Found 1,469 results for "Thriller (Spy)"
by John le Carré
The American handed Leamas another cup of coffee and said, "Why don't you go back and sleep?
by Robert Louis Stevenson
SQUIRE TRELAWNEY, Doctor Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars ab...
by Ian Fleming
The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning. Then the soul-erosion produced by high...
by Joseph Conrad
The bell, hung on the door by means of a curved ribbon of steel, was difficult to circumvent.
by Erskine Childers
I HAVE read of men who, when forced by their calling to live for long periods in utter solitude-save for a few black fac...
by John Buchan
I RETURNED from the City about three o'clock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life.
by James Fenimore Cooper
It was near the close of the year 1780, that a solitary traveller was seen pursuing his way through one of the numerous ...
by Agatha Christie
Captain Crosbie came out of the bank with the pleased air of one who has cashed a cheque and has discovered that there i...
by Ian Fleming
I was running away. I was running away from England, from my childhood, from the winter, from a sequence of untidy, unat...
by Graham Greene
'THAT nigger going down the street,'said Dr Hasselbacher standing in the Wonder Bar, 'he reminds me of you, Mr Wormold.'
by Ian Fleming
Der nackte Mann, der ausgestreckt neben dem Swimmingpool auf dem Bauch lag, hätte ebenso gut tot sein können.
by John le Carré
The truth is, if old Major Dover hadn't dropped dead at Taunton races Jim would never have come to Thursgood's at all.
by John le Carré
In the small hours of a blustery October morning in a south Devon coastal town that seemed to have been deserted by it's...
by David Baldacci
THE SOMBER GROUP OF MEN SAT IN A LARGE ROOM that rested far belowground, accessed by only a single, high-speed elevator.
by Ian Fleming
Punctually at six o'clock the sun set with a last yellow flash behind the Blue Mountains, a wave of violet shadow poured...
by Ken Follett
The public-address system at Cairo airport made a noise like a doorbell, and then the arrival of the Alitalia flight fro...
by Tom Clancy
Captain First Rank Marko Ramius of the Soviet Navy was dressed for the Arctic conditions normal to the Northern Fleet su...
by Ian Fleming
With its two fighting claws held forward like a wrestler's arms the big pandinus scorpion emerged with a dry rustle from...