Christian Romance Historical Fiction Novels & Stories

It was a promise. Meanwhile, in the Bishop’s old chambers, Catherine faced the pages of the holy texts rewritten over generations to suit corrupt needs. She burned the falsities and began transcribing anew—starting not with rules, but with stories. Stories of Isabella’s endurance. Of Arthur’s honor. Of Michael’s unwavering flame. Of her own awakening. Later that night, in the quiet sanctuary of the outer courtyard, Isabella and Arthur sat alone. "Do you think peace will last this time?" Isabella asked softly.

Francesca stated beaming at Joan. She knew her niece hadn't had a serious romantic affair since Dylan Reed. "Y...you are asking me to marry?" Joan stuttered, she couldn't comprehend her aunt's words. "Yes I am, a marriage of convenience."

For the second time in two encounters, Isabelle had broken down in Christian's arms. "I loved him, I trusted her. " She whispered against his warm chest. He could feel the softness of her breasts on his stomach due to height difference. He pressed her further into him, running his hands up and down her back. Christian broke another rule in their second meet up, hugging a female. He never showed any compassion, his business was to fuck and leave. Christian remained quiet, wondering how his cock could harden as the woman bawled her eyes out on his chest.

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

“That is odd. Oh well, we can solve that mystery at some other time. To be honest, I haven’t had the chance to read the entire manuscript.” Because I keep falling asleep and dreaming the entire manuscript. “I have to admit, the title intrigues me. I’m very familiar with the story of Purim, of course, and I’ve done a great deal of research on Vashti, but there are absolutely no references to her ever having a daughter, not in the megillah, or any midrash I’ve been able to find. While I believe you have a unique niche market in Jewish historical fiction, we’re really not the right publishing house for the novel. We don’t publish religious genre, I’m sorry.”

CHRISTIAN and Roose look into each other's eyes. Their body heat rises up slowly. They are unable to handle this heat. CHRISTIAN looks like a loose face which becomes completely red due to drugs. Her innocent eyes have fire after looking at her, her pink lips create sensation on CHRISTIAN'S whole body. His throat became completely dried. Cold Sweat drops appear on his forehead. He tried to control him for a long time but today it is impossible. They enter a luxurious Room. Christian was put Roose right on the wall and caged her with his strong arms. He touched her forehead with his. His running hot breath spread on her face. Dim Room light makes Roose's face and body more attractive. He tri

It's my trusty companion when I need an escape from reality, offering a delicious blend of spice, romance, and exotic adventures that never fails to absorb me completely. As I turn the well-thumbed pages, allowing the captivating world of Christian and Anastasia to draw me in, I can't help but marvel at how this book manages to weave complex characters and intense emotions into such a tantalizing narrative. The intricacies of their relationship, the dramatic twists and turns, and those steamy, passionate scenes capture my imagination every time. It's like visiting an old friend who always has something interesting to share. Over time, I've actually picked up quite a few tricks from this book

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.........

When I realized it was useless, I bolted from the hall and straight back to my room, locking myself in for the remainder of the evening and burying my face into my pillow, letting shame and loneliness completely wash over me. Phew, a lot of stuff jammed into this one but I really needed to cover a bunch before next week's post *get excited*! You all can thank Gaya, the HW Godmother, for Dimitri's (not so) musical talents. Since 80's music and western novels weren't around during this time period we needed some other way for him to have an interest that nobody else cares about lol. And yes, Christian has finally arrived! He's one of my favorite characters from the VA series (mainly bc of his