❝ I KNOW HER SILENCE. I LIVE IN IT. ❞ • ୨💌୧ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . . Aurora Kelly has grown up between open fields and closed doors. A farm girl with dirt under her nails and kindness in her bones, she's learned how to carry responsibility quietly. Sweet, steady, unbreakable-at least that's what everyone thinks. After the night that stole pieces of her memory, Aurora lives with fear she can't name and pain she can't fully remember. She doesn't want sympathy. She just wants space to breathe. Joey Lynch doesn't believe in breathing easy. A hurler with bruised knuckles and oil-stained hands, he spends his days working in a garage and his nights holding his family together. Raised in violence, shaped by addiction, Joey became the parent long before he stopped being a child. He fixes engines because they make sense. People don't. She's always been his best friend's little sister-off-limits, untouchable, not his to look at twice. Until she starts showing up in his chaos, fitting into his broken world with quiet patience and eyes that see too much. One slow unraveling changes everything. Two people carrying more than they should recognize the damage in each other-and for the first time, neither looks away.

♪ " you needed me, but you needed drugs more." ♪ friends to lovers/tutor trope - joey lynch x cassidy kavanagh (fem oc) tiktok .heartswp ✎ 𝓐s the daughter of Edel and John Kavanagh, life should be a breeze for the resident golden girl, Cassidy. She's popular, goes to a great school, and is class president. She's perfect on paper, but life isn't always that simple. Her world turns upside down when her brother accidentally hurts the new girl at school, and when Cassidy goes to apologize, only to be met by Joey Lynch. He's unpredictable and challenges everything she knows about herself. As their secrets begin to surface, Cassidy and Joey are forced to confront the pain they've kept hidden. Can they help each other heal? Or will they just make things worse?

Everyone remembers the Lynch fire. Everyone remembers the bodies carried out. But no one remembers the boy left standing in the middle of it all. Tadhg Lynch isn't the golden Lynch boy. He isn't the baby who got shielded from the worst, or the oldest who carved a new life with a family of his own. He's the one in between. The one who saw everything, took the blows meant for his younger brothers, and carried scars no one wanted to look too closely at. Brave. Bold. Mouthy. A joker when he can manage it. And broken enough that nothing ever really sticks. Bethany Gibson is the girl who shouldn't have lived. She was three when the water took her under, when her father gave his life to save hers. She grew up in the shadow of grief, wrapped in the protection of a brother who bled for her in ways she only half understands. Sweet, funny, too kind for her own good-Bethany knows what it is to survive, but not yet what it means to live. When Bethany collides with Tadhg at Tommen, it's fire meeting oxygen-sharp words, sharp looks, a pull neither of them can shake. He's crude, cruel with his jokes, too much for anyone to handle. She's soft where he's jagged, sunshine where he's ash. He calls her Barbie. She calls him an arsehole. And somewhere between the laughs and the fights, they start to see the cracks in each other. But fixing what's shattered isn't simple. Not when trauma festers. Not when grief never loosens its grip. Not when love means putting your hands into the fire all over again. Funny. Raw. Heartbreaking. Fixing 9 is a story about the girl who wouldn't stop caring, the boy who didn't know how to be cared for, and the brutal, beautiful mess of trying to save each other when the world already tried to burn or drown you alive.

Charalotte Biggs and Johnny Kavanagh were the perfect couple, until they weren't. With lies, rumours and fear keeping the two apart, can the invisible string between them bring them back together or will it snap, finally realising the two from each other? Trigger warning: Violence, physical assault, PTSD, panic attacks, sexual assault Boys of Tommen Fanfic OC x JOHNNY KAVANGH

Emerson Hawthorne has always been good with secrets. As the youngest sibling-and only female-her older brothers did everything for her as a child. They talked for her. Carried her. Played with her. Whatever she wanted, she simply needed to point, and it would be done. Now, at fifteen, having spent most of her life in Paris since the age of eleven, Emerson's summoned back to Texas for the funeral and will reading of her late grandfather, Tobias Hawthorne. When she returns to her childhood home, she finds it difficult to face her older brothers after everything's that's happened. The secrets of her life in Paris. Her new wardrobe, appearance, and maturity. How they've all grown up, and Emmy realizes she wishes for something that could never be. For nothing to change. Or, at least for her to go back in time and spend those four years with her brothers. But neither of those are an option. She has to live in the here and now, has to solve the last game her grandfather left for her, one that could change everything for the worse.

The Hawthorne siblings. Four boys. One girl. Cross one and you have to deal with the other four. Nash Hawthorne, Grayson Hawthorne, Jameson Hawthorne, Spencer Hawthorne and Xander Hawthorne are unstoppable. Powerful teenagers with great fortune. That is until Avery Grambs shows up. The families reputation is on the line. Spencer is furious. One slip up and everything is gone. How can a girl go from having everything to nothing? Multi POV (Primarily Spencer's initially) An inheritance games fanfic. OC x OC I DO NOT OWN THE INHERITANCE GAMES SERIES, ALL RIGHTS GO TO JENNIFER LYNN BARNES.

"𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖. 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎." - Lizzie Laughlin liked to consider herself the odd one out of her sisters. She was never like Emily or Rebecca, but she still tried hard to be like them.. more so Emily. And when tragedy struck, she still blamed herself partly for what happened to her older sister, even now. There was always one thing that didn't change, and that was Jameson Hawthorne. Jameson was her best-friend- her person. And despite a few stolen kisses throughout the years, she has always longed for someone she could never have. It was always Emily, so she let him go. Until the moment she almost had him, tragedy struck, and Liz's heart closed for good. Except, when a mystery girl inherits all of Tobias Hawthorne's fortune, she couldn't help but let her heart be sucked back into all things Hawthorne- including Jameson. It's only when she realizes that her favorite Hawthorne will never be with her, and instead the mystery heiress that her heart crumbles that much more. - *I do not own the inheritance games nor the plot. This is Jennifer Lynn Barnes work and hers only. The only character I own is Lizzie Laughlin!!* WARNINGS: MENTIONS OF SMALL SELF HARM, NEGATIVITY, AND MANIPULATION.

Anna Lynch was fucking petrified of men. Not just uncomfortable- terrified.She'd flinch if one of us so much as walked too close. She was always keeping herself pressed to walls, eyes darting for exits like she was planning an escape. And it wasn't just the loud ones or the gobshites. Even Johnny Kavanagh-her sisters boyfriend -made her recoil. That's when it really hit me. This wasn't nerves. This was trauma, stitched into every muscle in her body. The only lads she wasn't afraid of were her brothers-Joey and Darren. She stuck to them like her life depended on it, like they were the only two people in the world who'd never let her down. The rest of us? We were threats until proven otherwise #1-hughbiggs #1-chilhoodtrauma #1-mentalhealth #1-mutism

-𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝟕 ' stay by my side. it doesn't have to be forever. even if it's just for now' Saoirse Lynch has kept her past buried for as long as she can remember. Then Gerard Gibson enters her life and, with persistence, shows her that love can exist even where pain once lived. 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧 / 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 check tw!!!!

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Maire Gibson falls for the broken Joey Lynch, but nobody realises behind her smiles that she is just as broken as him. [joey lynch]