Madame Bovary

by Gustave Flaubert

WE were in the prep-room when the Head came in, followed by a new boy in mufti and a beadle carrying a big desk.

Candide

by Voltaire

Chapitre I. Comment candide fut élevé dans un beau château, et comment il fut chassé d'icelui. Il y avait en Vestp...

The Call of the Wild

by Jack London

BUCK did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every ...

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...

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...

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...

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.

Through the Looking-Glass

by Lewis Carroll

One thing was certain, that the white kitten had nothing to do with it: - it was the black kitten's fault entirely.

Gulliver's Travels

by Jonathan Swift

MY FATHER HAD a small estate in Nottinghamshire, 1 was the third of five sons.

Pride and Prejudice

by Jane Austen

IT IS A TRUTH universally acknowledge, that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.

Robinson Crusoe

by Daniel Defoe, J. J. Grandville

I was born in the year 1632 in the city of York, of a good family, though not of that country, my father being a foreign...

Dubliners

by James Joyce

THERE WAS no hope for him tins time: it was the third stroke.

O Pioneers!

by Willa Cather

One January day, thirty years ago, the little town of Hanover, anchored on a windy Nebraska tableland, was trying not to...

The Halloween Tree

by Ray Bradbury

The complete poetical works

by Robert Burns

MY loved, my honoured, much respected friend!

The Boxcar Children

by Gertrude Chandler Warner

ONE WARM NIGHT four children stood in front of a bakery.

John Barleycorn

by Jack London

IT all came to me one election day.

Mansfield Park

by Jane Austen

ABOUT THIRTY YEARS AGO, Miss Maria Ward of Huntingdon, with only seven thousand pounds, had the good luck to captivate S...

Cell

by Stephen King

Voyage Out

by Virginia Woolf

As the streets that lead from the Strand to the Embankment are very narrow, it is better not to walk down them arm-in-ar...