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» Adrian Mole Prostrate YearsSue Townsend
Black clouds over Mangold Parva. It has been raining since the beginning of time. When will it stop?
» Me and Miss MJemma Forte
In life, there are a handful of days when we experience key moments that either determine or fulfil our destiny, depending on what you believe in.
» Can I Tell You A Secret?Evelyn Cosgrave
Angela O'Regan looked round the room and smiled to herself. Who would have thought she'd ever have an eighty-fifth birthday party? She'd nearly given up on living...
» And Another Thing...Eoin Colfer
So far as we know... The Imperial Galactic Government decided, over a bucket of jewelled crabs one day, that a hyperspace expressway was needed...
» Letters to a Love RatNiamh Greene
1979 Dear Charlie, You are invited to my birthday party. It is on Wednesday at three o’clock in my house. You are the only boy coming but you don’t have to wear a dress.
» The Brightest Star in the SkyMarian Keyes
June the first, a bright summer’s evening, a Monday. I’ve been flying over the streets and houses of Dublin and now, finally, I’m here. I enter through the roof.
» Legend of a SuicideDavid Vann
My mother gave birth on Adak Island, a small hunk of rock and snow far out on the Aleutian chain, at the edge of the Bering Sea. My father was serving two years…
» ProphecyChris Kuzneski
The letter was written by an apothecary who had gained his notoriety in another field. Knowing the uproar it would cause, Michel sealed it and several documents inside a wooden box.
» Rhino what you did last summerRoss O'Carroll Kelly
The old man looks up at us, over the top of his reading glasses, and says the cunillo is wonderful. Erika lifts her glass and goes, ‘Happy New Year,’ but I’m too in shock to return the toast.
» The WreckerClive Cussler
Above the snow line, the German alps tore at the sky like the jaws of an ancient flesh eater. Storm clouds grazed the windswept peaks, and the jagged rock appeared to move, as if the beast were awakening. Two men, neither young, both strong, watched from the balcony of a ski hotel with quickening anticipation.
» Rumpole at ChristmasJohn Mortimer
In the varied ups and downs, the thrills and spills in the life of an Old Bailey hack, one thing stands as stone. Your ex-customers will never want to see you again.
» Arctic DriftClive Cussler
The cry rattled through the ship like the howl of a wounded jungle beast, a mournful wail that sounded like a plea for death.
» The Secrets of the Lazarus ClubTony Pollard
The waterman whistled as he pulled on the oars, his small craft carrying him slowly but steadily upstream along Limehouse Reach. He'd set out from Greenwich, across the river from southern tip of the Isle of Dogs, and then headed north, passing Millwall and pulling on beyond.
