Best Historical Romance Novels All Time

Haven Francheska Laurier's life changes when her Tita Nika takes her under the care of the wealthy Sierra family. Surrounded by luxury, she meets Elio’s nephews—Sebastian, the quiet and mysterious one with a girlfriend, and Hari, the playful and intense one—along with their fun-loving friend, Daniel. Haven has a crush on Sebastian. Daniel notices and suggests they pretend to be a couple to make Sebastian jealous but Daniel actually wants her for himself. As their fake relationship starts to feel real, both Sebastian and Hari begin to play with Haven's emotions. Will Haven find a way out of this tangled love triangle, or is she stuck in a bad romance filled with heartbreak and confusion?

Jake Mendellin and Ayesha Mae Valdez met in a bar and hit on a one night stand. Iyon ang akala ni Yesha. Inakala niyang ang nangyari sa kanila ng estrangherong nakilala niya sa bar ay isang gabi lang ng kanyang pagka-pariwara. She blamed it on alcohol and the pain caused by her father. Tinangka niyang kalimutan ang nangyari sa kanila ng estranghero ng gabing iyon. Pero hindi pala magiging ganoon kadali. Ang isang gabi ng kanyang pagkalimot ay nagbunga. Magagawa kaya niyang ipaalam kay Jake ang kalagayan niya? Gayong nalaman niya na ikakasal na pala ito sa iba.

ROYAL HILL HIGH ( High School Romance ) * * In a place in Korea( Seoul ),there’s a school popularly known as ROYAL HILL HIGH, A very famous school consisted with the most smart and cute students,it’s filled with about 5,000 students from all over the world. Entering this school is very hard . why?? Because the school is perfect,it has one of the biggest library in Korea ,the most stunning and adorable school,and has the most beautiful and accommodating buildings. Each students have their own lockers ,uniforms, and dorms. Only the smartest of the smarts can enter, And the richest among the rich. According to history,,Mr Jung who now owns the most popular hotel in the world also studied there, You have to stay until you finish your whole college life,( Unless for Summer or Session Break ) ………. Let’s stop here. Note: The School is Mine So ,,who else wanna go into this novel with me???? Oya let’s go

The Moon Goddess was worshiped by werewolves. Many years ago, werewolves were just ordinary wolves who were said to be the protectors of the human race. Until one wolf stood up and pleaded with Terra, the mother nature, and the moon goddess to gave them the ability to transform into humans. Their wishes were granted, and werewolves were born. Selene, the Moon Goddess, loves going down into the earth. Along with her moon chariot, driving across the heavens in the night sky. She sits down and dresses as if she were a human, with pale skin and a white silk gown and robe. She is depicted as the goddess who brings romance in the moonlight night. But everything had changed when she saw a werewolf while she's riding in her moon chariot. Sleeping beneath the Sacred Falls, the one she always called home. Alpha Endymion, the werewolf she fell in love with, the dangerous Alpha King of Arcadia. The moon's illicit romance that blooms beneath the Sacred Falls, as the moon deity rises out of a faraway land, speaking for her own heart.

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.

Escaping from her abusive husband with nothing but the clothes on her back, a beaten and bruised Laura shows up on the doorstep of her estranged older brother - and President of a well-known motorcycle club, Jake Wilson. But before she can even make it into the house, she runs into a tall, dark, deep well of trouble - her brother's best friend and second in command, Talon Nash. *********** He stepped closer, closing the gap between us in one stride. His hands found my hips, pulling me into him with a firm but gentle grip. The sawdust clinging to his skin mingled with the scents of his sweat and cologne, and I breathed it in, reveling in it. “Your reward,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, “is me not dragging you upstairs and ruining you right now in front of all these guys.” My breath hitched, and I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, but I smirked. I wasn’t about to let him win this one. “No fair. That’s more of a punishment than a reward,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “I want a refund.” “NOT getting f*cked in front of the prospects is a punishment?” He chuckled, a deep rumbling sound that vibrated through me. “Fine,” he added, his lips curling into a wicked grin. “Careful what you wish for, angel.” Before I could respond, he bent down and hoisted me up over his shoulder like a sack of flour. I let out a startled laugh, my hands instinctively gripping the back of his jeans. The prospects paused their work, watching with amused smirks as Talon carried me toward the stairs. “Talon!” I protested, though my laughter betrayed me. “Put me down!”

I accompany my husband, Michael Yates, to a stationed assignment on a remote island. Out at sea, a sudden storm hits. The ship capsizes and begins to sink. As the commanding officer, my husband gives the last life vest to his so-called godsister, Naomi Hollister. I don't cry or scream. I just watch silently as he carefully fastens the straps around her body. In my past life, I had clutched my pregnant belly and begged him for help. After a brief hesitation, he finally put the vest on me. But Naomi was swept away by the waves, and her body later washed up on shore. Only half of it remained. Michael insisted it wasn't my fault. He also said that saving me was his duty, both morally and professionally. He even took leave to stay by my side before I gave birth. But when my water broke in the dead of night, he pushed me into the sea. His eyes were bloodshot and burning with hatred. "Leah, if it weren't for you, Mimi would still be alive! Did you really have to force me to give you the vest when you were just pregnant? Couldn't you have waited a little longer? Why do you get to live? Go down there and die with her!" I drown, and fish tear my body apart. I die without even a full corpse left behind. And then, I open my eyes. I'm back on the day of the storm.

From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching. I didn’t know what I’d done to capture his attention. I didn’t want it. Yet, I couldn’t stop my heart from trembling like a bare soul caught in the icy grip of winter whenever he came near. Nor could I ignore my body’s traitorous response to his voice, low and laced with wicked intent. I fought to resist him. I truly did. But it was useless. He knew it. And so did I. So I ran. But that was the thing about the Vitales: they always gave chase.

Amelia was always the outcast, mocked for her size and ignored by everyone but Dylan Thane, the only light in her dark school life. She fell for him, of course. Who wouldn’t? But her heart shattered when Dylan, her best friend, seemed to fall for the very bully who made her life miserable. Desperate to be seen, Amelia struck a deal with a mysterious old woman for the perfect body. The new Amelia turned heads but not Dylan’s. Because he had always loved her as she was… and had never betrayed her. Now, the true cost of beauty is coming due and it’s more than she bargained for.

Quinlan Torres has responsibilities - one more year of college, a brother who needs a lot of extra supervision, and a best friend in the middle of a hostile takeover of her late father's company. The best thing for her to do would be to keep her head down, her eye on the ball, and her mind clear of any distractions. Problem is, her best friend's boyfriend has this brother...