Stories

Devon obtains a place at Sussex University where he meets Ken(t)

It started off as a simple, innocent friendship between two college students brought together by an English project. Noah is shy, quiet and nerdy, while Jordan is the exact opposite, athletic, social and outgoing. A series of events, a break up, an unexpected injury, bring the two closer together. And as the pair delve deeper into their project, they realize that simple, innocent friendship may not be so simple or innocent after all.

Kevin’s been the poor kid, the military brat, the boy without a dad, the neighborhood pot dealer, the study abroad student. Because he’s always known that, when things get tough, you just turn the page and move on.

If only he could get his mind off the three very different men he left behind.

The Leopards have scattered, some interstate and others to different parts of Melbourne, but the events of 2014 continue to bind them together. In the meantime, new Leopards and new friends have their own challenges that must be overcome. This includes one newcomer who is unaware he's being hunted.

Triston works to hard, plays to little and doesn't really think love is a thing anymore. Cory is more or less the guardian angel to his best friend to make sure he stays out of as much trouble as possible. When a chance meeting brings these two together will this be the new path to love or ruin

CJ Abello moves on from his involvement in the 2016 presidential campaign. Follow along with him, Ozzie, Brett, Cesar, and the supporting cast as he completes his freshman year at Georgetown University and circumnavigates the globe over the subsequent summer.

Short stories based on my dates through school.(before coming out)

*Warning there will be cursing and referencing suicide*

Why is it, in our memories, some days seem bathed in golden sunlight? One man considers his.

Going to the University, Eric Richards meets Peter Ivanov. Peter is from Makarovia. A little known, often forgotten country.

Just a couple short stories, by me MOH. Similar to my poems, this will be updated sporadically, whenever the muses take me.