18th Century Historical Fiction Novels & Stories

"Okay then he'll show up at her bed-and-breakfast asking for a room one dark and rainy night with his hot Scottish accent and sweep her off her thirty-six-year-old feet." "And then you'll be on the way back to Scotland where you find out he's the clan leader who traveled forward in time to find you just to make you a queen." I nod enthusiastically, ready with my next part of the plot. "And then the book turns into a horror because the Scottish clans were all slaughtered in the eighteenth century." Cammie shakes her head pushing me on the shoulder lightly. "You are such the skeptic."

Seeing his color go up in his face, i knew this was something I couldn't ignore. "Father please, calm yourself, first of all, i'm your only daughter let alone child and i'm not about to go looking for trouble in a strange place with strange men around... i'll have enough to keep me busy with the estate and the classes with Madame Blanchard." "It just would be nice to know who my neighbors are and if i need to keep the doors locked at all times or leave the outdoor lights on to welcome them over... “interrupting my train of thought, he shot up and said " for christ sake keep the doors locked! With all the disquiet around parliament with the whigs and tories, trust no-one in the country! Even

Author's Note: starting from this chapter the next 15 chapters will have the back story of their past-life which was about hundreds of years ago. It's going to clarify why they had been mated. You can jump to the present time (their current life) if you want. Thanks. 18th century...

"Are we going to address the rather intriguing figure of James Parker*loitering in shadowed corners, or are we going to pretend your little midnight rendezvous on the balcony never happened?" Victoria arched a perfectly sculpted brow. "You should write novels, Catherine. Your imagination would keep London's publishing houses in business for decades." Catherine smirked. "I'd have to change the names, of course. The Duchess and the Servant might cause quite the scandal." "Enough," Victoria said sharply, though the corner of her mouth twitched with amusement. The door creaked open then, and a tall figure strode in with an air of practiced arrogance. Lord Alexander Windsor entered uninvited, his

Opulent and limned with gold, the curtains blood red and velvet, embroidered with the royal carnation, it looked like something out of eighteenth-century Versailles. Which was precisely the point: when it was built, my long-dead ancestors had attempted to copy the court of Louis XIV, although luckily for them, they’d avoided the later years involving guillotines and rolling heads. Apparently, they hadn’t been creative enough to come up with their interior designs.

It could easily have been a school or a boarding school. Nathan's scent was in that hallway, so he assumed there must be something hidden there, but all he saw was an office. She went in, closing the door behind her. That place was the best place she had ever seen in her whole life, full of books and a lot of handwriting. She picked up the first book she found, and it was one of her favorites, only this was a first edition. She sat down on the nearest sofa and swung her legs up. The story takes place in rural England in the early 19th century.

The author masterfully weaves together Addie's past and present, revealing the many struggles and triumphs she has faced over the centuries. One of the standout elements of the book is the vivid descriptions of France in the 18th century, which create a strong sense of time and place. The historical details are well-researched and add depth to the story, while also highlighting the stark differences between Addie's life in the past and present. It makes me love France more. I eat my gumbo, I put the book down, and I call Cyp. He picks up almost immediately, like he's been waiting by the phone for me.

he growled as he left the room, slamming the door close, heading towards the direction of the attic and the library. Meanwhile, I sat down down on a swirl chair in the mini library that housed not less than one hundred books, getting sleepy over the interesting novel I was reading when I heard Armani practically screaming my name as he approached the library. The novel was all about a young mistress in search of her missing master with the hope of a happy reunion when she finally sees him.The story was set to medivial times of old, the year seventeenth hundredths to be precise. The novel was the first thing that caught my attention when I stepped into the library. It had a fantastic silver c

Yeah, join the club. I sighed, wondering just how long I’d be stuck down here. I combed my fingers through my hair, pulling it up into a messy bun on the top of my head. Unruly red curls with a mind of their own fell around my face. My body propped itself up against the wall, my hand reaching for the book that I was currently reading. This was my third time reading “Outlander” by Dianna Gabaldon. Her series was one that I really enjoyed. A twentieth-century nurse went back in time to eighteenth-century Scotland. It was filled with love and loss as well as honor and betrayal. Her writing had it all.

The name of a certain novel came inside of her mind— The Lady's Possessive Prince— and thinking about it, she found it funny how she had to dream about the novel now. The novel was quite popular amongst her workmates, and the reason she took interest in it was because of how the female lead had the same name to her— 'Seraphine'. Reading it, Seraphine got to learn how it took place in the western historical setting, and the era wasn't quite clear to her. The story centered around the female lead, 'Seraphine'. Like all the female lead, 'Seraphine' was kind and well-liked by most around her, and throughout the story, she gained love of more people.