𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚: 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. josephine (josie) callaghan was never supposed to end up in ireland. after losing her biological mom, josie was adopted by her mother's best friend-an icy, calculated woman with a sharp tongue and colder hands. her new family, full of arguments and deceit, gave her a new last name, a new older brother, and no real place to belong. years later, after her father's sudden death, she's dragged from california to the rainy hills of cork, ireland-with nothing but a small voice, too many secrets, and a nervous system that never learned how to settle. while her brother slips effortlessly into the rugby crowd at bcs-popular, confident, untouchable-josie's sent to tommen, where the boys are brutal and big, the girls are scary and beautiful, and everyone seems to be watching for weakness. josie doesn't talk about her brother. doesn't talk about the way he never really saw her. or how years of being invisible to the boy who was supposed to protect her made her flinch around loud voices, rough hands, and boys who look too much like trouble. especially older ones. and then there's johnny kavanagh-untouchable, unreadable, and more broken than he looks. he sees her. maybe too much. but josie callaghan has learned the hard way: love isn't safe-especially when the first boy you were ever supposed to trust barely looked at you. and trust? that's a game she never figured out the rules to.

Leah Daly has learned to survive by staying quiet. At home, silence keeps her safe. At school her mouth is her biggest tool. Until Tadhg Lynch - the boy she loathes - starts seeing through the cracks she worked to hard to keep hidden. Tadhg Lynch isn't looking for anyone to save him. He's got enough ghosts of his own. - A past that still haunts him and a father's shadow he can't outrun. Somehow, he can't seem to stay away from Leah.

❝I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY BAD REPUTATION❞ in which mike wheeler falls for the kid sister of steve harrington. [mike wheeler x fem!oc] HIGHEST RANKS - #1 IN FANFICTION #1 IN STRANGERTHINGS #1 IN MIKEWHEELER #1 IN FINNWOLFHARD #1 IN 80S © 2018 sameezyy

━━━━━━ ❝ 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. ❞ i think i hate you, you know that? 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝖮𝖢 ( 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 2 )

Alaya Tara Nahar's stalking abilities are close to zero to none, so for her to mess up a potential relationship with just a like wasn't unheard of. Or that's what she thought. ❪ both images and written bits will be included ❫ Copyright © tazwrites 2021. All rights reserved.

«You aren't mine to lose.»

She never met someone that is so cold and soft at the same time, that is mean to everyone, and not to mention he is super hot. He never met someone so shy, that only minds her own business, and is a total darling and makes his cold heart melt. Liliana Smith is a total angel, she is shy, and the girl that had no friends and her parents are workaholic, she just finished high school and is about to go to college. Greyson Carter is the opposite of Liliana he is cold, has lots of friends, is a hockey player, and has the perfect family. He is on his second year of college. As everyone says, opposites attract each other.

She was a ray of sunshine, an over achiever, a bookworm, way too gullible and selfless. But that's only the side she wants people to see. He was the polar opposite. Grumpy 24/7, introverted, tough on the outside. He also happened to be the captain of Yale's hockey team and was well on his way to getting drafted into NHL. But deep down, there's more to him than just the grumpy captain. When fate brings them together, can they put aside their past to make room for their future, or will they keep avoiding the undeniable tension in the air every time they're within 1 foot of each other. -------- highest rankings: ✿ #3 in him ✿ #84 in anxiety ✿ #28 in cocky ✿ #5 in yale ✿ #1 in oilers ✿ #65 in nhl ✿ #4 in smirk -------- (THANK YOU GUYS AGAIN)

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~