 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙣, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧.

𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙶𝚎𝚗 ⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱ 𝒜𝓃𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒴ℴ𝓊𝓃ℊ 𝙰𝚣𝚣𝚢 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝙰 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛. 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛, 𝙰𝚣𝚣𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗. ⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱ ℛℴ𝓇𝓎 𝒦𝒶𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒶ℊ𝒽 𝚁𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚙𝚘-𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝. 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝.