Great books have the power to captivate a reader from their very opening lines. From classic tales to the newest novels, here are twenty of our all time favourites, that will get you hooked on a story...
'When you wish that a Saturday was actually a Monday, you know there is something seriously wrong.'
Boy in the Tower by Polly Ho-Yen
'The first Wednesday in every month was a Perfectly Awful Day – a day to be awaited with dread, endured with courage, and forgotten with haste.'
Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster
'Twilight over meadow and water, the eve-star shining above the hill, and Old Nog the heron crying kra-a-ark! as his slow dark wings carried him down to the estuary.'
Tarka the Otter by Henry Williamson
'From the pleasantly situated old town of Mayenfield a footpath leads up through shady green meadows to the foot of the mountains, which, as they gaze down on the valley, present a solemn and majestic aspect.'
Heidi by Johanna Spyri
'In her nightmares, Alice looked into the magic mirror and watched the steamship burn all over again.'
The Palace of Glass by Django Wexler
'Marley was dead, to begin with.'
A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
'Tell us your story,” the voices said. “We want to hear your story – all of it…'
The Casebooks of Captain Holloway: the Disappearance of Tom Pile by Ian Beck
'From the years 1894 to 1901 inclusive, Mr. Sherlock Holmes was a very busy man.'
The Great Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle
'Look, I didn’t want to be a half-blood.'
Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan
'Once on a dark winter’s day, when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the shop windows blazed with gas as they do at night, an odd-looking little girl sat in a cab with her father and was driven rather slowly through the big thoroughfares.'
A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett
'As soon as I got home from school, Aunt Baba noticed the silver medal dangling from the left breast-pocket of my uniform.'
Chinese Cinderella by Adeline Yen Mah
'It winged its way across the blackness of intergalactic space, searching.'
World-Eater by Robert Swindells