Best Romantic Historical Novels Novels & Stories

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

Noah said proudly “ The female students will be starting theirs in few minutes,,which one among you will be going?? ” Ethan asked “ Non,,,,only Hazel ” Lisa said “ Non ?? Why?? ” Michael asked “ We are not good in acting,,I prefer singing,, ” Lisa smiled Michael sighed sadly and looked away, “ Then get ready to watch your boyfriend kissing another girl,, ” Noah blurted out and Michael immediately tapped him “ What do you mean?? ” Lisa asked “ You should know that Romeo and Juliet are the most romantic couples you will ever meet,,,,,And in the play,,Romeo and Juliet will be kissing,, more than six scenes ” Noah said and they all gasped

I struggled to choose what book to read to him, since it occurred to me, belatedly, that I have no idea what my Master reads for pleasure. I try to choose something classic instead, something appropriate; but ´Wuthering Heights´, with Cathy, Heathcliff and Edgar, and their doomed love triangle, isn´t right. Neither is ´Gone with the Wind´, with Scarlett, Rhett and Ashley. ´Pride and Prejudice´, ´Jane Eyre´, ´Anna Karenina´, all dwell on the failure of three lovers to make their situation work. In the end, I choose something very different, ´Time Enough for Love´, an old 1970´s Sci-fi novel, in which the characters make their polyamorous family work.

She clasped her hands together, her eyes shined more brightly, and for a second, he took his time to examine it, her eyes shining beautifully. "So, this is my old bookstore where I used to come and purchase books. I mostly read books about law, and best sellers." It was as if she wanted to tell him a secret, because she appeared shy now. "I also read romance novels here." Sucker up. He was supposed to be frowning right now, but then, he was walking along the stacks, "Who are your favorite authors?" She seemed excited to talk to him, had she never said this to anyone before? She fastened her steps, her strapping her blazer over her white shirt underneath, "Julia Quinn! I love her historical r

NOTE BEFORE YOU READ….. Note before you read… The next few chapters are written in the Carolingian Renaissance and the Vikings era but don't stick to the fact. You will find a few things that have been added to fit into the story. So if you find anything strange or unusual, then remember the next few chapters are based on historical fantasy fiction books. Do add or check the other book of the author. Revenge on the Mafia lord. .. .. .. YEAR 956 AD. It was a loud night, one where the sounds of crickets chirping could not be heard and the clouds smothered the moon and stars.

“I read I guess- “Wow, what type of novels do you read?” She grinned wearing an excited look. I don’t read novels though. “Historical?” I guessed since I like to read documentaries. “Wow, that’s interesting. I sometimes read historical novels as well. Not all the time though, I love its romance” She put in and I nodded and it was silence again. “I…I’m done with my drink. So, I should go” I told her after standing from my seat. “Yeah me too, let’s go” She eagerly stood and followed me. Oh God, I thought as she started talking again after we walked out of the cafe together.

As I put my feet up out of bed and go to watch the sunrise from my balcony chair, it is beautiful and brings a sense of peace and calm, while I am lost in my thoughts, I remember the story of romance that happened here in this castle that I am to be married in. "Once upon a time there was a young couple, Maria and Rafael, who met during a trip to Europe. They quickly fell in love and decided to travel together through France, visiting various historic castles and palaces. On one of their trips, they came across an isolated castle that had been abandoned for years. for years. Despite the state of decay, Maria and Raphael were fascinated by the beauty of the place and decided to explore it. As

Their love, like the lavender fields, was in full bloom, painting their world in shades of purple and gold. The chapter of this day closed, but their story was far from over. It was an ongoing masterpiece, created with love, painted with moments, and bound by time. A love story between a painter and a historian, a story set in the beautiful lavender fields of Provence, under the radiant Provençal sun. A love story that, like the sun, would rise again with a new day, bringing with it, new moments to cherish and new memories to create.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

Belle’s heart was racing faster than it had ever done before. She couldn’t believe what was happening. He was taller than her and she loves a man who was taller than her. Ronnie’s brain reeled from sensory overload. Belle’s honeysuckle scent,her red velvet lips, shoved him to the brink. It had been a long time. He couldn’t remember ever wanting a woman the way he wanted her. He leaned forward, looking into her eyes, he whispered in her ear with a soft voice; “Can i kiss you?” Belle was almost trembling but not because she was afraid. It was because she had waited for this moment and it was finally happening.