Sheehan Stories

❝So you can keep me. Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans. Holding me close until our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home❞

The year is 1940 and London is on fire. The bombs don't stop hitting. Glen is forced to be evacuated to the countryside. But London calls once more ... Cover made by @starfromouterspace

"I can see it. The line of thread. Attaching you to him. Oh I can see it alright,". The night of the dinner party changes everything for Adelaide Thomas. One moment she is talking to her mother the next she saw something she didn't think was possible. Her own destiny.  However, Adelaide finds herself overwhelmed with moral questions. Will her conscience allow her to do what is needed to carry out her destiny? Cover made by @starfromouterspace all copyrights go to this user do not save this cover and use it for your own purposes without asking this user first for her awesome cover.

Five years after The End Where I Begin, there was a tragic accident. Two people were killed. Two people were left behind. How do you go on after your happy ending?

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Dr Kate Stevens and head curator of the natural history museum. What many people don't know however is who the father of her son is. Little Arthur is a bright, loving and friendly little boy. Join the journey as the father of her son finally meets his 4,5 year old son. And join in the story of Kate as she's become the little sister of Prince Harry and Prince William they never had, which of course complicates things a little more.

Seven years is a long time. That’s 84 months to be exact. That’s 2,556 days since Evanlyn Jones left Danny O’Donoghue in the abandoned streets of Dublin. That’s 61,360 hours since she shattered his fragile heart. That’s 3,681,644 minutes since he managed to glue the pieces back together. That’s an infinite amount of moments for Danny to finally get over Mrs. Jones. That is...until that 3,681,645th minute when he missed a call. That one, particular moment in time when Evanlyn Jones managed to worm her way back into his life. And it was all because of one voicemail. (If you haven't read Me and Mrs. Jones already I suggest you do! Thank you:) )

Laura is a Erasmus student attending Trinity College, on her second to last day she goes out with friends to celebrate her birthday and departure, meeting the lads of the script during the night.

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The Script find a girl injured in the street and they feel obliged to help. However, the attacker gets away and Teghan cannot be left alone.

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"Em, what are you doing?" I politely ask her whilst I surrounded her waist with my arm. "Just cuddling, you know," A sassy grin takes her face. "The usual." I gasp when her gentle small hand reaches my hair and start playing with it. "I don't know what I would do without you." I hum to myself, hoping she didn't listen. "Or what I would be. I've learnt so much from our relationship, God." She heard me, her hands travelled from my scruffy hair to my biceps and they stayed there, holding tight. "Wrecked, I know you would be nothing without me."