𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐 of 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 (𝐑𝐨𝐫𝐲 & 𝐕𝐢𝐯) Rory Kavanagh. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞. He's the total cliché of a popular jock with dimples of total sin-captain of the rugby team, ruthless on the pitch, and a total nepo baby. Yet he's in a book club! Doesn't exactly reek of your classic stereotype, does he? But how would I know? I've only just got here. Mr. Beau Gosse isn't what I expected from someone born with a silver spoon jammed down his throat. Catching his attention wasn't on my radar, but the eejit bulldozed right into my safe space anyway. At least I have my letters. Call me an old soul, but aside from my paintings, they're my only real escape. Craziest part? My penpal and him happen to share the exact same name. Like some sick, twisted joke. I just hope the similarities end there. I've got enough on my plate without inviting trouble from school royalty. ⌯⌲ Vivienne Wilkinson. 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞. And my bet. Fucking hell, what'd I get myself into? I didn't ask for this-least of all getting tangled up with a girl with a lethal tongue and the face of a Bambi. Jaysus, she's something. I shouldn't be hooked this hard, especially knowing her Ma's reputation. But I have to keep my end of the deal and make her fall in love with me. I mean, who even comes up with that shite? Anaïs would understand. She's my pen pal, the girl I've been pining over for two years ever since we clicked. Her letters always arrive on old-timey parchment, cursive too. She's the only one who keeps me grounded, talks me down, and accepts every flawed piece of me. Except she hasn't written back in two months. Something's wrong. I'll figure out what it is-preferably before I go and fall for a girl I know I shouldn't touch.

Cara Lynch has never believed in happy endings. Growing up with an alcoholic father and a family that's falling apart, she's learned to rely on one thing and one thing only-rugby. It's where she feels strongest, where the world finally goes quiet. Iris Gibson hides her pain behind an easy smile. She spends her days helping in her mam's bakery, playing rugby, and pretending the past can't reach her. No one knows the truth about the family she's desperate to escape. When Cara and Iris meet on opposite sides of the rugby pitch, sparks fly-and not the good kind. A brutal match ignites a rivalry neither of them can shake. But as the season unfolds, stolen glances become secret meetings, and hatred slowly gives way to something neither girl saw coming. With rival teams, painful pasts, and a relationship that has to stay hidden, Cara and Iris must decide whether love is worth risking everything they've ever known.

𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘣𝘺? J͟o͟h͟n͟n͟y͟ ͟K͟a͟v͟a͟n͟a͟g͟h͟ - Tommen's star rugby player, destined for the big leagues - was screwed. Absolutely screwed. He'd watched his friends and teammates fall in love, fall too deep, and nearly lose everything they'd worked for. After that, he made himself a promise: if he ever got involved with a girl, it would be strictly casual. Then she came along. O͟r͟l͟a͟ ͟M͟o͟l͟l͟o͟y͟ was practically attached to her sister Aoife's hip. You never saw one without the other. Trapped between living in her golden sister's shadow and fighting to become her own person, Orla had spent most of her life on the sidelines. Until one day, she falls headfirst into the spotlight-with Tommen's golden boy close behind ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ B͟u͟l͟l͟d͟o͟z͟e͟r͟ ͟K͟a͟v͟a͟n͟a͟g͟h͟ & S͟w͟e͟e͟t͟h͟e͟a͟r͟t͟ ͟M͟o͟l͟l͟o͟y͟ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ johnny kavanagh x oc gerard gibson x oc ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: all rights of boys of tommen and all characters other than orla and eimear go to chloe walsh @fadedfreckles published: june 26th, 2026 completed: - ᨳଓ .

▐ ⋆˙⟡ ❛ but i fear that they already got all the best parts of me and i'm sorry that i couldn't always be your teenage dream ❜ 𝜗𝜚 patrick feely x fem!oc ❪ ongoing. . . ❫ ⋆˚࿔ B13 - T7 boys of tommen ──────────── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ╱ maeve kavanagh finds herself craving that feeling she's been purposely avoiding ever since she was younger in her worst enemy - patrick feely. © babyspliff 2026

In which... Ciara Kavanagh is forced to live with her aunt and uncle, John and Edel Kavanagh when her parents die at a young age. Years later, Ciara has a stalker and she doesn't tell anyone about it. She meets Finn Kelly and starts to fall deeply in love with him even though she tries her hardest not to. In which... Finn Kelly has only known violence and bruises. He takes care of himself and his mother, but what happens when his father comes back in the picture and a baby is added to the equation? Finn joins Tommen through a rugby scholarship and becomes good friends with Johnny Kavanagh. He meets Ciara Kavanagh and tries to tear down her steel walls even though he knows it isn't good for him. OC x OC

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.

PANDORA O'NEAL and JOHNNY KAVANNAGH were twin souls. Both striving to be the best at their field. 1st in #bot Cover credit: @swannluvr

She was like looking into a mirror. Or reading a book I've always had but only skimmed through. 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 was the oldest daughter in her family. The first try. The first mistake. She carried responsibility like it was stitched into her bones. Moving to Ireland was meant to be a new start-a quiet hope that distance from London might soften the edges of everything. But it hasn't. Of course it hasn't. It's just given her a new place to hold everything together, again. Emory is fraying, but she can't let it show. Her siblings need her steady. They need her unbreakable. And that's what she makes herself. 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐇𝐆 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 moves through the world like nothing can touch him. Easy confidence-sharp tongue. Untouchable on the Hurling pitch. He's the boy the teachers don't know what to do with, he's brilliant, but careless-Always needing something to challenge him, or else he's distracted. But underneath all that easy is something unsteady. His childhood was built on volatility. An angry father, a numb mother-and when the fire took them both, Tadhg didn't know what to do. How to live in the soft moments, the quiet-he wasn't even sure what that was. He carries the quiet, suffocating guilt of survival-the feeling that every breath he takes is stolen from his mother, who never got to keep hers. _________________ 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐆𝐇 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 𝐱 𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 (𝐎𝐂)

I used to believe in one rule. Save yourself. Don't trust. Don't depend. Don't need-because the second you do, it gets taken from you. I learned that young. I learned it the hard way. And I was good at it. I kept my head down. I said the right things. I didn't make problems I can't fix, and I didn't get attached to people who come with warnings written all over them. It was easier that way. Safer. Then Joey Lynch happens. And suddenly I'm not careful anymore. I'm running barefoot through streets I shouldn't be in. I'm letting him see parts of me I've spent years hiding. I'm standing in front of him, heart in my throat, trying to figure out why he looks at me like I'm something worth saving-when he won't even save himself. He pushes me away like it's instinct. I follow him like it's mine. We don't talk about what this is. We don't put names on it. We don't even try to pretend it's normal. Because it's not. It's messy and reckless and too intense for something that was never supposed to matter this much. But the worst part? I don't want to stop. Even if it breaks me. Even if it destroys him. Even if, somewhere along the line, I forget how to be the girl who always survives.

Vivienne Monroe may live in a beautiful house now, but she knows what it's like to feel unwanted. Adopted at nine after surviving a childhood of neglect, she's learned to keep her past buried beneath perfect smiles and quiet grace. No one at her elite school knows where she really came from - and Vivienne plans to keep it that way. Joey Lynch never had the chance to hide his scars. With an abusive father and a mother too scared to leave, Joey carries the weight of his five siblings on his shoulders. His escape? Drugs, alcohol, and fleeting hookups - anything to feel something other than anger. When Vivienne and Joey's worlds collide, their connection is undeniable. She sees the pain behind his sharp edges, and he finds comfort in her soft presence. But Joey doesn't know the truth - that Vivienne isn't the rich girl he thinks she is. And Vivienne is terrified that if he finds out, he'll see her the way she's spent years trying to forget. Two broken hearts. One chance at love. But some secrets are too heavy to stay hidden forever. ----- joey lynch x fem!oc ©liawrit3ss