Roots

by Alex Haley

Early in the spring of 1750, in the village of Juffure, four days upriver from the coast of The Gambia, West Africa, a m...

The Valley of Horses

by Jean M. Auel

She was dead.

The Forsyte Saga (various novels)

by John Galsworthy

joe nuts

Flowers in the Attic

by V.C. Andrews

Truly, when I was very young, way back in the Fifties, I believed all of life would be like one long and perfect summer ...

The History of Tom Jones

by Henry Fielding

AN author ought to consider himself, not as a gentleman who gives a private or eleemosynary treat, but rather as one who...

Science Fiction Saga!

by Dick Gallagher

The Rainbow

by D. H. Lawrence

THE Brangwens had lived for generations on the Marsh Farm, in the meadows where the Erewash twisted sluggishly through a...

Heaven

by V.C. Andrews

WHENEVER THE SUMMER WINDS BLOW I HEAR THE FLOWers whispering, and the leaves singing in the forest, and I see again the ...

The Thorn Birds

by Colleen McCullough, Colleen McCullough

On December 8th, 1915, Meggie Cleary had her fourth birthday.

Atonement

by Ian McEwan

THE PLAY-for which Briony had designed the posters, programs and tickets, constructed the sales booth out of a folding s...

Fallen Hearts

by V.C. Andrews

I SAT ON THE LONG FRONT PORCH OF THE CABIN, READING and rereading my letter to Pa.

The Drawing of the Three

by Stephen King

The gunslinger came awake from a confused dream which seemed to consist of a single image: that of the Sailor in the Tar...

Petals on the Wind

by V.C. Andrews

How young we were the day we escaped.

Kane & Abel

by Jeffrey Archer

SHE ONLY STOPPED screaming when she died.

Redwall

by Brian Jacques

Matthias cut a comical little figure as he wobbled his way along the cloisters, with his large sandals flip-flopping and...

The Plains of Passage

by Jean M. Auel

Les damnés de la terre

by Frantz Fanon

Não há muito tempo, a terra estava povoada por dois biliões de habitantes, isto é, quinhentos milhões de homens e mil e ...

Mr. Midshipman Hornblower

by C. S. Forester

A JANUARY GALE was roaring up the Channel, blustering loudly, and bearing on its bosom rain squalls whose big drops ratt...

Xenocide

by Orson Scott Card

<Today one of the brothers asked me: Is it a terrible prison, not to be able to move from the place where you're stan...

Romance of the three kingdoms

by Luo Guanzhong, C. H. Brewitt-Taylor

In spite of the persuasion of P'ang T'ung and Fa Cheng, Lui Pei steadily refused to sanction the assassination of his ho...