I have seventeen dollars to my name and a one-way bus ticket to my new college town—two months early. Oh, and the name of a man I’ve never met scrawled on a piece of paper. Henry Wilde.
When Ashley leaves a review on a site for adult items, moaning about her husband’s lack of interest, she doesn’t expect anyone to care. But one man does. He f…
You might think I’m your average spooky, queer goth girl who lives in a haunted house with spiders, bones, bugs, and witchy shit with a girlfriend who has a girlfriend who has a husband.
Vivian Valentine: Her dream is to be a journalist and with the enticing offer of the most prestigious program in the country, Vivvy jumps at the opportunity…
