The Space Between Snowflakes

When hockey captain John Logan and his teammate Garrett Graham both fall for the same girl, the three discover that some games are better played together in this steamy Off Campus fanfic.

A passionate *Off Campus* fanfic following figure skater Sam Graham as she navigates competition, family pressure, and a secret romance with her twin brother's best friend, hockey star John Logan.

You came to Briar expecting college, classes and maybe a little fun. You didn’t expect to fall into the orbit of four hockey players with very different ideas of romance. Garrett, Logan, Dean and Tucker are all single and all interested. Between parties, hockey games, late-night confessions and dangerously good chemistry, you’ll have to decide who gets your heart before someone else steals it.

When Briar’s queen of overachievement Elise starts a scorched-earth rivalry with hockey star Dean di Laurentis—where every karaoke battle, classroom diss, and game-night showdown pushes their obsession to the brink—they discover that the only thing fiercer than their mutual hatred is the secret everyone on Fifth Line already knows: they're one lost bet away from falling.

When the Briar U hockey team dares notorious playboy John Logan to seduce their coach's daughter in two months, they don't realize the bet will shatter the team, expose buried secrets, and destroy the one girl who could have saved them all.

This is the shooting and making of off campus season 3

Fanfiction de Off Campus: Veronica Lodge, una estudiante de Música con un pasado oculto, hace un trato con Garrett Graham, el arrogante capitán de hockey — clases de filosofía a cambio de un romance falso. Ninguno esperaba que el juego se volviera real.

When Briar University's brooding hockey captain Dean Di Laurentis falls hard for sweet, oblivious figure skater Adelia Monroe, his friends and hers refuse to help—watching him fumble his way through asking her out becomes everyone's favorite sport.

You've been sleeping with your hot older friend for years—no strings, no feelings. But when the test turns positive,