Historical Christian Romance Novels & Stories

“Tell me you kept in touch with him.” Rosetta winks. “He’s not in my past and definitely in my present. Did you think I’d let him go? He makes my toes curl every single time he’s inside me.” My wild best friend. Lila whistles. “Damn, Rose. That’s filthy.” Elena smiles, a little dreamy as she speaks. “Mine is easy. My husband. He came into my life with so much passion. Still does. The way he touches me…like I’m the only woman who exists. No one has ever made me feel the way he does.”

Maybe it was time to take their relationship to the next level. They quickly freshened up and walked out of the resort, hand in hand, to the car, waiting to take them around the place. Christian knew all about the place. He took her to see the historical sights of significance, like the Villa Aldobrandini, Villa Falconieri, amongst others. They checked out some of the beautiful cathedrals and parks around the Frascati region. It was a novel experience for Skylar, and she realized she loved going out on a date with Christian.

Every night, I would have a romantic and beautiful dream involving Jonathan, and every morning when I woke up, it made me cry even harder because I knew these dreams would never come true, since he wasn’t mine. Without him, I felt completely empty, and I yearned for his affection and touch. I prayed that a miracle would take place and that he would return. Imagining Jonathan with someone else was what hurt me the most. ‘What the two of them would be doing.’ I wanted to fucking end the world every time I thought about this. Why had God returned his first love when we were so happy together? I was becoming selfish because the pain was killing me from within, and I desperately wanted him back.

Andrea was over the moon, and it was hard for her to believe that Christian was going to be her forever. To escape the haunting nightmares and hallucinations about one particular woman, whom he thinks he has never met before, Christian agreed to marry Andrea as she was a beautiful, smart, and generous woman, completely compatible with his status. But little did he know that meeting with a stranger at Coffee House will change everything for him. What will happen when destiny plays its cards? Would Christian be able to accept that he had been married before? Will he choose his present over his past or follow his way back to his former wife?

Mishka rolled her eyes and tried to move, but Christian tightened his hold on her hands. “Looks like it’s the time to tell her the truth and get over with this. Why, just why I did this stupidity?” Christian thought while looking at her mutely and took a deep breath, “I hide things because I fear losing you. If I’ve genuinely loved anyone after Vera, it’s you. I don’t want you to throw me out of your life like Vera did. I did some stupidities in the past and I badly regret it now, but I have been faithful to you after our marriage.” Christian said, and Mishka glared at him. “So it means you had something with Diana in the past??” She asked, all of a sudden.

Then she remembered- while she was exploring her room, she had seen one of the cupboards that had books in it, and she went in search of one. She found a few titles and decided to stick to some historical romance she found, about the Comanche warriors and blood moons, Texans, war and the Prairie. It was just as she sat down that she heard Charity's familiar knocking pattern. Pulling open the door, she saw her friends and ushered them in.

Elizabeth’s POV I had finally reached out to Christian through one of his ever-faithful workers, the same ones he kept sending to deliver gifts I hadn’t asked for. A few days ago, he sent me fifty pre-release books. Romance novels, of course. Top-notch titles that weren’t supposed to hit shelves for months, yet somehow Christian had gotten them early. I’d binged through almost every single one. They gave me a peace I hadn’t felt in weeks, curling up in their stories, forgetting my own. But what unsettled me more was how he knew exactly the kind of books I loved. That man noticed everything, even the details I thought no one else did.

I whispered the headline and hovered my finger over the screen, contemplating on if Ii should open the article. My heart was pounding by the second and with a deep breath, I tapped on it and it opened instantly. I swallowed and swiped up. The headline was the first thing I saw then a few words about the writer followed. I scrolled to the start of the article and started to read; Son of billionaire business man, Anthony Hogan and Heiress of the Hills Global Communication company were spotted having a romantic dinner date at a restaurant and the pair looked like the perfect couple. Sources say that the two rekindled while on a trip recently and they have been together ever since then. There ar

I glance at the cover of the book she slid across the counter: a Catherine Bybee novel. “Oh, wow, Mathilda. You’re a fan of Catherine Bybee?” I smile, genuinely impressed as I open the ledger. “It’s refreshing to see a teenager with such classic taste. Most girls your age are glued to their phones, but here you are, diving into a good romance.”

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.