The flatmate from hell

Perfect. That’s what this evening has to be. That’s why Emma is currently scrubbing the oven clean, her knees aching from crouching on the tiled floor for so long. Sure, Clara is unlikely to look insi

Chloe checked her phone yet again. Nothing. But he was bound to text her soon to tell her how sorry he was. Surely he must have realised by now that he’d made the biggest mistake of his life. Breaking

It was love at first sight. She knew it immediately. Like a bolt from two blue eyes, staring directly into her very soul. Ellie stood at the threshold waiting for the server to show her to her table,

Apart from the For Sale board, the house didn’t look any different from the last time I was here. Six months ago now. The day of my father’s funeral. A memory of how fragile my mother appeared that da

Were Julie and Cheryl about to begin new chapters in their lives?

A new generation of authors is putting the horror in the housing crisis