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The Classic Tale of the Velveteen Rabbit
by Margery Williams Bianco
There was once a velveteen rabbit, and in the beginning he was really splendid.
The Subtle Knife
by Philip Pullman
Will tugged at his mother's hand and said, "Come on, come on..."
The Pillars of the Earth
by Ken Follett
IN A BROAD VALLEY, at the foot of a sloping hillside, beside a clear bubbling stream, Tom was building a house.
And Then There Were None
by Agatha Christie
IN THE CORNER of a first-class smoking carriage, Mr. Justice Wargrave, lately retired from the bench, puffed at a cigar ...
Utopia
by Thomas More
THERE was recently a rather serious difference of opinion between that great expert in the art of government, His Invinc...
Bridge to Terabithia
by Katherine Paterson
"Ba-room, ba-room, ba-room, baripity, baripity, bariptity, bariptity-Good. His dad had the pickup going."
For Whom the Bell Tolls
by Ernest Hemingway
Estaba tirado boca abajo, sobre una capa de agujas de pino color castaño, con la barbilla apoyada en los brazos cruzados...
'Salem’s Lot
by Stephen King
Almost everyone thought the man and the boy were father and son.
Where the Wild Things Are
by Maurice Sendak
The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
by J. K. Rowling
Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.
Angela's Ashes
by Frank McCourt
My father and mother should have stayed in New York where they met and married and where I was born.
Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl
by Harriet A. Jacobs
Eu nasci escrava, mas nunca soube disso até que seis anos de uma infância feliz tivessem se passado.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
by James Joyce, James Joyce
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was comi...
The Lost Symbol
by Dan Brown
Meus sinceros agradecimentos a três amigos queridos com quem tenho a grande honra de trabalhar: meu editor, Jason Kaufma...
Ulysses
by James Joyce
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed...
The Railway Children
by Edith Nesbit
The beginning of things - They were not railway children at the beginning...