Joey Lynch Fanfic Boys Of Tommen

🐞| 🏑| 🍂| 🥨 Él era caos, ella calma. Dos vidas marcadas por lo que callan, unidas por lo que sienten. A veces, amar también es una forma de sobrevivir. Joey Lynch fanfic

book 2 of Finding 4

Él ama a otra chica. Ella está dispuesta a ayudarlo para que la consiga. ᵖᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᶠᵉᵉˡʸ ˣ ᶠᵉᵐ ᵒᶜ! fanfiction.

Alessia Larking no quiere llamar la atención. No la necesita. Después de todo lo que ha vivido, aprendió que guardar silencio es la mejor forma de protegerse. Es lista, tranquila, y mucho más fuerte de lo que parece. Llega a Tommen College con una sola idea en la cabeza: aguantar. Nueva ciudad, nuevo colegio, nuevas reglas. Alessia solo quiere pasar desapercibida, pero en un lugar donde a todos les importa lo que piensen los demás, quedarse en silencio a veces puede ser más peligroso que hablar. En Tommen, entre pasillos llenos de secretos y sonrisas que no siempre son sinceras, va conociendo gente que empieza a importarle más de lo que pensaba. Entre ellos está Tadhg Lynch. Frío, cortante, y desde el primer momento... tan lejano como si fuera imposible de alcanzar. Eran polos opuestos. Pero algo los unía. ¿Podrá Tadhg ayudar a Alessia a salir del agujero donde ha estado atrapada toda su vida?

Brendan Clearly. He was the lad I liked since I was barely out of pigtails, the one who never slagged me off when the rest of the boys thought it was gas. He was different. Always smiling, always asking me if I'd eaten, like some little mammy trapped in a seventeen-year-old fella's body. It sounds stupid, but those tiny things kept me going. And then I went and wrecked it. Not just with him-no, I managed to shatter it with all of them. My friends, the ones who made the halls feel less lonely, the ones who kept me tethered here when the world felt too heavy. Gone. Because of me. Just a mistake, that's all it was, but a mistake that cost me everything. And now when I see him across the yard, laughing with the others, it's like a knife. He doesn't even look my way. And I deserve that, don't I? *** Caoimhe Kavanagh. Once upon a time she was my best mate. The kind of girl you'd sit on a wall with for hours, talking about nothing and everything. She was soft, kind, never the type to go looking for trouble. But now? I hardly recognise her. She's gone cold, sharp, always hanging 'round with that crowd-the type of people you know are only bad news. Ciggies tucked in their sleeves, mouths full of poison. And she's right there in the middle of it, like she belongs to them now. Part of me wants to write her off, tell myself she's not the Caoimhe I knew. That girl's dead and gone. But... I can't. I remember too much. The way she used to laugh, the way she'd defend you even when you were being a gobshite, the way she cared more than she ever let on. That's still inside her, I swear it is. I don't care how hard she tries to hide behind the mask she's wearing now-I know my friend is in there somewhere. And I'll drag her back if I have to. Because she's worth it.

She is under water, but he will pull her out. Whatever it takes. Tadgh Lynch doesn't do distractions. He's guarded, sharp, and has more baggage than he lets on. But starting at Tommen College, nothing's supposed to shake him-not even her. Jaylana Pierce is quiet, bruised, and hiding something no one else sees. Secrets are second nature to her. Survival depends on them. Tadgh knows he should stay away. But the more he sees through her walls, the harder that becomes. And saving her might just cost him everything.

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