"𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐈...?" Alec Dempsey x Casey Lordan BOYS OF TOMMEN FIC Casey Lordan has known who she was from a very young age. Outgoing and feisty, loud and expressive. But on the inside, she's broken and scared, covering it up with things people want to see. Doing things she shouldn't be doing. Alec Dempsey has been in love with Casey Lordan since junior infants. He's always been flirtatious and quieter, but he's still too scared to do anything about his feelings for Casey because of his own past.

"𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭, 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧-𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩, 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧...𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐞." Joey Lynch x Aoife Molloy BOYS OF TOMMEN FIC

"𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚊? 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝." "𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚕𝚢𝚗𝚌𝚑." 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰, 𝘫𝘰𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘺𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘯. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐗 𝐆𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐏 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 EVERY CHARACTER BESIDES ADELINE, NOLAN, SAORISE AND MY OTHER OC'S BELONG TO CHLOE WALSH. ANY PLOT THAT STRAYS FROM THE ORIGINAL STORYLINE BELONGS TO ME. PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR I'LL REPORT IT. THANK YOU.

When little miss, 'I can do it myself' meets mr 'sit your pretty ass down.' Daniella: Have you ever been so wildly attracted to someone that you can actually feel a connection pulling you to them? Because that's what Patrick Feely was to me. I was entangled in the invisible string that pulled us together and I didn't know how to escape. Patrick: I knew in this moment that the girl stood on the other side of the room will be my undoing, my ruin... and I'm going to savour every fucking second of it. OC x Patrick Feely *Currently, ongoing but a majority of the story is written but just needs editing and publishing. I plan for weekly updates*

✸ Elara Nott never dreamed of Hogwarts the way other children did. When her best friend's letter never came, she chose loyalty over legacy and followed her to Ilvermorny instead, believing that magic was meant to be shared, not separated by oceans and old traditions. But loyalty has a price. One mistake, one unforgiving decision, and Elara Nott found herself cast out-her past burned to ashes and her future rewritten in green and silver. Hogwarts becomes both her punishment and her salvation. Its corridors whisper of memories she tried to forget, of a childhood left behind. And then she sees him again-her childhood friend, the boy who once knew her laugh before the world hardened it into silence. Meeting him changes everything. The girl who arrived broken begins to remember who she used to be... and who she could still become. Mattheo Riddle never chose the life laid out before him. Born under a cursed name, raised in the shadow of a monster, he learned early that fear was safer than hope. At Hogwarts, he reigns as a prince of Slytherin, surrounded by darkness, respected because he is dangerous. But beneath the cruelty and the cold stares is a boy suffocating under expectations he never asked for. He does not want to be his father. He never did. When Elara Nott returns to his life-Theodore's sister, his best friend's other half-something inside Mattheo fractures. She sees him not as Lord Voldemort's son, but as the boy he once was, the boy he still is. And for the first time, Mattheo dares to fight back against the destiny written in his blood. Together, they stand at the edge of light and darkness, caught between who they were, who they are, and who they refuse to become. Some choices ruin you. Others save you. And some do both. ✸

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.

Sequel to Promising 6 I met a boy, and he saved me. In doing so he made me a promise to protect me. I didn't know that this very boy would become everything to me. My prince in dented armor. I never thought anyone could give me the strength to heal, to no longer be scared of the monster lurking in the dark. I never thought I'd have to give him up to ensure the monster doesn't ruin him as he ruined me. The question at hand here is simple: Can he protect his 6 as I attempt to protect mine? I met a girl, and she saved me. Eyes like a storm with streaks of silver lightning and the scent of sugar and flowers is all I see when I close my eyes. I blink and she's gone. I won't break my promise; I will protect her if it's the last thing I do. She can go to a different school, a different country, a different planet, but I will always come for her. Gráinne Gibson is all I've ever wanted and all I ever will want for the rest of my days. Promising 6 is only the beginning of our beloved Gigi and Joey. Protecting 6 is the end. Will Gigi manage to secure her freedom from her abuser? Will Joey and the rest of her friends be able to save her from his iron-tight grasp? Will either of them survive with the love they built on a broken foundation?

For all of Gigi's life she's forced away all the bad and radiated nothing but goodness. That is until one fateful night when she just can't take it anymore. A bottle of vodka in one hand and the other gripping a ledge, she promises herself that finishing what should have happened all those years ago will release her and those she loves from so much pain. Joey Lynch does not need any more stress in his life. Both he and his siblings were finally free from the hellscape that was their lives and are now prospering in their new foster home with the Kavanaughs. He's sober, going to a good school, and finally starting to feel like a person again or is he? After seeing his ex at a party he finds himself needing something to quiet his mind, quiet that specific voice. What he didn't need was to find a girl clutching a bottle of vodka as she sat on the very bridge he once had. He knows her. How could he forget a girl like her? A promise for a promise. Secret for a secret. He just wants her to come down and she wants him to go away. Two 6s find one another after many years of pain and find a form of peace in each other's darkness. The question is: Who will break their promise first?

I know you need me dеsperately And though it breaks my heart To leave you with your scars Fixing you would just break me - j.lynch story

𝙅 𝙊 𝙀 𝙔 𝙇 𝙔 𝙉 𝘾 𝙃 was broken from the start. Born into a shattered family as the second son, he lost his only protector when he left town. With no one else to step up, he was forced to become a father to his siblings while still just a boy himself. To survive, he fell into a world he never wanted, a desperate reality of drugs and addiction. It was in this darkness that he found a fleeting, impossible light: Orla Gallagher. She looked like an angel, but her words were laced with a sharp, undeniable wit. To him, she wasn't just a girl-she was magic. He became entranced by her light, consumed by a desperate need to make it glow forever, to save it from the very world he inhabited. But as the lines between friend and lover blurred, a terrifying truth emerged. Joey Lynch was a boy who knew how to keep people out, a boy who built walls around himself, and those walls were suffocating the one person who mattered Now, he faces the most agonizing problem of his life: his last chance at salvation, Orla, might not open the door he so desperately needs her to walk through.