Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

by J. K. Rowling

Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.

Kim

by Rudyard Kipling

He sat, in defiance of municipal orders, astride the gun Zam-Zammah on her brick platform opposite the old Ajaib-Gher-th...

Anne of Avonlea

by Lucy Maud Montgomery

A tall, slim girl, 'half past sixteen', with serious grey eyes and hair which her friends called auburn, had sat down on...

Little men

by Louisa May Alcott

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.

Justine

by Marquis de Sade

Guess How Much I Love You

by Sam McBratney, Anita Jeram

Anne of the Island

by Lucy Maud Montgomery

'Harvest is ended and summer is gone,' quoted Anne Shirley, gazing across the shorn fields dreamily.

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 Secret Garden

by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Near everyone agreed Mary Lennox was a most disagreeable child.

Les Misérables

by Victor Hugo

In 1815 Monsieur Charles-Francois-Bienvenu Myriel was Bishop of Digne.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

by J. K. Rowling

Il giorno più caldo dell’estate – almeno fino a quel momento – volgeva al termine e un silenzio sonnacchioso gravava sul...

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...

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

Anne's House of Dreams

by Lucy Maud Montgomery

The Turn of the Screw

by Henry James

The story had held us, round the fire, sufficiently breathless, but except the obvious remark that it was gruesome, as o...

Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone

by J. K. Rowling

Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much...

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.

Little Women

by Louisa May Alcott

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

Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

by Mark Twain

YOU DON'T know about me, without you have read a book by the name of "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer," but that ain't no m...