I write queer stories about love, friendship, family and finding yourself.
Romance, fantasy, horror, humour and heartbreak.
Sometimes there are magical weed shops, mutant housemates and boys kissing boys.
Sometimes things go horribly wrong.
Published
HOWEVER YOU FIND ME.
THE BOY THEY COULDN'T NAME.
THE THINGS WE KEEP.
Currently Writing
THE WEED SHOP AT THE EDGE OF HOME.
MUTANT HOUSE.
YOU WITH ME?.
I hope you stay.
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Stories by stephenatmidnight
HOWEVER YOU FIND ME.
Alex Marlowe has never understood why everyone else needs them to choose.
Boy.
Girl.
One or the other.
As if...
THE BOY THEY COULD'T NAME.
Everyone thinks they know Sil Beaumont.
The newspapers know his surname.
The internet knows the headlines.
Th...
THE THINGS WE KEEP
Wychcombe is the sort of place where nothing happens.
A scattering of old houses tucked into the East Sussex...