Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
A toxic love story that puts modern melodramas to shame, Wuthering Heights still haunts us.

A toxic love story that puts modern melodramas to shame, Wuthering Heights still haunts us.

She… she… she’s really having sex with a triceratops.

This story feels like it’d been rushed out within a few days.

Here’s another heroine that has no plan B but insists loudly that she’s fine.

This is the best story from this author that I’ve read so far, but still…

Holy crap, is that Matt Walsh?

Post-its, prison breaks, and passive-aggressive flatmates in a rom-com stickier than your ex.

Votes, dukes, and corsets, oh my!

When spreadsheets fail, love prevails in one awkward glitch-fest.

It needs to be girthier and longer.
