The first rule of photography is to never fabricate your subject. Yet here I am, fabricating an entire relationship with campus hockey hero Ethan, complete with carefully curated social media posts and practiced public kisses.
My dreams are bigger than my bank account. Just click the shutter and ...
I never thought I’d fall in love. I was the quintessential player with a lineup of one-night stands. Never any real connections.
Then I met her.
One look at Karen and I felt like I’d taken a fastball to the heart. She was so sexy and real that I knew I was never going back to my old life. ...
[US + UK] She thinks her scholarship is real. He thinks she's the prettiest prey he's ever trapped.
All I want is to dance ballet.
All he wants is to dance on my grave.
One tragic mistake sets me in Gant Auclair's warpath.
A warpath I thought I'd dodged two years ago.
But the game doe...
They say journalists should never become part of the story. Someone should've warned me before I locked eyes with six-foot-two of brooding hockey defenseman.
Covering the college hockey team was supposed to be my stepping stone, not the assignment that would tangle my heart in a power play I neve...
She fixes engines. I break hearts.
One full-throttle kiss with a sexy stranger—I’m instantly obsessed.
As an F1 champ with a dirty mind, I don’t do relationships.
Not until I meet June Kennedy.
She’s the mechanic I’m stuck running a go-kart camp with.
Sharp-tongued, stubborn...
She's falling for someone she's never met. He's falling for a woman he can't have.
When Christine Coleman signs up for a friendship app, Bee Friendly, she's just looking for a connection. Now she has a problem: she wants a real-life romance with the internet stranger she's been chatting with for ...
Two years ago, I had the hottest night of my life with a woman who didn’t want to tell me her name—and in a tequila-fueled fever dream, I agreed. She was funny, sexy, and after I got past her brittle shell, secretly very sweet.
In the morning, she was gone. I’ve looked for her in every city...
Big. Curvy. Thick. Whatever term you use for not skinny, that’s what I’ve always been.
Pole dancing helped me learn to appreciate my curvy body and even feel sexy. And while my self-esteem has improved over the years, my taste in men has always been stuck in the tall, dark, and toxic category...