Rowyn Varrish entered the rider's quadrant as she knew she would as it had been decided by her father when she was young, she stopped trying to fight it as she got older. She has three goals in the quadrant, stay alive, help Violet stay alive, and stay the hell away from the marked ones. From the moment she steps onto the Parapet those are the only things that matter to her. What she doesn't know is that there are two men that will make keeping her distance from marked ones increasingly difficult...

When Podge was told that no one ever went behind the PE building at his new school, all he could think was that he couldn't wait to show his friends their new smoke spot. What he wasn't expecting, however, was to find the spot already occupied by a little girl. She looked young, too young to be in secondary school, but she had a cigarette on her mouth so maybe she wasn't as young as he thought. She eyes them warily, as if silently willing them to go away. They didn't. They did, however, offer her some of the weed they managed to get their hands on. The group spent the rest of their break getting high and joking around. The next day, she was there again. And the next day. And the day after. Every day they smoked together behind the PE building, until eventually Ellie became a part of their little circle. Podge couldn't help but be enamored by her, but for the life of him he could not figure her out. He knew her family was loaded. So why go to BCS instead of Tommen? She had a good and stable upbringing. Why get involved with drugs and Shane Holland? She was nice. Why the hell did she act like she had no friends? He had so many questions and he wanted answers. He was determine to find out who she really was. READ TRIGGER WARNINGS PLEASE

FIRST BOOK OF THE VELVET & VOWS SERIES ♟️❤️‍🔥! ------------------------ Isabella Romano left her parents with nothing but a dream. Years later, she is a famous fashion designer with her own luxury brand in New York. Power. Money. Success. She has it all. What she doesn't know... is that New York is owned by the mafia. And the man who controls it is Matteo Lorenzo Moretti. Their worlds should never collide. But when they do, there is no escape. Because Matteo never loses what belongs to him. And once he sets his eyes on Isabella... she becomes his obsession. ----------- "Dio, Isabella... guarda cosa fai a me." (God, Isabella... look what you're doing to me.) he murmured, my name falling from his lips like a warning and a confession at the same time. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly too tight. He lifted his hand, slow enough that I could've stepped back. I didn't. His fingers brushed my waist. Just barely. A ghost of a touch. But it lit every nerve in my body on fire. I exhaled shakily, my voice barely a whisper. "Matteo..." His jaw flexed. His eyes dropped to my lips. Heat rippled through the space between us. And then - completely undone - he whispered, "Fuck it." Before I even realized he'd moved, his mouth crushed against mine. The kiss hit me like a shock - fierce, hungry, weeks of tension igniting in one impossible explosion. His hand slid behind my neck, pulling me into him as if he'd been holding back a storm and finally let it break loose. ------------ #1 gunfights - 01/22/2026 - 01/25/2026 #1 fashiondesigner 01/25/2026 #1 badboy 01/25/2025

"𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙝 𝘽𝙤𝙮." "𝙋𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙬𝙨 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮, 𝙒𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙚." 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 Darcy Molloy never needed anybody. She was content in being alone-or, at least, that's what she tried to believe. That was until she quite literally bumped into Gibsie. And since that day, she has never wanted to be anywhere else but with him. 𝐎𝐑 Gerard Gibson was good at pretending he was someone different. He wore Gibsie like armour, but when he saw the girl with daggers for eyes that saw right through his armour, he just couldn't pretend anymore. 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧 x !femoc aoife molloy little sister oc

DISCONTINUED FOR NOW Who's afraid of little old me? I was tame, I was gentle. Till the circus life made me mean. Dont you worry folks, We took out all her teeth. Who's afraid of little old me? Well, you should be. - Taylor Swift They took her crown. Now they'll learn what happens when you cage a storm. After being ripped away from Basgiath by the one man she's feared her entire life, Anastasia Tauri finds herself trapped back inside the glittering halls of the Navarrian palace-a kingdom built on secrets, cruelty, and blood. To the world, she is the lost princess returned home. To her father, she is a weapon to control. But Ana is no longer the frightened girl who once obeyed. Not after bonding two dragons. Not after wielding lightning. Not after falling in love with the wrong person. Back at Basgiath, Xaden Riorson is unraveling. Every second without Ana tears through the bond between them, pushing his shadows toward something violent and unforgiving. The kingdom should fear the rebellion leader coming for its stolen princess-because Xaden would burn Navarre to the ground just to hear her laugh again. And Garrick Tavis is caught in the middle of it all. Best friend. Ex-lover. Protector. As war brews beneath the surface of Navarre and deadly truths begin clawing their way into the light, Ana is forced to choose who she is willing to become: the obedient heir her father demands... or the storm destined to destroy him. But love and power are dangerous things. Especially when dragons are involved. Especially when kingdoms are watching. And especially when the girl everyone tried to break finally decides to fight back. In a world of betrayal, rebellion, dragons, and ruin, one thing becomes terrifyingly clear: No one survives loving Anastasia Tauri unchanged. [XADEN RIORSON x FEM! OC] BOOK #2 IN THE CROWN OF STORMS SERIES

being stuck between the two hottest boys in the school is a blessing right? ✰ 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 1st in arabella 1st in feely all rights go to chloe walsh!!

Joey bloody Lynch. The local junkie of Elk Terrace and, lucky me, my next-door neighbour. When I first moved here, I'll admit, I was curious. I mean, he's got that whole brooding, strung-out thing going on. I used to wonder, what's his deal? Who is he, really? What's the story behind the lanky lad who looks like he hasn't eaten in three days and acts like the world owes him something? Well, spoiler alert: he's a walking disaster. Personality-wise, he's an absolute car crash. Rude. Arrogant. Moody as sin. Honestly, one year. That's what Auntie Lisa promised. And then I can go. Back to London. Back to people who actually know how to hold a conversation without twitching every five seconds. But here I am, stuck in some grim corner of Ireland with Joey Lynch keeping me awake every bloody night. He's in my head like a bad pop song. And maybe that's what hate does. It doesn't burn hot-it festers. Keeps you up. Gnaws at you. And yet, for some infuriating reason, I can't look away. *** Olivia bleedin' Smith. Lives right next door, and thinks she's queen of the estate. Walks around like she's got a crown on her head and diamonds in her shoes. You'd take one look at her and think, "Ah, she's sweet. Bit posh. Keeps her head down." But nah. That girl's got fire in her belly and a tongue like a feckin' dagger. She's the type that'll look you dead in the eye, tell you exactly what she thinks of you, and not even flinch. And trust me, she's told me plenty. Thinks she's above it all - above me. Gives me this look sometimes, like I'm some grubby stain on her fancy trainers. All sharp jawlines and pouty lips, always flicking her hair like she's in some perfume ad. She's insufferable. Stubborn as hell. Always has to have the last word. And yet... there's something about her. Something I can't shake. She's like nicotine. One glare from her and I'm hooked. Can't decide if I want to scream at her or kiss her just to shut her up.

Julianna Renae Lynch was the eldest daughter to Marie and Teddy Lynch. She wasn't the same as the other kids. She was angry, she wasn't fearful. And some deep part of her brain felt like it was permanently altered to feel rage. Maybe she is a lot like her father. Gerard Joseph Gibson, comic relief, hilarious, a fierce friend. Trauma that runs deep. But what happens when the tough fighting girl meets the sunshine boy? Boys of Tommen fanfic All right to boys of Tommen go to Chloe Walsh Mature content warning. Please do not read if you can not handle. Started:March 2026

𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗢𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗡 |Clara Allen is Tommen's golden girl - the polite smile, the soft voice, the modest skirt. She doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, doesn't curse. She remembers birthdays, prays at night, and carries herself like the world will always bend to her kindness. Everyone sees the light she shines. But no one sees the shadows beneath it. Behind closed doors,Clara's faith twists like chains around her, and her past whispers secrets she's too scared to speak aloud. Her heart, fragile and unyielding, has never stopped belonging to Johnny Kavanagh - her childhood sweetheart, the boy who once promised her forever before rugby tore them apart. Years later, their secret glances remain, electric and fleeting, and her golden heart still beats only for him. But Tommen is no longer simple. Shannon Lynch, shy, quiet, and impossible to ignore, enters their lives - crashing into their fragile reconnection and turning it into something far messier. What starts as a love triangle spirals into something neither girl expected: stolen touches, secret glances, and the kind of tension that burns as much as it soothes. Lines blur. Loyalties shift. And in the middle of it all, Clara must face the truth - about her past, her faith, and the kind of love she's willing to fight for. She was the golden girl. He was her first love. But the girl who stood between them? She might just ruin everything... or save them both. ׂ╰┈➤. fem!oc x johnny kavanagh x shannon lynch published - sept 6, 2025 ended-

Lexi Biggs was sent to juvie at the age of 12, forced into adulthood six years too soon. She moves through the world, having seen things that would make war veterans queasy. One of the most hated and polarising characters in Cork, yet Biggs does not give two fucks. To an outsider's eye, Lex has it all: the confidence, the smarts, and an easy approach to life. Getting whatever and whoever she wants whenever she wants. It's not until Lexi is thrust out of the compounds of Juvie that her charismatic, self-assured mask is tested by a small redhead. Katie Wilmot is the perfect girlfriend, perfect friend and perfect student. Her boyfriend's cousin Lexi Biggs randomly shows up, acting as a cog in her well-oiled machine. No matter where she goes, Lexi is always there, watching, disrupting. As time passes, so does Katie's hatered for the clog in her machine... Although you know what they say, there is a very fine line between love and hate.... Katie Wilmot x FemOC Ballylagin, Ireland, 2004-2006