Twelve years a slave

by Solomon Northup

Having been born a freeman, and for more than thirty years enjoyed the blessings of liberty in a free State-and having a...

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

Perfume

by Patrick Süskind

In eighteenth-century France there lived a man who was one of the most gifted and abominable personages in an era that k...

Dune

by Frank Herbert

In the week before their departure to Arrakis, when all the final scurrying about had reached a nearly unbearable frenzy...

Divergent

by Veronica Roth

Chez moi, il y a un miroir.

Matilda

by Roald Dahl

It's a funny thing about mothers and fathers.

La casa de los espíritus

by Isabel Allende

Barrabás llegó a la familia por vía marítima, anotó la niña Clara con su delicada caligrafía.

The Big Sleep

by Raymond Chandler

It was about eleven o’clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the cle...

The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy

by Douglas Adams

Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unrega...

Eclipse

by Stephenie Meyer

The Book Thief

by Markus Zusak

That last time.

The Color Purple

by Alice Walker

I am fourteen years old.

Coraline

by Neil Gaiman

CORALINE DISCOVERED THE DOOR a little while after they moved into the house.

Angela's Ashes

by Frank McCourt

My father and mother should have stayed in New York where they met and married and where I was born.

Hallowe'en Party

by Agatha Christie

MRS. Ariadne Oliver had gone with the friend with whom she was staying, Judith Butler, to help with the preparations for...

Northern Lights

by Philip Pullman

Lyra and her daemon moved through the darkening hall, taking care to keep to one side, out of sight of the kitchen.

Death on the Nile

by Agatha Christie

"Linnet Ridgeway!" "That's her!" said Mr. Burnaby, the landlord of the Three Crowns.

The Martian Chronicles

by Ray Bradbury

One minute it was Ohio winter, with doors closed, windows locked, the panes blind with frost, icicles fringing every roo...

Bambi

by Felix Salten

He came into the world in the middle of the thicket, in one of those little, hidden forest glades which seem to be entir...

Wuthering Heights

by Emily Brontë

1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.