As it was predicted, Tadhg Lynch turned out to be a lethal heartbreaker. And Collette Dunne-the new girl in Tommen-was his new target. He didn't envisage she would be as fucked up as him. Also, Tadhg didn't expect that she would hate him. But he took the challenge, and sooner than later, Colle would be-as Irish people say-bagsying number 11.

Maeve Young was six when she lost her sister. She hadn't understood it then-only her mam's soft voice telling her that Caoimhe had joined the angels. Maeve waited for her to come back. She never did. As she grew, life moved around her like she wasn't quite part of it. Caoimhe had always been the bright one everyone looked to. And Lizzie-fiery, hurting, unpredictable-needed more care than anyone knew how to give. Attention was something Maeve learned to live without. Still, she loved Lizzie more fiercely than anything. Loved her in the quiet way someone does when they understand pain long before they should. Somewhere in the middle of all that noise and heartbreak, she met Tadhg Lynch. A boy only months older, with a temper you could trip over and a laugh that filled every corner of a room. Loud. Messy. Impossible to ignore. When they first met, they swore they'd be best friends forever. But forever is a long time. And love-real love-is louder and messier than any promise children can make. They grew up. They hurt each other. And everything they once swore to protect turned into something neither of them knew how to handle.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝘓𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶 ↠ Lainey Beau was the first person to know Tadhg for being more than just a Lynch. For the first two years that she knew him, she hadn't know a single thing about his family besides that they lived a road over. But after the bruises and overused excuses connected, Lainey realized there was a much bigger problem, one she wanted to help solve. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝘛𝘢𝘥𝘩𝘨 𝘓𝘺𝘯𝘤𝘩 ↠Tadhg Lynch didn't bend to anyone. Except Lainey. For some reason she was the only person able to get under his skin. Without a hit or yelling he'd listen to any word she said. And no matter how many weak attempts he made at shaking her off, she never left. He tried keeping her as far as he could from his house, a place of rage rather than refuge, conflict over comfort. ❝it's more than a feeling, when i hear that old song they used to play❞ [ALL PREEXISTING CHARACTERS BELONG TO CHLOE WALSH/THE BOYS OF TOMMEN SERIES]

E·phem·er·al (adj.) Lasting for a very short time ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ Aurora has spent thirteen years surviving, not living. Trapped in a broken home filled with cruelty and violence, every day has been a battle against the monsters she was forced to call family. Stained by her striking appearance--skin, hair, and eyes devoid of pigment--Aurora has always stood out. But one night, when flashing lights and sirens tear through the darkness of her world, everything changes. Her nightmares have been taken away in handcuffs, and for the first time, Aurora is free. Or so she believes. Whisked away to a sprawling manor in New York, she's thrown into a new life with six mysterious older brothers she's never met, secrets buried in every corner, and danger that feels strangely familiar. As Aurora tries to rebuild, she begins to worry if the past is truly behind her, or if something even darker has been waiting all along. Meek, quiet, and resilient, Aurora is done merely surviving. She's ready to live and claim her new life as more than Ephemeral. Even if it kills her. ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆★⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ ⏾ The first couple chapters are short but get longer as you go.

Where Silence Learns to Breathe A Boys of Tommen - Second Generation Story She has learned that silence is safer than words. That staying small keeps you alive. That trust is something people break. Maeve is thirteen when she arrives in Tommen. Another house. Another family. Another chance she doesn't know how to take. She doesn't talk much. She watches, listens, survives. Surrounded by people who already feel like a family - parents with histories, children with roots - Maeve stands quietly at the edge, unsure if she is allowed to belong. There are no quick fixes. No instant bonds. No miracles. Only slow mornings. Careful kindness. And the long, fragile process of learning that not every door closes behind you. A second-generation Boys of Tommen story about trauma, fear, and the quiet strength it takes to stay.

"Go ahead and be mad at me, but when you, someone I care about is at risk, even the slightest bit of danger, I'm going to do and say whatever I want to protect you. I rather have you safe and hating me than hurt and being okay with me." When fifteen-year-old Arabella Diaz tries to protect herself from her abusive mother, she decides to confront the issue from the source. Little did she know the "issue" will be her savior and only chance of happiness. WARNING: Story contains strong language and abusive and depressing scenes, possibly a trigger for some. "i genuinely loved this book, it was so wholesome !! i loved how their father-daughter relationship progressed !! & i am so proud of them both !! i love them so much <3." "This was such a satisfying read. Thanks for sharing the story of Arabella and Tobias" "Absolutely loved this book definitely going to the same reading list as your other book, I can't wait to see your future work as well" "This book is so underrated" Post on May 11, 2022 50k on July, 2022 100k on September 24, 2022 150k on December 25, 2022 200k on April 4, 2023

Victoria Kavanagh had it all. Until she didn't. Until everything changed. She soon learnt that her memories would never leave her alone. Her past was a shadow that kept pace, no matter how fast she ran. Joey Lynch was always fighting. Especially with his mind. So he found ways to stop it. The thinking. But it came with a price. What started as a crutch soon became a cage. Joey and Victoria were both looking for the same thing: Peace. Although they never thought they'd find it, until they saw it in each other. They didn't need to pretend to be fine. Neither of them were. But that was okay. They were peaceful. But you know the saying. The calm always comes before the storm. joey lynch x fem!oc boys of tommen fanfic

When Amalie and Evelyn move in with the fiercely protective Castellani brothers, they find themselves in a home full of strangers and secrets. Rebuilding trust after years apart won't be easy, especially when not everything in the Castellani house is what it seems. As the twins begin to learn the difference between survival and safety, they discover that some shadows are harder to outrun than others.

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.

Georgia O'Neill's always been the strong one. Since losing her parents, she's been holding her world together - looking after her brother, working extra hours, pretending she's fine when everything's crumbling. She's not used to people staying. Not used to anyone caring enough to see past the mask. Then there's DJ Lynch - Tommen's golden boy. Loud, funny, full of charm. The kind of lad who makes life look easy. But when the laughter fades, DJ's left with thoughts he can't quiet, grades slipping through his fingers, and a fear that if anyone knew how bad it really gets - they'd stop looking at him the same. They're both pretending for different reasons. Both breaking in ways no one else can see. And somehow, they keep finding each other - after school, after work, after everything falls apart again. This is a story about two kids who don't know how to ask for help - and the quiet, unspoken love that teaches them how.