The Tombs of Atuan

by Ursula K. Le Guin

ONE HIGH HORN SHRILLED AND CEASED.

Poirot investigates

by Agatha Christie

I was standing at the window of Poirot's rooms looking out idly on the street below.

The Horse and His Boy

by C. S. Lewis

THIS IS THE STORY OF AN ADVENTURE that happened in Narnia and Calormen and the lands between, in the Golden Age when Pet...

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

by J. K. Rowling

Il était près de minuit et le Premier Ministre, assis seul dans son bureau, lisait un long rapport dont les mots lui tra...

Memórias póstumas de Brás Cubas

by Machado de Assis

Que Stendhal confessasse haver escrito um de seus livros para cem leitores, coisa é que admira e consterna.

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.

The Stones of Venice

by John Ruskin

I. SINCE the first dominion of men was asserted over the ocean, three thrones, of mark beyond all others, have been set ...

Moby Dick

by Herman Melville

Call me Ishmael.

The Body in the Library

by Agatha Christie

Mrs. Bantry was dreaming.

The Complete Sherlock Holmes [4 novels, 56 stories]

by Arthur Conan Doyle

IN THE YEAR 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go throu...

Kidnapped

by Robert Louis Stevenson

I will begin the story of my adventures with a certain morning early in the month of June, the year of grace 1751, when ...

The Hound of the Baskervilles

by Arthur Conan Doyle

Mr. Sherlock Holmes, der sehr spät am Morgen aufzustehen pflegte (außer bei den gar nicht seltenen Gelegenheiten, da er ...

Eragon

by Christopher Paolini

El viento bramaba en plena noche transportando un aroma que cambiaría el mundo.

Poems

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

My pensive SARA! thy soft cheek reclined

The Curse of the Mummy's Tomb

by Robert Lawrence Stine

Senti sed al contemplar le Gran Piramide.

The Tyrant's Tomb

by Rick Riordan

I believe in returning dead bodies.

Sobre héroes y tumbas

by Ernesto Sabato

Poems

by Matthew Arnold

ONE lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee,

The Midnight Club

by James Patterson

THE NIGHT THAT John Stefanovitch was shot couldn't have been colder, or the stars more dazzling in high winter skies.

Ret Smadhi

by Geetanjali Shree