2017年好看悬疑英文小说

『壹』 寻求超级好看的英文悬疑推理小说！（不要《福尔摩斯》） 内容要吸引人，结局最好是特别出人意料的。 英

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『贰』 求好看的英文 科幻 奇幻 战争 侦探 等小说

英文的科幻 、奇幻小说 ，最出名的一定排的上怀特的《永恒之王》这部可谓是神作中的神作~ 《永恒之王》一共四部：石中剑 空暗女王 残缺骑士 风中之烛
除此之外，怀特还写了终曲《梅林之书》， LZ有时间的话可以慢慢的阅读
其次《冰与火之歌》也很不错 一共七部 但作者完成出版的只有前四部 罕见的经典
至于侦探悬疑类的小说 相信你一定听说过斯蒂芬·金，他绝对算得上大师~ 而且他的大部分作品都被搬上过电影屏幕 像《肖申克的救赎》 绝对是如雷灌耳
还有有推理小说女王之称的阿加莎•克里斯蒂 虽说她已经过世很久很久了（18世纪末出生的人）但大师的佳作永远不会过时
另外提到悬疑推理 日本可谓是人才辈出（额额，我只是就事论事、偶还是很爱国的~） 东野圭吾就算得上是大师了 还有如果你是新手的话可以看看赤川次郎的作品 他的风格一般比较幽默诙谐 还有作品在中国国内非常流行的绫辻行人、你可以查阅他们的作品
PS：西方科幻玄幻的神作也很多 像《黑暗精灵三部曲》 《时光之轮》 《地海传奇》《魔戒》等等 我就不多介绍了 另外还有适合女生和少年看的《哈利波特》 《暮光之城》 《宿主》 等等

『叁』 谁能推荐下又好看的国外经典的悬疑小说吗

荒村公寓蔡骏蔡骏心理悬疑小说.txt 玛格丽特的秘密蔡骏心理悬疑小说.txt 犯罪心理师.--犯罪 悬疑小说第—艾西--txt 阴缘伞一部很好看的心理悬疑推理小说.txt 恐怖悬疑小说--最完美女孩.txt

『肆』 比较好看的外国悬疑小说

艾勒里.
奎恩
的艾勒里.奎恩探案系列（书名是XXXX之谜系列的最推荐），范达因的费洛.范斯探案集，
内田康夫
的
名侦探浅见光彦
系列，
约瑟芬
.铁伊的作品，都是不错的推理悬疑经典。

『伍』 有哪些值得看的英语悬疑小说知乎

经典的如福尔摩斯、阿加莎的无人生还、东方快车谋杀案之类的，还有爱伦坡的、蝴蝶梦、针眼、时间小偷、杀死一只知更鸟、沉默的羔羊 之类的，上周在瑞雅图书专营了买了一本福尔摩斯全集合集，很好看，不太难，比电视精彩多了。

『陆』 有什么好看的国外悬疑小说

丹布朗的小说都可以
阿加莎克里斯蒂的小说也不错
还有福尔摩斯系列

『柒』 有没有书虫推荐英文原版悬疑小说

阿加莎和柯南道尔的，去看吧，看完觉得智商都像充值了一样……

『捌』 谁有外国比较好看的悬疑小说 像希区柯克的

《隔离岛》 丹尼斯·勒翰
《墓地的沉默》 《污血之玷》 阿诺德·英德里达松

『玖』 推荐好看的外国小说，悬疑，推理，黑暗系的

阿加莎克里斯蒂的小说都很好看，结局都很让人意外，总之很棒。
《斯泰尔斯庄园奇案》
《高尔夫球场上的谋杀案》
1926 《罗杰疑案》
1927 《四魔头》
1928 《蓝色列车之谜》
1932 《悬崖山庄奇案
1933 《人性记录》
1934 《东方快车谋杀案》
1935 《三幕悲剧》
1935 《云中命案》
1936 《ABC谋杀案》
1936 《古墓之谜》
1936 《底牌》
《无言的证人》
1937 《尼罗河上的惨案》
1938 《死亡约会》
1938 《波洛圣诞探案记》
1940 《柏棺》
1940 《牙医谋杀案》
1941 《阳光下的罪恶》
1943 《啤酒谋杀案》
1946 《空谷幽魂》
1948 《遗产风波》
1948 《遗产风波》
1952 《清洁女工之死》
1953 《葬礼之后》
1955 《外国学生宿舍谋杀案》
1956 《死人的殿堂》
1959 《鸽群中的猫》

『拾』 求一篇英文的悬疑小说 500字左右的

At the most remote end of the crypt there appeared another less spacious. Its walls had been lined with human remains, piled to the vault overhead, in the fashion of the great catacombs of Paris. Three sides of this interior crypt were still ornamented in this manner. From the fourth the bones had been thrown down, and lay promiscuously upon the earth, forming at one point a mound of some size. Within the wall thus exposed by the displacing of the bones, we perceived a still interior recess, in depth about four feet, in width three, in height six or seven. It seemed to have been constructed for no especial use within itself, but formed merely the interval between two of the colossal supports of the roof of the catacombs, and was backed by one of their circumscribing walls of solid granite.

It was in vain that Fortunato, uplifting his ll torch, endeavoured to pry into the depth of the recess. Its termination the feeble light did not enable us to see.

"Proceed," I said; "herein is the Amontillado. As for Luchesi——"

"He is an ignoramus," interrupted my friend, as he stepped unsteadily forward, while I followed immediately at his heels. In an instant he had reached the extremity of the niche, and finding his progress arrested by the rock, stood stupidly bewildered. A moment more and I had fettered him to the granite. In its surface were two iron staples, distant from each other about two feet, horizontally. From one of these depended a short chain, from the other a padlock. Throwing the links about his waist, it was but the work of a few seconds to secure it. He was too much astounded to resist. Withdrawing the key, I stepped back from the recess.

"Pass your hand," I said, "over the wall; you cannot help feeling the nitre. Indeed it is very damp. Once more let me implore you to return. No? Then I must positively leave you. But I must first render you all the little attentions in my power."

"The Amontillado!" ejaculated my friend, not yet recovered from his astonishment.

"True," I replied, "the Amontillado."

As I said these words I busied myself among the pile of bones of which I have before spoken. Throwing them aside, I soon uncovered a quantity of building stone and mortar. With these materials, and with the aid of my trowel, I began vigorously to wall up the entrance of the niche.

I had scarcely laid the first tier of the masonry when I discovered that the intoxication of Fortunato had in a great measure worn off. The earliest indication I had of this was a low moaning cry from the depth of the recess. It was not the cry of a drunken man. There was then a long and obstinate silence. I laid the second tier, and the third, and the fourth; and then I heard the furious vibrations of the chain. The noise lasted for several minutes, ring which, that I might hearken to it with the more satisfaction, I ceased my labours and sat down upon the bones. When at last the clanking subsided, I resumed the trowel, and finished without interruption the fifth, the sixth, and the seventh tier. The wall was now nearly upon a level with my breast. I again paused, and holding the flambeaux over the mason-work, threw a few feeble rays upon the figure within.

A succession of loud and shrill screams, bursting suddenly from the throat of the chained form, seemed to thrust me violently back. For a brief moment I hesitated—I trembled. Unsheathing my rapier, I began to grope with it about the recess; but the thought of an instant reassured me. I placed my hand upon the solid fabric of the catacombs, and felt satisfied. I reapproached the wall. I replied to the yells of him who clamoured. I re-echoed—I aided—I surpassed them in volume and in strength. I did this, and the clamourer grew still.