Alice's Adventures in Wonderland

by Lewis Carroll

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice s...

Walden

by Henry David Thoreau

When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in ...

This Side of Paradise

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Amory Blaine inherited from his mother every trait, except the stray inexpressible few, that made him worth while.

The Gruffalo

by Julia Donaldson

A mouse took a stroll through the deep dark wood.

Cyrano de Bergerac

by Edmond Rostand

We are in Paris in 1640, the era of Dumas's Three Musketeers.

Treasure Island

by Robert Louis Stevenson

SQUIRE TRELAWNEY, Doctor Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars ab...

Ivanhoe

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...

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

by Roald Dahl

Ce Vieux monsieur et cette vieille dame sont les parents de Mr. Bucket.

Don Quijote de la Mancha

by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

"THIS is the story that Miguel de Cervantes, Spaniard, published in 1605, which the world has been reading again and aga...

Jane Eyre

by Charlotte Brontë

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.

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...

Macbeth

by William Shakespeare

Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches.

Ἰλιάς

by Όμηρος

AN ANGRY MAN-THERE IS MY STORY: THE BITTER RANcour of Achilles, prince of the house of Peleus, which brought a thousand ...

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...

Diary of a Wimpy Kid

by Jeff Kinney

Don't email me 21leem@simonballe.herts.sch.uk

Tender is the Night

by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Frankenstein or The Modern Prometheus

by Mary Shelley

In the introduction to the 1831 edition of Frankenstein, Mary Shelley presents herself as "the daughter of two persons o...

Aeneis

by Publius Vergilius Maro

I sing of arms and of the man, fated to be an exile, who long since left the land of Troy and came to Italy to the shore...

Le Morte d'Arthur

by Thomas Malory

KING VORTIGERN the usurper sat upon his throne in London, when, suddenly, upon a certain day, ran in a breathless messen...

Room on the Broom

by Julia Donaldson

The witch had a cat and a hat that was black,