I’ve spent two years defending true love against the internet’s biggest cynic.
For two years, I’ve been moderating QueerWaystoFallinLove, a forum where people share their romantic meet-cutes.
And for two years, TruthGuardian has been the thorn in my optimistic side—debunking every sweet story with spreadsheets, statistics, and enough cynicism to drain the romance from a Nicholas Sparks marathon.
He calculates the exact cost of hoarded grocery items. He fact-checks power outages at Trader Joe’s.
He thinks love at first sight is just “compatible pheromone profiles.” We’ve turned arguing into an art form, and I know more about this stranger than some of my real-life friends.
But when a cute guy approaches me in a coffee shop, I’m about to learn that sometimes the most improbable love stories are the ones we’re already living.
And that TruthGuardian might be wrong about one thing: fate.
Moderating Love is an 18,000-word grumpy/sunshine MM romance about falling for your worst enemy, one snarky message at a time.
