Books About Roanoke Colony Novels & Stories

The centerpiece of the space was an old oak roll-top secretary’s desk, the accordion-type cover pushed up, the desktop littered with papers and Post-It notes and books with Brad’s Toshiba laptop in the middle of it all. “So this is where the magic happens, huh?” Bias said, walking further into the room. “If by ‘magic’ you mean ‘blood, sweat, and tears’, then yes, this is where it all happens.” Wandering over to the desk, Bias picked up one of the books. “Life in Colonial America,” he read. “What are all these books for?” “Research for my Roanoke novel.” “Old school research. You know, you can find a lot of information on the internet these days?”

Roxanne came out of nowhere. Arlen shut the book at once, fearing she may get upset for snooping. But Roxanne merely glanced at the cover and flipped through the pages, eager to show them to him. "This is a history book. It holds a compilation of important events concerning the Kingdoms of Slora. It's is a special edition from the forbidden library, and you're not allowed to read it." She took her seat. " But I can read it to you," Roxanne added when the youngster lowered his eyes.

“Let me talk to him, and I’ll get back to you in a moment.” Amber left and Isabella jotted down some notes before looking at more sites. She found a bit more information, and then she found a link to the Lost Colony of Roanoke. Something in her gut told her to investigate that a bit more. She read several articles before Amber came back.

I repeated. It was a familiar name, although I wasn’t sure from where. Ollie let go of my hands so he could trace a spiral on the ground with his finger, a finger whose nail had become as sharp as a wild animal’s claw. Then he began a tale so old and far-fetched that I wouldn’t have believed him if my eyes weren’t glued to that clawed finger of his. “Roanoke was one of the first British colonies in the U.S.,” Ollie began. “You won’t see it on a map, but it’s somewhere in North Carolina.”