Found 613 results for "Fiction, Romance, Historical, Fiction in English"
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
THE evening before my departure for Blithedale, I was returning to my bachelor apartments, after attending the wonderful...
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...
by Sir Walter Scott
In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large fo...
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 ...
by Jane Austen
Jane Austen was born on December 16, 1775, in the year before the American Declaration of Independence, and she died on ...
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
HALFWAY DOWN A bystreet of one of our New England towns stands a rusty wooden house, with seven acutely peaked gables, f...
by H. G. Wells
H. G. Wells was an astonishingly versatile and prolific writer.
by Nathaniel Hawthorne
A THRONG of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats intermixed with women, some wearing hood...
by Wilkie Collins, William Collins
THIS is the story of what a Woman's patience can denture, and what a Man's resolution can achieve.
by José Rizal
Towards the end of October, Don Santiago de los Santos, popularly known as Capitan Tiago, was hosting a dinner which, in...
by Mark Twain
"CAMELOT-CAMELOT," said I to myself.
by Emily Brontë
1801 - I have just returned from a visit to my landlord - the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with.
by Edith Wharton
I HAD the story, bit by bit, from various people and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different s...
by Gabriel García Márquez
Era inevitable: el olor de las almendras amargas le recordaba siempre el destino de los amores contrariados.
by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Amory Blaine inherited from his mother every trait, except the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while.
by Charles Dickens
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the...
by Jules Verne
MR. PHILEAS FOGG LIVED, IN 1872, AT NO. 7, SAVILLE Row, Burlington Gardens, the house in which Sheridan died in 1814.
by Alexandre Dumas, Auguste Maquet
Le premier lundi du mois d’avril 1625, le bourg de Meung, où naquit l’auteur du Roman de la Rose, semblait être da...
by Primo Levi
I WAS captured by the Fascist Militia on 13 December 1943.