Stories

Jamie, mischievously called Leon by his colleagues, is a mid-twenties police officer in London Enfield who loves his job. Having been unlucky with previous relationships, he is scared about his feelings for a new Special Constable who joins his shift, Mike.

This becomes only one of his problems when an unusual encounter with a suspect leaves him with more questions than answers, putting Jamie into the heart of a secret reaching deep into the UK government and on a path of self discovery.

Speechless

by William King

Edited by William King and Nick Campanella

A semi-autobiographical story about a library that brings together two boys, reveals some secrets, and leaves them speechless.

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In an England without potatoes, Tim is a spudhunter. The best. Really - the very, very best.

The Boss runs a window cleaning business. Having decided to get himself an apprentice, due to ageing years, he took on 18 year old Elijah. He likes to be called Eli and loves football (or soccer as some people call it), and, for intimacy he prefers the same sex. what could go wrong on his first day.

This story contains British colloquialism which is explained. The game of football referred to in this story is also known as soccer.

Stephen must make a decision, live or die.

A tender story of boy's turbulent vacation , at turns heartwrenching and ecstatic.

"It's very cute" - My sister

A dark story for Halloween...

Ten years have passed since editorial meetings and the Student Union. Ten years since angry sex and verbal abuse. And everything is different now. Everything. Contains gratuitous swearing and angsty revelations. Epilogue to The F*cking Trilogy.

Two unlikely souls come together for a consultation, but what is it the Punk is not telling the older lady, and what is it she's not telling herself?

Anthology Pot Luck Theme: Turn Back Time

British born Chinese gay man Stanley Cheung wakes with somebody else's hangover.

Not only that, but he is laid out on someone’s couch in a grungy student digs where a strange woman is telling him he smells like a brewery. The thing is Stanley rarely drinks.

When the woman finally leaves, he finds out that not only has he woken as six-foot-three, ripped, blond-haired, straight Caucasian Don Bradley, but today is not Friday.

It’s Thursday.

Again.

He is reliving the same day but this time as somebody else.