Sophie Ranald

Charlotte has always been a good girl. But being good is getting boring. She’s not just stuck in a rut - she’s buried in it up to her chin. The only company she has in bed is the back catalogue of Netflix and falling in love feels like the stuff of fairy tales. So when she stumbles...

Seriously, why do guys on dating apps think I want a picture of what’s in their pants? I could open an art gallery with the collection I’ve got. Zoe really doesn’t want to die alone and surrounded by cats. But it’s not looking good: she’s had sex precisely twice in the last year, and...

He was perfect. Denim blue eyes, a dazzling smile. And he hadn’t sent me a picture of his junk. Which is about as rare, these days, as a dodo. When Sloane met Myles, everything fell into place....

Gemma didn’t expect her life to look like this. She’s still living with her mother, who steals her leggings and tells her off for leaving crumbs in the butter. After 20 failed interviews she thought she’d got her dream job as a journalist....

A heart-wrenching story about love, loss and the secrets that shape us. Perfect for fans of Jojo Moyes, Beth O’Leary and David Nicholls.

It's been 10 days, two hours and 43 minutes since Tansy got dumped. Two heartbreaking weeks since Renzo, who made her weak at the knees and dizzy with excitement, found out Tansy’s secret - and ended it on the spot. Since then, she’s spent every evening scrolling through their old photos...

Five friends. One betrayal. A reunion that will change everything. Naomi thought she had it all figured out: a gorgeous husband, adorable twins and a monthly cocktail catch-up with her three best friends. But when Zara, the fifth member of their once inseparable Girlfriends’ Club, resurfaces...

Landing a new job as online agony uncle “Ask Adam” Lucy dishes out relationship tips to men. But when it comes to her own love life, she’d rather spend Friday nights curled up on her sofa with Netflix and her cat, Astro.

When Orla Clifford inherits her grandmother's crumbling Georgian house on Damask Square, she sees a chance to rebuild her life while restoring its faded grandeur. But beneath its peeling wallpaper and weathered floors, the house holds more than just memories.

Relationship: hanging by a thread. Sex life: dead on arrival. Alcohol: essential. It’s normal to hate the man of your dreams, right? Once upon a time, Abbie and Matt had swoon-worthy mini breaks in Paris, and Abbie would cook him steak wearing nothing but an apron and high heels. These days...

When he proposed, I had to pinch myself. Up until then, his most romantic gesture was buying me a 128-piece tool kit. When recently engaged Nat flips through a bridal magazine, she spots a quiz on page 111 about being ready for marriage. After failing it, she’s determined to prove it wrong. If...

As snowflakes fall like icing sugar, I smile at him and feel an unmistakeable spark. And I realise I don't just fancy the (taut, muscular) arse off this man – a man who probably doesn't even know I exist – but I actually like him… This Christmas, Rowan has a long list for Santa: - To get...

I almost gave up on love. My ex, who called his private parts ‘Nigel’, was enough to put me off men forever....

Charlotte war schon immer ein braves Mädchen. Aber brav sein wird irgendwann langweilig … Sie steckt nicht nur im ewig gleichen Trott fest – sie ist bis zum Kinn darin versunken.