The Ending Writes Itself

‘In the running for the best mystery of 2026. With a trove of tropes that mystery lovers will love, it will remind you, in the best way, of Agatha Christie.’ Stephen King *

It’s the perfect plot. All it needs is a killer ending. Six authors. One private island. Seventy-two hours to write the ending. * World-famous author Arthur Fletch is dead. His final novel, the most anticipated book in history, remains unfinished. But the ending won’t write itself. When six struggling authors are invited to Fletch’s private Scottish island and presented with the opportunity of a lifetime, the plot thickens: whoever writes a worthy ending will receive a game-changing book deal and two million dollars. Why have they been chosen to attend? Who is behind the invitation? And just how far would they go to secure a place on the bestseller list? They have just seventy-two hours, a typewriter and a blank page. All they have to do is write… Starting is often the hardest part. But getting to the end could be murder. * ‘Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None meets Yellowface… Great fun!’ Kate Mosse ‘A great locked-room thriller and a brilliant satire on the publishing industry’ Karin Slaughter ‘Fiendishly clever and compulsively readable… An absolute must read’ Ellery Lloyd ‘Funny, razor sharp and scarily relatable’ Sarah Crossan

Author Biography

It was a dark and stormy night (well, it was actually an unusually warm evening in Edinburgh, Scotland) when Number One Sunday Times bestselling author V.E. Schwab proposed an absurd idea to longtime friend and screenwriter Cat Clarke: that they should write a book together. V had made quite a name for herself, with more than twenty books, including the Shades of Magic series, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue and Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil, but had sworn she’d never co-write a novel, let alone one without fantasy. While Cat, following a tumultuous career as an editor and the author of several YA novels, including Girlhood and Entangled, had fled the publishing industry to work in the even more tumultuous film industry, swearing she’d never return to books. And yet, fate – and an irresistible idea – made liars of them both. That night, as they switched from tea to something stronger, Evelyn Clarke was born.