Ficción - Literatura en otros idiomas

When Caroline Murray is found dead in an underground parking garage with a needle in her arm, the case seems clear. Caroline died of a drug overdose. However, everybody who knew Caroline insists that...

I must plead guilty to having, for the purposes of the story, placed my hero’s castle (which unhappily no longer exists) much nearer to Rennes than it actually was; but the chief events of his life are...

"Hate me all you want, pequeña chispa, it doesn't bother me. So long as you obey like a good little prisoner, we won't have another problem. Understand?"  -Ru'en Riddled with guilt and desperate to protect...

Lucie is a little girl living on a farm and realizes she has lost three handkerchiefs and the pinafore. Wandering in search of her belongings, she finds a small door in the hillside that leads to a small...

30 Super Quick, cozy mysteries that you can solve yourself! Each episode is a simple stand-alone mystery a few pages long, plus the solution, that fits into a larger narrative. Chuck and Andy are back...

I do not find it easy to get sufficiently far away from this Book, in the first sensations of having finished it, to refer to it with the composure which this formal heading would seem to require. My...

Lizarann Coupland did not know what her father's employment was; but she knew that, every morning, she saw him to the corner of Bladen Street, put his left hand on the palin's of number three, and left...

Have you ever heard of the Coena Cypriani? This enigmatic text has fascinated readers for centuries, from its origins in the Early Middle Ages to its recent resurgence in popular culture through Umberto...

The greatest of English dramatists except Shakespeare, the first literary dictator and poet-laureate, a writer of verse, prose, satire, and criticism who most potently of all the men of his time affected...

When the landlord of "The Cork and the Bottle" ends up dead in a puddle of blood on the floor of his own pub, the case seems clear. The teen burglars who broke into the pub to steal the contents of the...

It was nine o'clock at night upon the second of August--the most terrible August in the history of the world. One might have thought already that God's curse hung heavy over a degenerate world, for there...

The old stage coach was rumbling along the dusty road that runs from Maplewood to Riverboro. The day was as warm as midsummer, though it was only the middle of May, and Mr. Jeremiah Cobb was favoring...

In the following pages an attempt has been made to render as closely as possible into English narrative prose the libretto of Wagner's "Valkyrie". The story is one little known to English readers, and...

The two new boys in Heriot’s house had been suitably entertained at his table, and afterwards in his study with bound volumes of Punch. Incidentally they had been encouraged to talk, with the result that...

“At Thirteen thousand meters altitude above the Indian Ocean, it even came to mind to ask instinctively: Now who the fuck will keep this transatlantic airborne?” It’s ironic that this question is posed...

It wanted an hour or two of sunset on a lovely evening in the latter part of September, when a single horseman might have been seen making his way to the westward, across the high dry prairie land, which...

"Through long, long years, to seek, to strive, to yearn for human love,—and never quench that thirst; to pour the soul out winning no return—O'er fragile idols, by delusions nursed,—On things that fail...

A night of storm and tempest, the wind blowing a perfect gale; and above its mad shrieking the sullen roar of the ocean, as it beat against the shore in angry vehemence, recoiling with wrathful force,...

There is a maid, demure as she is wise, With all of April in her winsome eyes, And to my tales she listens pensively, With slender fingers clasped about her knee, Watching the sparrows on the balcony.

The genesis of Frankenstein’s draft is certainly bizarre. In 1817 Mary Shelley spent the summer nearby Lake Geneva, together with her husband Percy Bysshe Shelley (poet and philosopher) and some other...

One evening last year I perceived in the waiting-room of my newspaper, Le Matin, a man dressed in black, his face heavy with the darkest despair, whose dry, dead eyes seemed to receive the images of things...

IN SEARCH OF THE REVOLUTION In the month of August of the year 1792 the Rue Maugout was a distorted cleft in the gray mass of the Faubourg St. Antoine, apart from the ceaseless cry of life of the thoroughfare,...

In the latter part of the last century there lived a man of science, an eminent proficient in every branch of natural philosophy, who not long before our story opens had made experience of a spiritual...

Quick & Furry: Love, Laughs, and a Bit of Rawr on the Go. Jennifer Palmer doesn't have time for a mate. Yes, she's a werelion whose beast is all about sexing up the hot beta, but she's in the middle...

Dracula is a gothic novel written, in 1897, by Bram Stoker using the format of diaries and letters. Its main character was inspired by the real life of Prince Vlad III of Wallachia (1431-1476), famous...

There is really no need, perhaps, for me to tell you that all these stories have been told before. But, though you know it already, I like to say it again, because I can never say often enough how grateful...

"Mansfield Park" is a novel by Jane Austen published in three volumes in 1814. In its tone and discussion of religion and religious duty, it is the most serious of Austen’s novels. While "Mansfield Park"...

Prepare to enter the strange and unsettling world of H.P. Lovecraft with this stunning collection of illustrations from the master of cosmic horror himself. With its eerie imagery and haunting prose,...

RoboCop meets the Great Escape. Its a race to the surface and Freedom. The transhumanist Royals of Eris have activated hard kill measures to eliminate their now useless Fleshie population. Not all the...

Who that cares much to know the history of man, and how the mysterious mixture behaves under the varying experiments of Time, has not dwelt, at least briefly, on the life of Saint Theresa, has not smiled...