English Novel - Famous Novelists (alphabetical Order)

Famous Novelists (alphabetical Order)

  • Amis, Martin
  • Austen, Jane
  • Becket, Samuel
  • Brontë, Anne
  • Brontë, Charlotte
  • Brontë, Emily
  • Burney, Fanny, later Madame D'Arblay
  • Butler, Samuel
  • Carroll, Lewis
  • Collins, Wilkie
  • Conan Doyle, Arthur
  • Conrad, Joseph
  • Defoe, Daniel
  • Dickens, Charles
  • Eliot, George
  • Fielding, Henry
  • Ford, Ford Maox
  • Forster, E. M.
  • Forster, Margaret
  • Gaskell, Elizabeth
  • Gissing, George
  • Goldsmith, Oliver
  • Greene, Graham
  • Hardy, Thomas
  • Huxley, Aldous
  • James, Henry
  • Johnson, Samuel
  • Kipling, Rudyard
  • Lawrence, D. H.
  • Lessing, Doris
  • Lewis, C. S.
  • Lewis, Wyndham
  • Lowry, Malcolm
  • Meredith, George
  • Naipaul, V. S.
  • Oliphant, Margaret, traditionally known as Mrs Oliphant
  • Orwell, George
  • Powys, John Cowper
  • Powys, T. F.
  • Pullman, Philip
  • Reade, Charles
  • Richardson, Dorothy
  • Richardson, Samuel
  • Rushdie, Salman
  • Sackville-West, Vita
  • Scott, Walter
  • Shelley, Mary
  • Smith, Charlotte Turner
  • Smollett, Tobias
  • Sterne, Laurence
  • Stevenson, Robert Louis
  • Swift, Jonathan
  • Thackeray, William
  • Tolkien, J. R. R.
  • Trollope, Anthony
  • Ward, Mary, traditionally known as Mrs Humphry Ward
  • Wells, H. G.
  • Wilde, Oscar
  • Woolf, Virginia
  • Wyndham, John

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