Atlantida. E-book. Formato EPUB Pierre Benoit   -  Passerino, 2023  - 

Atlantida (French: L'Atlantide) is a fantasy novel by French writer Pierre Benoit, published in February 1919. It was translated into English in 1920 as Atlantida. L'Atlantide was Benoit's second novel, following Koenigsmark, and it won the Grand Prize of the French Academy. The English translation of Atlantida was first published in the United States as a serial in Adventure magazine.It is 1896 in the French Algerian Sahara. Two officers, André de Saint-Avit and Jean Morhange investigate the disappearance of their fellow officers. While doing so, they are drugged and kidnapped by a Targui warrior, the procurer for the monstrous Queen Antinea.Pierre Benoit (16 July 1886 – 3 March 1962) was a French novelist, screenwriter and member of the Académie française. He is perhaps best known for his second novel L'Atlantide (1919) that has been filmed several times.Translated by Mary C. Tongue and Mary Ross.

Le Lac Salé: Roman. E-book. Formato PDF Pierre Benoît   -  Forgotten Books, 2017  - 

Le soleil ne parut, ce matin du 26 juin 1858, qu'un peu avant sept heures. Des buées de chaleur l'avaient voilé à sa naissance. Quand il surgit, rayonnant et jaune, en plein ciel, le Père d'Exiles venait de terminer la célébration du Saint Sacrifice.Il serra posément les vases sacrés et les ornements du culte dans sa pauvre petite valise en toile bise de missionnaire. Puis il transporta cette valise dans un coin de la véranda, tout encombrée de caisses, et vint s'accouder à la balustrade.Des oiseaux passaient, très haut, de l'est vers l'ouest. Il les reconnut: des courlis, des teals, des cygnes noirs, des grèbes.Il demeura un instant immobile, puis il consulta sa montre.- Coriolan, dit-il au domestique nègre qui jouait à la balle contre le mur d'adobes de la véranda, va dire à ta maîtresse qu'il est temps.Le nègre revint bientôt.

Atlantida (L'atlantide). E-book. Formato PDF Pierre Benoit   -  Forgotten Books, 2017  - 

If the following pages are ever to see the light of day it will be because they have been stolen from me. The delay that I exact before they shall be disclosed assures me of that.As to this disclosure, let no one distrust my aim when I prepare for it, when I insist upon it. You may believe me when I maintain that no pride of authorship binds me to these pages. Already I am too far removed from all such things. Only it is useless that others should enter upon the path from which I shall not return.Four o'clock in the morning. Soon the sun will kindle the hamada with its pink fire. All about me the bordj is asleep.