Crea Reitan

Egon Wolf is on a hockey scholarship but failing at everything else. Knowing he's going to lose his ride if he doesn't get his academic act together, he seeks out a tutor....

It's a new start—brand new school in a completely different state. For the first time, I now have the freedom to be unapologetically me. But as my luck would have it, I have shit taste in men. The first man to pay me a compliment has so many red flags, that I think I'm in a storm.

Falling in love with my father's best friend wasn't on my to-do list. Yes, he's hot. Sure, I've been flirting with him since I was 16. Of course, I'd be down for a little fun. When Laiken begins returning my flirting, things get heated.

This wasn't supposed to happen to me. I'm supposed to be at the top of my career. Untouchable. Worshiped. Finally proving to all the jerks in my life that I made it. I'm at the top. Then a video that shouldn't exist leaks and everything comes crashing down.

I'll paint this moment immortal. Months of texting silly innuendos led to the hottest moment of my young life. Instead of dealing with the moment like an adult, I ghost him for nine days. Just when I think I'm ready to face him, he's on his way out to hook up. I lose my shit.

One summer. An island resort escape. Solitude to banish the demons in my past. What begins as a chance meeting on a beach during sunset turns into the most romantic, life-changing five weeks I could ever dream up with two of the most amazing men I've ever met.

I used to believe in fairy tales, but I've kissed far too many frogs that never turn into Prince Charming. The glass slipper never fits. I'm always the ugly step-sibling; never the princess. They're the same crushing blows every time.

I've made my life a complete facade. It works for me. I'm successful and have a career I wouldn't trade for anything. One night threatens all of my carefully constructed walls.

I've spent a short lifetime learning that what people say they want is rarely what they actually want. What I hope for is a relationship where both of us feel comfortable together. I think I've finally found what I'm looking for in a mail-order bride. Then he shows up.

With years of hard work, I've made the Rainbow Dorset University Unicorns football team the pride of the state. My reputation speaks for itself, so the school stays out of my way, and that's how I like it. If they can't handle my sparkle, they have no business in my shine.

After a series of relationships where I've been made to feel inadequate because of my asexuality, I've made the sole focus of my life my coaching career. I love hockey—the chill of the ice, the fast-paced, high-stress game. I love the fans and the atmosphere. The energy.

After the fallout between me, my brother, and Simon, I find myself either wallowing in a black pit of depression or lashing out with vicious rage. Technically, Simon still lives in the condo the three of us bought together, but ever since our relationship imploded months ago, I've barely seen him.

I've been secretly married for eight years. Why is it a secret? Because having an open marriage splashed all over headlines isn't a good look. We'd constantly be under the spotlight, our lives and relationships judged.

Hiding behind my mascot mask has always worked in my favor. As someone with social anxiety and paralyzing shyness, the ability to be out in the world without being seen is the only way I'm able to function. It also means I can long for my crush from afar without him knowing.

I've spent my college career editing adult videos, but never has one hit me as hard as seeing my girlfriend of sixteen months with the football team. Needless to say, I'm devastated. I need to hurt her like she's hurt me. My friends dub this mission Project: FU.

Simon has more or less moved out, Damon is burying his rage, and me? I'm in misery, trapped in the dark hole of unrequited love. I don't know where to turn....

I don't know what it is about this man that has captivated me like no one else. It's made me question everything I think I know about myself. But that's fine—I'll obsess from afar until I graduate and move on with my life.

My marriage of circumstance is proving to be the recipe for happily ever after.

Sometimes, all it takes is a single moment to realize you're needed somewhere, and in that moment, your entire life changes. Felton has so many broken pieces that he can barely breathe. But that's okay. I'm going to show this man what love is.

I've wanted one thing for as long as I can remember—someone to love, a family, and a happily ever after. I finally found it with the least likely person across the street. Our life together has been dipped in espresso and given a massive jolt forward, but we couldn't be happier.