PART TWO Tadhg Lynch is swarmed in the mess that came along with the girl he had fallen head-over-heels for, knowing he could never return from the intense commotion that her mother's health left in her wake. Trying to cling to the parts of the girl that was still alive, Tadhg is only losing himself in the desperation to win her. Ciara Bellemore was dead. Maybe not at heart, but deep in her broken soul. She trained herself to learn how to accept-to let the only person that loved her since birth go. The only person she cared for this deeply. Chasing the desire to feel again, she intertwined herself to the boy who had ever made her feel alive in her suffocating orbit and broke all the walls down for him. She was his destined half. He was hers. Together, they were forever.

Fanfic de AJ Lynch | los chicos de Tommen. [segunda generación.]

𝐑𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡 is a rugby devotee-just like his da Johnny Kavanagh, Rory's becoming a rugby star for Ireland too. And just like his mam. Rory's heart is full of love...but no one to love? Rory always had his life planned from the beginning he's always wanted to play rugby. Stick to tradition like his da. And Rory was fine with it, well till he met someone very unfamiliar or maybe not so unfamiliar..who crashed into his life. Literally. 𝐈𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐲 is the kind of girl who doesn't care what people think, she's just going along with her life her way-reading, laughing and spending time with her closest friends, who have loved her fiercely since she can remember. They all grew up together, sharing memories, secrets, and maybe something Issie hasn't quite pieced tighter yet. But maybe Issie will figure it out when she starts Tommen for the new school year. RoryKavanaghxIssieDempsey BOT second generation

in which cordelia gibson can't stop herself from getting entangled with her childhood best-friend patrick feely. ... patrick feely x fem!oc boys of tommen series

⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Katie Wilmot Quiet, observant, and deeply introspective, Katie has spent much of her life learning to hide parts of herself. The absence of her parents left her in the care of her Nan and Grandpa, providing stability but never fully erasing the hollowness she carries. Katie struggles with an eating disorder, a symptom of her need for control in a life that often feels chaotic and unfair. She is fiercely loyal to her friends, like Casey and Aoife, and deeply sensitive to the emotional undercurrents around her. Though she initially appears reserved and cautious, Katie is capable of impulsive emotion - moments where desire, anger, or hurt break through her careful exterior, all emotions caused by the one person who unknowingly haunts and consumes all of her thoughts. Patrick Feely Confident, magnetic, and often impulsive, Patrick struggles with alcohol and self-destructive tendencies that mask his emotional vulnerabilities. He is protective of his friends and fiercely loyal, especially toward Hughie, but often pushes boundaries in ways that hurt those around him - intentionally or not. He did not always act with thought, like a drunken kiss or reckless, intoxicated decisions that he will regret every single day of his life. He screwed up royally, and now he would pick up the pieces again not knowing that repairing a broken heart is a lot harder than tuning a guitar. Patrick carried a bottle like a secret companion. Katie carried hunger like armor. Neither of them asked for help. ∘₊✧─────✧₊∘ Softer, harder, in between. You know just how to get to me. He is stable. You are deep. ⸝⸝ ⟡ Trigger warnings within the book. This is a work of fiction. All rights of storyline and characters belong to Chloe Walsh <3

Liam Lynch. Everyone says his name like it explains him. The town's golden boy. Lizzie likes him. Teachers like him. Old women in the shop like him. He remembers birthdays and asks about your granny and carries bags without being asked. He is always there. That's the part I can't get my head around. He stands too close sometimes. Not in a scary way. Just... close. Like he's afraid if he steps back, I'll disappear. He says he loves me. I nod when he says it because that's what you do. I don't know what love is meant to feel like in the body. People say it's warm or fizzy or like fireworks, but my chest just feels the same as always-tight, flat, like someone's pressed pause. Sometimes my stomach hurts around him, but I don't know if that means something good or something bad. Hunger and nerves feel the same to me. Fear and excitement too. Everything is all mixed up, like colours bleeding together. He doesn't leave me alone. Ever. If I walk home, he walks with me. If I sit somewhere quiet, he appears like he's been summoned. People say I'm lucky. They say he's protective. I don't know the difference between protection and being trapped. Sometimes he smiles at me and my chest tightens sharper than usual. Sometimes I want him to stop talking. Sometimes I want him to stay. I don't know which feeling is which. I don't know if what he calls love is what I feel, or if what I feel is nothing at all. *** Maeve O'Neill ruined me the second I saw her. Not in a loud way. Quiet. Permanent. She doesn't say much, but I don't need words from her. I'll read the silences. I'll fill the gaps. I'll love her enough for both of us if I have to. Even when she looks at me like she's trying to solve a puzzle and can't find the edges, I don't get angry. I get patient. I can wait. I don't care if it costs me. I don't care if it hurts. I'll protect her. I'll help her. I'll stay beside her until she understands what love is-or until I disappear trying.

Ella era feliz asta que su madre murio cuando ella tenia 12 años, aquel dia todo se torcio en su vida. Intenta vivir una vida perfecta con sus dos hermanos menores siendo siempre la mejor, manteniendo la fachada de la familia feliz y perfecta puertas a fuera, ya que pagan con creces el minimo error que cometen dentro de las 4 paredes que deverían de ser su lugar seguro, su casa. El nunca ha sido feliz del todo, desde que sus padres murieron esta mas perdido que nunca sintiendose como un extraño en la vida que le han dado los Kavanagh. Es un desastre y no intenta ocultarlo, piensa que no tiene salvación, que es un caso perdido estancado en el pasado, y sucumbido en tentaciones peligrosas. Cuando se dio cuenta de lo que vivía Ashley decidió que debía ayudarla, pero ella es muy cabezota y no se lo pondrá muy fácil. Ashley también intentara ayudar a Tadhg, pero el es muy orgulloso para siquiera admitir que no esta bien. Son muy diferentes el uno del otro y a la vez muy parecidos. Podran salvarse mutuamente o seran la destrucción del otro. Tadhg Linch x Ashley Martin (Todos los personajes le pertenecen a Chloe Walsh a excepción de algunos personajes como la protagonista, su familia, sus amigos y otros que me pertenecen a mi)

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 nunca teve chance de quebrar o ciclo, não quando o mesmo sangue amaldiçoado que corria nas veias dele, também corria nas dela. Eleonor nunca sentiu que pertencia a lugar nenhum. Em casa, os olhos da mãe estavam sempre arregalados demais, vazios demais, cercados por aquelas olheiras escuras que nunca iam embora. O pai mal se mexia do sofá, garrafas de cerveja vazias espalhadas aos seus pés, a TV sempre ligada em algum jogo idiota que ninguém realmente se importava. E Shane, sempre irritado com alguma coisa. Sempre procurando um motivo pra explodir. Ela nunca quis estar ali. Não de verdade. Nunca, mesmo. Foi passada de uma casa pra outra. Um lar adotivo atrás do outro. Ninguém realmente a queria. Não a verdadeira ela. Na maioria das vezes, parecia que só queriam que ela fosse quieta, obediente - fácil de lidar. Não mais uma criança traumatizada. Não mais uma boca pra alimentar, principalmente uma que retrucava ou chorava à noite. Então, quando tinha seis anos, algo diferente aconteceu. Ela foi parar em uma casa onde as pessoas realmente a enxergavam. Não através dela, não ao redor dela - mas ela. Como se ela importasse. Havia duas outras crianças. E havia Joey Lynch - um garoto com o seu próprio tipo de caos silencioso, mas que fazia ela sentir que talvez... talvez ela não estivesse sozinha na bagunça. E talvez, de algum jeito, os dois pudessem descobrir como quebrar o ciclo. Aquela sensação de peso que sempre parecia seguir crianças como eles.

Nessa McGarry queda inmediatamente enamorada de Tadhg Lynch en cuanto lo ve el primer día de instituto. Antes que cualquier chica se le adelante, se propone a sí misma que ese chico va a ser suyo. Y Nessa siempre cumple con su palabra. - Tadhg Lynch x female oc - Boys of Tommen saga ¡Prohibida su copia o adaptación!

Tadhg Lynch nunca tuvo una infancia, solo recuerdos de humo, gritos y sangre. Hijo de un monstruo y una madre ausente, creyó que el consuelo estaba en sus hermanos. Pero cuando ellos encontraron su propio camino, Tadhg quedó atrapado en el limbo: demasiado mayor para olvidar, demasiado joven para sanar. Ahora, bajo el techo de una familia que lo acogió, aprende a sonreír cuando todos miran y a decir "estoy bien" antes de que nadie pregunte. Mientras Shannon y Joey reconstruyen sus vidas entre risas y caricias, él se consume en silencio, convencido de que siempre será el recuerdo incómodo de aquel infierno. Pero entonces llega Cassandra Wilkinson. Un huracán con piernas kilométricas, un vocabulario que haría sonrojar a un marinero y una sonrisa capaz de iluminar el mundo entero. Cassie es dura, cinica y lleva su armadura de tacones y pullas como una experta guerrera. Aprendió a reírse del desprecio, de los chicos que solo miran su culo y de un universo que nunca la eligió primero. Debajo del escándalo y los tacos, solo quiere que alguien la mire y piense: "Ella. Solo ella". Cuando sus caminos se crucen, Tadhg descubrirá que Cassie no se asusta de las sombras. Y Cassie entenderá que los chicos de ojos tristes y alma rota no siempre huyen de la tormenta. A veces, se quedan. ¿Dos almas rotas pueden reconstruirse sin hacerse más daño del que ya tienen? #1 en johnnykavanagh [21/04/2026] #1 en aoifemolloy [22/04/2026]