"𝓛𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼, 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾." Tara O'brian's life is going on forever, and yet it just started. With parents that don't seem to care, and picked fingers behind her back, her stomach twists as she realizes that she's all alone starting a new school. The stars in her eyes quickly allign as she meets a hot headed boy, with blonde messy hair and the face of a statue, she's willing to go through whatever comes her way, as long as he sticks by her. Tadgh Lynch has her heart after all. ♡══════════════♡══════════════♡ Tadgh Lynch has been through hell and back, with fire in his heart and trauma in his chest, he can't seem to find the point. After surviving Teddy Lynch, he locks himself away, his hard shell only barricading himself further and further. That is until a certain girl turns his life right-side up, giving him purpose for as long as she stays behind him, protecting him just as he protects her. With her bitter tone and warm presence, he slowly starts to heal. But what happens when she discovers his secret, more so what happens when he discovers hers?

Rory Kavanagh. The best rugby player Tommen has ever seen-well, besides his da, obviously. Johnny Kavanagh. The Johnny Kavanagh. Our parents are basically joint at the hip, best mates since they were kids. And naturally, me and Rory just... became mates too. That's the deal. That's what we said we'd be. Friends. Right? Friends. But like-come on. Have you seen him? His abs? That man has a six-pack like he's sculpted from marble. His hair? Brown and silky, like-like a shampoo ad or somethin'. And those eyes? The kind of blue that makes you forget your own name. I swear to God, I'm not even being dramatic. So yeah... maybe I've a teeny, tiny, miniscule crush on him. Can you blame me? No. No, you can't. I won't hear it. But I'm not saying a thing. No way. What if he just laughs? That'd kill me. So for now, I'll just pretend I don't stare at him for longer than is normal when he talks. For now, it's just friendship. Grand. ...But what if he does feel the same? *** Bethany Gibson. Jaysus. She's been my best friend since we were in playschool, like actually since nappies. She's pure chaos-loud, mad, always in trouble for something-but I wouldn't change a thing about her. Not one thing. She's class. Gorgeous too. Not just like "oh she's grand," no-proper gorgeous. Her blonde curls bounce when she laughs, and I swear it's like the sun's just following her around. Her eyes? Silver. Like not even grey-silver, like a flipping fairy or something. Every time she looks at me, I forget what I was saying. Which is not ideal when you're trying to seem normal, right? I've fancied her since I was about seven. Maybe six. But what am I supposed to do? Tell her? What if she just laughs and goes, "Ah you're gas," and then pats me on the head like I'm some lost puppy? I'd actually evaporate from shame. But then again... what if she does like me back? What if all this time I was too scared to see it?

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.

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]

Book 1: She felt unlovable and untrusting but deep down she trusted him anyway. He looked at everyone but never knew what love actually was until that first look Triggered Warnings: Physical abuse, sexual assault, drugs, NSFW, violence, panic attacks Boys of Tommen Fanfic OC x OC

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.

Brian O'Neill. The coldest fella Tommen's has ever seen-or so they say. And I get it. He walks down the halls like he owns the place, never says much unless he has to, face like it's carved out of marble, always unreadable. He's like a winter prince-untouchable, a bit terrifying, and way too beautiful to be real. But he's mine. He's my boyfriend. He makes my heart beat like a bloody war drum every time he so much as looks at me with that stormy gaze of his. Protective to a fault. He'd burn the whole world down if it meant keeping his siblings safe. They're everything to him-his whole bleeding heart, even if he acts like he hasn't got one. And he fights. Not schoolyard scuffles. Not rugby scraps. I'm talking about underground, illegal fights. The kind you don't talk about. The kind you pray he walks away from. *** Daisy Biggs. If sunshine had a body and a runway walk, it'd be her. She's Ireland's it girl-covers of magazines, Vogue campaigns, CHANEL deals before she was even out of third year. Everyone knows her name. Every girl wants to be her, and every lad stares a bit too long when she walks past. But she's mine. She's my girlfriend. Yeah-me. The cold bastard with blood on his knuckles and bruises under his hoodie. I don't know how I pulled her, honest to God. Maybe 'cause she sees something in me no one else bothers to look for. But we keep it quiet. No one at Tommen's knows. Can't risk the papers finding out, or the other students. She's soft with me. Gentle in a way that makes me forget I've got cuts across my ribs or a busted lip. When I show up to her place, bleeding or shaking or just not right in the head after a fight, she never freaks. She just pulls me in, cleans me up, and wraps her arms around me like I'm something worth saving. I know she hates the fights. Hates what they do to me. Hates what I have to do to win. But what am I supposed to do? When you've got a da who treats you like a weapon, you learn real quick that choices are a luxury.

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 . ✦ ݁ ˖ "Still hate me?" I whispered, hands running over the sides of her legs. Her eyes sparkled. "Always." "Good." joey lynch x oc fem post redeeming 6 [ enemies to lovers x brothers best friend ]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Danielle Doherty and Kieran Hayes hate eachother, it was common knowledge around tommen.Why did the two only talk in insults? The only people who know why, is Danielle and Kieran themselves So why did the pair hate eachother so much? Well thats the million dollar question ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* male oc x fem oc ballylaggin ireland 2005 Binding 13- storyline

❝ I SEE HER PAIN IN MINE AND IT HURTS SO MUCH. ❞ • ୨💌୧ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . . Ophelia Murphy has perfected the art of being invisible. The quiet girl at Tommen, she's learned to survive her mother's sharp words, her father's absence, and the constant sting of classmates who see her as an easy target. Books and silence are her only refuge, though even those can't quiet the storm she carries in her chest. Tadgh Lynch has a new surname on his school jacket and a new bed in the Kavanagh household, but nothing inside him feels new. At seventeen, he's still carrying the weight of the house he grew up in, a house that left him fractured, haunted, and stuck in a world where he never got the chance to grow up. Everyone around him seems to have moved forward. Tadgh can't. One reckless night changes everything. Dragged to a party she doesn't want to be at, Ophelia crosses paths with Tadgh-two people who shouldn't have noticed each other, but do. He sees past her silence. She sees the boy behind the walls he never lets anyone near. What begins as an unexpected encounter turns into something neither of them were looking for: a fragile connection strong enough to pull them out of the shadows. But with their pasts pressing hard against them, love might not be the easy part-surviving it might.