Sixteen-year-old Anna is an unremarkable schoolgirl. She does her homework, and keeps out of trouble. At home she emotionally supports her depressive mother and occasionally goes out with friends, but she allows no one to get close. Then Craig Ritchie storms into her life, and nothing is the same again. Nothing much happens in Anna's life. She gets on with her school work, helps her mum and keeps her fellow students at arm's length. That is until Craig Ritchie arrives, a new boy at school. For reasons she's not really sure about, Anna tries to befriend him, but finds him reticent. Then one night Anna is mugged. She tackles her assailant and is horrified to see it is Craig. In the dark, he hadn't recognised her. They begin talking, and from here their strange friendship develops. Craig, or Ritchie, as he prefers, has been involved in petty crime. He has a gang of friends from his old school who he still knocks around with and, gradually, Anna gets pulled into his world. But Ritchie isn't really the bad boy he first appears. Between them, he and Anna decide to use crime to try and redistribute wealth, rather than just steal for themselves. Anna thinks of them as latterday Robin Hoods. Their first few jobs work like a dream and Anna is excited and stimulated by her new life on the edge. She also realises that she and Ritchie are falling in love. But then things start to go sour. Anna wants to stop the scams but Ritchie insists on just one final job, to get his own back on the father who abandoned him and his mother before he was even born. But there's something he's not telling her. They set up the job to steal from Ritchie's dad's house, but when his father discovers them, it transpires that Ritchie is really there for a completely different reason - to kill him. And to Anna's horror, he pulls out a gun ...

A gripping thriller about a teenage boy sucked into the dark world of a cult. Eighteen-year-old Joe is bored. Stuck at home after a bout of glandular fever, all his friends have left Manchester and gone to university, leaving Joe with nothing but his rather annoying family for company. When he meets Kate and Nick on the train, something about them appeals to him. So he goes to see them at their commune, a farm in rural Todmorden. Gradually, Joe's life starts to make sense. With the White Ones he is wanted, and his life has a purpose. When he meets Bea at the farm, he really feels that his life is complete, and he decides to leave his family and live with the White Ones forever. But there is something sinister about Fletcher, the Todmorden White Ones leader. Fletcher seems obsessed with Joe - convinced that he is a Perfect, and someone to be venerated. A dramatic trip to the wildest reaches of Orkney will show Joe his destiny - and reveal some shocking truths.

Catherine isn't sure who she is. The hardworking student? The dutiful daughter? Or someone else entirely? Catherine, Cat, Cath - which is the real person? A gripping study of teenage pressure and identity. Catherine is a typical A-grade student from a middle class, high-achieving family, who suddenly, on entering the sixth form, loses her way. She stumbles from one situation to another, unable to work and turning to alcohol to take her mind off her problems. As she searches for answers through the varied and offbeat characters she meets, she learns a great many truths about life. Can she cope with the biggest truth of all - her own personality? Written in the first person, each chapter is addressed to someone different in Catherine's life - her mother, a teacher, a schoolfriend etc, and reflects how Catherine is different to different people. It brilliantly reflects the pressures on young people today in a world where they haven't got the time to grow up at their own pace. Is the face we present to the world our true self, or a carefully maintained construct?

What do you do when your best friend is going out with Mr Wrong and it's making her life (and yours) a misery? This is the dilemma Helen finds herself in when Mish starts going out with Ryan. Suave and sophisticated he may be, but caring and consistent he is not.