Angol
Blake
When my parents threatened to cut me off if I wasn't married by the time I turned thirty, I thought finding a wife would be easy. But apparently, I'm not the best at dating, and almost two years later, I'm still very single.
My birthday is coming up fast, and unless I want to give up the comfortable lifestyle I'm used to, I need to find someone willing to settle down with quickly. I'm desperate and out of ideas, until my best friend suggests I apply for a new reality dating show.
Now I'm a contestant on the first season of Love Without Labels, a completely blind reality dating show where we talk to each other through distorted voice technology and texts. No photos, ages, genders, or even names will be revealed until we decide to move in together.
I knew all of this when I signed up, and even though I'm straight, I assumed it would be easy to tell if I was talking to a woman.
Apparently, I was wrong.
Liam
It's my final season working for the family farm before I take over for my dad. I'm ready to find someone to build a real future with, but I know they aren't in my small hometown.
Love Without Labels feels like the perfect chance to find my person. I've never cared much about labels anyway. All I want is someone who's loyal, honest, and I can share my dreams with.
As we narrow down our matches, there's only one person I can imagine a future with. Someone who listens, makes me laugh, and feel wanted in a way I haven't in a long time.
But while I've kept my mind open about who I'm falling for, apparently, he's been convinced I was a woman this entire time.
Will he still want to continue building on the connection we have now that he knows the truth? Or was this relationship doomed before it could really even begin?
