Stolen from his pampered life on a Californian estate and shipped to the cold north of Canada Buck's new life is very hard. During his wild adventure he works as a sledge dog he meets dangerous men and dogs he must change to live. As the time passes by Buck triumphs over his circumstances but can he..
Everyone in Pans was talking about the ghost at the Opera who was so mysterious and could not be seen. The managers and the lovers suffered from the Phantom but unable to solve the mystery behind it. You will want to solve the mystery behind the unusual events by passing through the secret corridors..
Level 6PersuasionWuthering HeightsThe ProfessorRobinson CrusoeJuurney To The Centre Of The EarthThe ProfessorVVilliam Crimsworth tries to release from the social bondage of his family. After trying several jobs, he becomes a professor. Then his life changes rapidiy both academically and romanticaliy..
Tom Sawyer lives with his Aunt Polly. He is a naughty and adventurous boy. He hates school and likes to play with the other boys. His best friend is Huckleberry Finn the boy that every mother hates The two enjoy a series of adventures and they astonish the readers with their intelligence.Ürün Adı: T..
The Earnshaws and the Lintons are the two old wealthy families settling in countryside of Yorkshire. Mr Earnshaw adopts a child called Heathcliff without knowing that in the future this child is going to be a great harm to both families. When he grows enough and returns only to take revenge he has t..
“I wear the chain I forged in life”, replied the Ghost. “I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it. Is its pattern strange to you?” Scrooge trembled more and more. “Or would you know”, pursued the Ghost, “the weight and length of ..
“I’m sure those are not the right words,” said poor Alice, and her eyes filled with tears again as she went on, “I must be Mabel after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky little house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh! ever so many lessons to learn! No, I’ve made up my min..
‘‘Ah, that’s not Jekyll’s voice—it’s Hyde’s!’’ cried Utterson. ‘‘Down with the door, Poole.’’ Poole swung the axe over his shoulder; the blow shook the building, and the red baize door leaped against the lock and hinges. A dismal screech, as of mere animal terror, rang from the cabinet. Up went the ..
I heard her weeping; she had hidden her face in her hands. It seemed to me that the house would collapse before I could escape, that the heavens would fall upon my head. But nothing happened. The heavens do not fall for such a trifle. Would they have fallen, I wonder, if I had rendered Kurtz that ju..
She should have died hereafter.There would have been a time for such a word.Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,To the last syllable of recorded time;And all our yesterdays have lighted foolsThe way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life’s but a walkin..
Were they animals, or people, or was it merely the ghostly hand of the wind that wove together all this rustling and crackling and whirring? He listened. It was the wind gently moving the tree tops. No, it wasn’t, it was people—now he could see distinctly—couples arm in arm, who came up from the lig..
There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up an..