Hughie Erskine is good-looking but penniless and needs ten thousand pounds to wed the love of his life. Then he drops in on a painter friend......

A beautifully constructed tale based on the true story of a night spent in jail with the last man to be hanged in Whitesburg, Ky.

A Korean politician, in jail for diverting just a few too many public funds, develops a cunning escape plan.

A trigic, ironic Christmas for one hard up couple.

The story of a man's encounter with a painstakingly mysterious girlfriend.

Corporal Earnest Goodheart is crouched in a ditch on the edge of an orchard between Dunkirk and De Panne. It’s 28th May 1940, just a day into the evacuations.

Miriam Bailey remembered how the sound of the car crash became incorporated into the dream she was having that morning.

Dolan’s first weeks as a correspondent hit him hard. Not the work, but the weirdness of it all. He kept thinking it was scripted somehow as if Vietnam in ’72 was written for him as a parade of absurdities Rod Serling would love..

With its now-familiar rattles and wheezes - some belonging to the van, some to the myriad of potions, weapons, and equipment in the back of it - Iggy got his trusty van to Kysham village.

Shoes on Main was a small store nestled between Sally’s Coffee Roost and a space that had more businesses over time than he could keep track of. Some spaces are like that; cursed or haunted, whatever the explanation, nothing stuck.

The world to Kieran Gilchrist had never made complete sense, even more so when he found his mum and dad stone-cold dead in their bed one rainy morning.

When he lost his eye, half of Eric Jessop's field of vision became a black sadness that seeped into everything from football to faces. Only skating was strong enough to resist the stain.

Kevin's dad is convinced that there's one weed spawning all the others in his garden and he just needs to find it.

“It’s always the same to begin with,” I said. “I’m on the beach. The sand is hot, the sun is bearing down. It makes the sand look white, like snow.”

He sat on the bench. Their bench. And watched the birds. And remembered.