Delilah Holland was the younger sister to Shane Holland, the local dealer of Cork. She didn't let it define her, didn't let it ruin her. Joey lynch has always been a protector. When life just keeps getting harder, he runs to the one thing he thinks can help him. But when he goes to the drugs, there is a girl there. One who he can't seem to leave alone. Delilah and Joey start a friendship. One that blooms into something more. Until one night, it all gets ruined. And might never get rebuilt.

"𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰." Darren Lynch x Alex Connery BOYS OF TOMMEN FIC After years of ongoing domestic abuse, Darren Lynch bolts. He leaves everything behind, Ballylaggin, his parents, and unfortunately, his siblings. After applying to a top university and receiving a full-ride scholarship behind his parent's back, he hops on the quickest train to Belfast to attend Queen's university. At Queen's, he meets a group of friends that sees him more than the scars on his back and face, but still, he can't seem to overcome his history of fighting and sexual assault, that is, until the irritating blonde boy he meets one day breaks down his protective walls. Alex Connery's childhood was his favourite part of his entire life. The way he grew up is nothing like university, where he has to be an adult. After his twin sister experiences a series of struggle of self harm, he doesn't hesitate to help the boy with the sad blue eyes that he meets on his first day of school. Although, he's quite stubborn and won't let him completely in. They don't get along, not until something he finds out about him that changes his perspective on everyone. CONTAINS THEMES OF: self harm, suicide, rape/sexual assault, drinking, drugs.

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.

Tadhg Lynch was bad news. He didn't belong at Tommen College, he didn't belong with the Kavanaghs, and he sure as hell didn't belong with stability. He was comfortable with that. Comfortable with the idea that he would always be the worst of the lot. The dangerous. The reckless. The black sheep. They could look at his scarred past all they wanted-because he didn't give a shit. But when Liv Twomey becomes determined to steal that reckless label for herself, the black sheep is forced into the last role he ever wanted: saving the principal's daughter. Liv Twomey didn't get punished. Ever. She fit perfectly into the box her parents built for her: pretty, smart, the principal's perfect girl. But when being good only earns you neglect, what's the point? Good girls stay tucked in at night. Bad girls go everywhere. She's ready to burn her perfect life to the ground. So why the hell is the most dangerous boy in school determined to catch her before she hits the floor?

Just when Rory Lynch thinks her life might already be over, she's handed something dangerously close to hope. Raising her siblings is second nature by now; feeding them, dressing them, shielding them from the worst at home. Protecting them? That's instinct. But no one's ever really succeeded in protecting her. Enter Niall Walsh: personified grump, local rugby god, arms of tattoos and a permanent scowl - except when it comes to his nine year-old sister. He's the last person Rory expects to care. And maybe the first one who really does. BOYS OF TOMMEN | OC x OC

IN WHICH: TADHG LYNCH X LEAH DALY "You always were two steps ahead of everyone. We'd walk behind while you would run. And the years have proved to offer nothing since you moved. Now you're long gone, and I can't move on, and I miss you." - Missing, No Mercy "Shut up, Lynch." "Shutting up, Daly." Started: June 5th, 2025 Finished: March 25th, 2026 word count: ≈150k words ‼️ I'VE WRITTEN "TADGH" INSTEAD OF "TADHG" THROUGHOUT ACT 1 AND ACT 2 I'M SORRY

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.

𝒩ora Lace writes love letters she never intends to send. Quiet confessions. Hidden feelings. Pieces of herself she keeps tucked away. Because some people are easier to love from a distance. Joey Lynch was never supposed to become one. completed but under major revision

Nessa Byrne has always been the good girl. At 15, she's known for following the rules, keeping her head down, and never giving anyone a reason to talk. Sweet, steady, and impossible to fault, Nessa has built her life on control, on being the opposite of her older brother Flynn, whose name seems to live permanently on detention slips and whispered gossip around Tommen College. But beneath the neat uniforms and quiet smiles, Nessa is bored out of her mind. When she moves to Ballylaggin to join Flynn at Tommen, she tells herself nothing will change. She'll make the team, keep her grades up, and stay far away from the kind of chaos that seems to follow him and his friends everywhere. Especially Tadhg Lynch. Loud, reckless, and impossible to ignore, Tadhg is everything Nessa can't stand, and everything she learned the hard way not to want. A year ago, she was just another girl watching him from the sidelines. Now, she can't think of anything worse than being noticed by him. But Tommen has a way of blurring lines. Between good and reckless. Between control and curiosity. Between who you are-and who you might be if you let yourself slip, just for a second. And when one night changes everything, Nessa finds herself caught in the orbit of a boy she swore she'd never get close to. Because Tadhg Lynch doesn't follow rules. And for the first time in her life, Nessa Byrne isn't sure she wants to either.