Catching Fire

by Suzanne Collins

Fifty Shades of Grey

by E. L. James

Vanity Fair

by William Makepeace Thackeray

WHILE the present century was in its teens, and on one sunshiny morning in June, there drove up to the great iron gate o...

Gitanjali (song offerings)

by Rabindranath Tagore, Marie Luise Gothein

Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure.

The Lightning Thief

by Rick Riordan

Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.

Der Steppenwolf

by Hermann Hesse

THE DAY HAD GONE BY JUST AS DAYS GO BY.

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...

The Tale of Peter Rabbit

by Beatrix Potter

ONCE upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were-Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail, and Peter.

Mrs. Dalloway

by Virginia Woolf

MRS DALLOWAY said she would buy the flowers herself.

Dracula

by Bram Stoker

3 May. Bistritz. - Left Munich at 8:35 P.M., on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at...

The Invisible Man

by H. G. Wells

THE stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the ...

Flatland

by Edwin Abbott Abbott

I CALL our world Flatland, not because we call it so, but to make its nature clearer to you, my happy readers, who are p...

The Time Machine

by H. G. Wells

H. G. Wells was an astonishingly versatile and prolific writer.

The Lord of the Rings

by J.R.R. Tolkien

When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a part...

Persuasion

by Jane Austen

THE following pages are the production of a pen which has already contributed in no small degree to the entertainment of...

The Secret Garden

by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Near everyone agreed Mary Lennox was a most disagreeable child.

Sense and Sensibility

by Jane Austen

THE family of Dashwood had been long settled in Sussex.

Oliver Twist

by Charles Dickens

Among other public buildings in a certain town which for many reasons it will be prudent to refrain from mentioning, and...

Little Women

by Louisa May Alcott

"CHRISTMAS won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.

Anne of Green Gables

by Lucy Maud Montgomery

MRS. RACHEL LYNDE lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladie...