At twenty-six, Clara Whitmore has built a life she can control. Her days are precise, her work as a dentist meticulous, and her heart... carefully protected. After everything she's faced, she's learned to rely only on herself. Luke Matthews, also twenty-six, is everything the world admires: talented, charming, and seemingly untouchable. A professional ice hockey star with a smile that could light up a city, he carries a weight that no one sees-a vulnerability behind the fame and the effortless confidence. Two years ago, their lives intersected for a fleeting, unforgettable night-one filled with laughter, warmth, and a spark neither of them could explain. But life pulled them apart, leaving memories that linger like shadows. Now, fate brings them together again. A chance meeting in Clara's clinic sets off a slow, teasing, and irresistible pull. Friendships are tested, walls are challenged, and hearts are pushed toward a possibility neither thought they could risk. Fracture Line is a slow-burn, friends-to-lovers romance about love that sneaks up when you least expect it, the fragility of trust, and the invisible cracks in our lives that sometimes lead us to the people who can make us whole.

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I had never needed anyone. I didn't know what it was like to need a person until I met him. I needed him. He looked at me as if there was something inside me worth looking at. I hated him for it. Why? Because I could see myself loving him. If only things had happened differently.

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝟗 Tadhg lynch is one of the survivors, of the fire. of that house.. everybody knows about it, the fire that killed his mother and father. He's not exactly a loner, people know him-he has friends and he's a sports guy at tommen. Most People steer clear of Tadhg due to his temper issues and baggage. On the other hand, Leah Healy is her family's angel in baby, the youngest and the most bright one. Smart, and super kind. The type of person to rescue Stray cats and nurse them back to health to help them find a home. He's a wild fire and she is his only extinguisher, will the fire go out or will everything burst into flames?

𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 Rory Kavanagh is the golden boy of Ballylaggin, Cork. Since his father retired from professional rugby, making more than enough money for the rest of his family's life. Rory took his father's jersey number-following in his footsteps. Everything was perfect, he'd been training with the academy during the summer, just like his dad. That's until his childhood bestfriend comes home after being away for multiple months.. Then his world flips upside down, with feelings he shouldn't be having for his best friend.

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.

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.

Finn Gibson. Number seven on the rugby team. A gentleman, proper like. Always opening doors and saying things like "after you" and "you alright there?" in this soft voice that somehow makes you feel seen. He's funny too - not the show-off type of funny, more the kind where you're halfway through laughing before you realise it was even a joke. Real clever wit, quiet like. It's not fair, honestly. And he drums, like actually properly drums, not just tapping out rhythms on the school desk like every other lad in Tommen. He's in a band and all. Do I like him? Yeah. I like him loads. More than I should. But this isn't that kind of story. I come from a house where everything's heavy. Where things crack and break and no one says sorry. Where nice things don't last, and if you want something - really want something - it gets used against you. You don't let your heart out in a place like mine. You learn to nod and keep quiet and do what Da says, even when you hate it, even when it's wrong. That's just how it is. So when Finn looks at me like I matter - really, properly matter - I want to believe it. I want to tell him I think about him when I fall asleep. So yeah. I like Finn Gibson. But liking someone like him... it feels like trying to hold light in your hand. Beautiful. Impossible. *** Mina O'Neill. Jesus, I don't even know where to start with her. She's the most beautiful human being I've ever seen in my life, and I mean that with my whole chest. She moves like she doesn't even touch the ground. A ballerina, and not the stuck-up kind either. She's always working, always rehearsing, and when she talks about dance, it's like watching someone light up from the inside. And me? I'm just... me. Watching her from the side of things. Hoping. I think she knows. I know she knows. She's not daft. But there's something holding her back. I don't know what. Maybe it's me. Maybe it's something in her life I don't see. But I'm not giving up.

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?

Book six in the Westbridge U series Logan Brooks thought he had his life figured out. At 25, he's been drafted to the NHL and has everything he's ever dreamed of-fame, freedom, and a future on the ice. Until the night everything changes with a single knock on his door. Left with a four-month-old baby girl and a heartbreaking note from the mother he barely knew, Logan is thrust into a world of bottles, diapers, and sleepless nights. Hockey might've taught him how to take a hit, but nothing could've prepared him for this. Enter Rylee Carver-23, freshly out of college with a degree in early childhood education and a desperate need for a job and a fresh start. Becoming Luna's live-in nanny is the perfect solution... for both of them. She's nurturing, fierce, and completely off-limits. But as the days blur into late-night feedings and early-morning laughs, Logan finds himself falling-for the one girl he shouldn't. And Rylee sees through the tough, unserious hockey player to the scared but devoted father underneath. Love wasn't part of the plan. But sometimes, family finds you in the most unexpected ways. A tender, slow-burn romance about unexpected fatherhood, healing, and the kind of love that changes everything.