Frankenstein or The Modern Prometheus

by Mary Shelley

YOU WILL REJOICE to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with...

The Awakening

by Kate Chopin

A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over: Allez vous-en!

Innovations

by McLaughlin, Robert L.

Beloved

by Toni Morrison

124 WAS SPITEFUL. Full of a baby's venom.

Post-Modernism and Contemporary Fiction

by Edmund J. Smyth

The Secret Agent

by Joseph Conrad

The bell, hung on the door by means of a curved ribbon of steel, was difficult to circumvent.

Howards End

by E. M. Forster

E. M. Forster was thirty-one when Howards End appeared on October 18, 1910.

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 6....

Ethan Frome

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...

Das Schloß

by Franz Kafka

IT WAS late evening when K. arrived.

Dubliners

by James Joyce

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

Salomé

by Oscar Wilde

SCENE -A great terrace in the Palace of Herod, set above the banqueting-hall.

Отцы и дети

by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev

Hamlet

by William Shakespeare

There is an aura of unreality about the plays of Shakespeare, and students feel this, although they may not be able to e...

Matilda

by Roald Dahl

It's a funny thing about mothers and fathers.

Wuthering Heights

by Emily Brontë

1801.1 HAVE JUST returned from a visit to my landlordthe solitary neighbour that 1 shall be troubled with.

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...

Metamorphosis

by Franz Kafka

I COULD HEAR THE CARTS driving past the garden fence, sometimes I even caught sight of them through the gently shifting ...

Animal Farm

by George Orwell

Nous sommes à la ferme, à la tombée de la nuit, alors que M.Jones vient de rentrer du pub. Il est ce soir bien trop émé...

Siddhartha

by Hermann Hesse

SIDDHARTHA, the handsome son of the Brahmin, the young falcon, grew up together with his friend Govinda, the Brahmin's s...