𝐑𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡 is rugby's prophet, with the raw talent inherited from his Father and unbreakable strength from his Mother he's set to be the next best thing. He's had his whole life planned out for him and he's okay with that. Until a trauma ridden girl takes over his entire being. 𝐍𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 has recently moved back to Cork in hopes of starting fresh. Unlike Rory, Nessa embodies none of her parent's traits, and she takes pride in the fact. She wants to keep her head down and get through school so that she can go and pursue her dancing career. Until a bulldozing boy inserts himself into her life and refuses to let go.

AJ Lynch is the bane of my existence. He's like a rock in my shoe-small enough to ignore for a little while, but always there, annoying me until I lose my mind. He's the golden boy, the one who gets perfect grades, charms every teacher, and never steps a toe out of line-or so his parents think. Joey and Aoife Lynch's pride and joy, right? Wrong. Because here's the thing: AJ isn't as perfect as everyone thinks he is. He has a secret. A big one. And I, Catherine Biggs, the girl he loves to torment, am the only one who knows it. AJ Lynch is a racer. Yep, that kind of racer-the illegal kind. The kind that sneaks out at night to tear up the streets and put that shiny car of his to work. The golden boy isn't so golden after all, and trust me, I'd love nothing more than to use it against him. Too bad he's too clever for his own good. *** Catherine Biggs. The mean girl of Tommen School. The girl every guy pretends to hate but can't stop looking at. She's the one who gets a kick out of tormenting people, though her favorite targets seem to be boys. Lucky us. If you say anything remotely out of line about her or her little circle of friends, she's on you faster than you can blink. And honestly? She scares most of the lads here. Me? I'm counting down the days until she's out of my life for good. This is our last year, and soon I won't have to see her stupid curly blonde hair, or those blue eyes that are just... too much. I swear, her beauty is all she has going for her. Inside? She's rotten, blacker than black. The kind of girl who smiles while cutting you down. And yet... somehow, she's still in my head. And then there's her boyfriend. Cillian Wilkinson. All charm and dimples, like a walking ad for "Ireland's Most Eligible Teen." Everyone loves him-teachers, parents, even the lads. Except me. I hate the way he puts his arm around her, like she's his and no one else's. Because that's the problem with Catherine Biggs-she's not just in my head. She's under my skin.

Avery Byrne doesn't do love. She doesn't even do feelings. What she does do is sarcasm, late nights, and keeping things casual-especially when it comes to boys. With a sharp tongue, a quick wit, and a reputation she's not interested in fixing, Avery's got her walls built high and her standards even higher. Between juggling school, her best friends, and her chaos-fueled younger brothers, she has no time for drama-especially not from Jonas Walsh. Jonas is the definition of trouble. Gorgeous, charming, and absolutely insufferable, he's the guy who can (and will) flirt with anything that breathes. With a different girl on his arm every other week and a cocky grin that dares anyone to challenge him, he lives to provoke-and Avery Byrne is his favorite target. They're not friends. They're not enemies. They're... something in between. Something wrapped in teasing glances, razor-edged banter, and moments they pretend not to notice. But when the lines start to blur, and their reckless games become harder to walk away from, Avery and Jonas find themselves caught in something messier-and realer-than either of them is ready to admit. Because falling for your favorite irritation? That's not part of the plan. In a world of parties, fights, friendships, and all the complications in between, Leaving 19 is a story about two people who swore they'd never fall-especially not for each other.

𝘽𝙊𝙔𝙎 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙊𝙈𝙈𝙀𝙉 𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙁𝙄𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩. 𝘖𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘵. 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗲𝗲 𝗠𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗵𝘆 was never meant to end up in Cork. With a fractured career and a body that betrayed her, the former dancer finds herself dropped into a town where everyone knows everyone, and her face means nothing. No stage, no spotlight-just bruised pride, nosy classmates, and the endless shadow of who she used to be. But when she dodges an almost-death-through-rugby-ball her life would never be the same. 𝗥𝘂𝗱𝘆 𝗞𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗵 has been everyone's second favourite twin his entire life. While Johnny basks in the glow of greatness, Rudy's busy surviving-balancing rugby, his temper, and the quiet recovery from mistakes no one talks about. He's known for being the hard hitter on the pitch and the hot head off it. He doesn't do distractions. And he definitely didn't do the effort of girlfriends. But what about the girl who couldn't care less about who he is? Shaylee isn't like the others. And Rudy? He's far more wrecked than he lets on. They weren't meant to cross paths. But once they do, there's no going back. Not when the lines between hate and obsession blur, and secrets threaten to tear the ground out from beneath them both.

Mallory Lynch was sixteen when Phoenix Feely ruined her. He was eighteen. A guitarist in a sticky Cork pub band. My mam's best friend's son. The boy my Da warned me to stay away from. Phoenix didn't want me either. Too young. Too sweet. Until he did. But one late-night gig. One jealous glance. One stolen kiss. And suddenly, I was his favorite mistake. First love feels like freedom... Until it breaks you.

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Rory Kavanagh was fine until Maeve Gibson started dating his worst enemy. She's his best friend. She's not supposed to get under his skin like this. Now she's pulling away, and Rory can't stop watching, can't stop wanting. Something's off. Something's wrong. And he's running out of time to stop it.

Fiadh Kavanagh is the youngest daughter of John and Edel, with her older brother Johnny being a superstar rugby player she's always been in his shadow. Edel and John have taken the lynch children into their home,helping Joey(the eldest lynch) with his addiction to drugs. But while doing that,they fail to realise just how bad their own daughter's addiction has gotten. tags #1-boysoftommen #1-gibsie #1-gerard #1-shannon #1-lizzie #1-hughie #2-cork #1-johnny #8-boys #10-addiction

HEAVEN SENT|HOLDING 8 Boys of Tommen next generation. Heaven Gibson was born into legacy. The daughter of Tommen royalty, she had everything-money, reputation, the perfect family name. But Heaven? She wanted none of it. Wild, sharp-tongued, and untouchable, she walks the halls of Tommen College with a cigarette in her hand and a chip on her shoulder. She's the girl your parents warned you about-and the one you still can't look away from. AJ Lynch was born into shadows. With a last name soaked in history and a future weighed down by expectation, he lives by discipline, control, and silence. The last thing he needs is a girl like Heaven Gibson. They've hated each other for as long as anyone can remember. Heaven thinks he's a judgmental snob. AJ thinks she's reckless and broken. But hate is a fine line. And lines were made to be crossed.

Tadhg Lynch has never liked Niamh Gallagher-not in primary school when her life seemed perfect, and definitely not now at Tommen College. After his father's violent rampage tore his family apart, Niamh was one of the few who tried to be kind, but he lashed out, shutting her down. Years later, she's unrecognizable. Once warm, she's now the Ice Queen, untouchable and ruthless. Forced to be around her thanks to their best friends dating, Tadhg is thrown by her transformation. She's not the girl he resented, nor the one who pitied him-she's Frost, sharp-edged and cold. But beneath their bickering and hostility, something simmers. As tension builds, old wounds reopen, and neither can ignore the undeniable pull between them. Hate was easy. Wanting each other? That's dangerous.