Historical Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Gold-tier fighters who had survived things that should have killed them turned around and walked away from her without explaining why. She had destroyed three kingdoms. The novel stated this as historical fact, briefly, in a section of worldbuilding that the author clearly found more interesting than the hero's romantic subplot but had buried in Chapter 74 anyway. Three kingdoms, across what the novel implied was a very long time, for reasons that were never specified.

If he submitted, it would be because he chose Dante as a partner, as a head he looks up to and respects. "yeah... you're right" Maya speaks, voice low and unsure, the steam catching each word. He looked up through the water, eyes on Taiga’s. He did not try to soften the truth. "i don't know to much about it, but it happened two years before i came into his life, his parent found him a partner, someone his age to help with his aggressive Enigma, i once experienced it but luckily it didn't get too far" Taiga listened, jaw tight, hands pressed to the tile at his sides.

"Julian this is not about the company. It is about the family's history. It is about the secrets, the sacrifices and the alliances that made the city what it is today." Julian smiled. "It sounds like an idea for a new book, " he said, pulling up a chair next to her. "This time you have all the information you need.. You get to keep all the money from the book." The Multi-Generational Matrix Elena opened her notebook. Started sketching out a new story. She was using the journals as inspiration. She was going to write a historical fiction book using her expertise to tell a story that was based on real events.

The video on the screen has looped back to my own face mid-chorus, mouth shaping the word *devil* over a photo of Rafael’s smile. Dante taps the space bar. The room goes silent. “So,” I say. “You’ve seen my fanfiction.” His jaw tightens. “That is not your fanfiction,” he says. “It’s a revisionist history starring a man who didn’t pay your freedom price.” “Our marriage certificate doesn’t make you a better man than him,” I shoot back. “Just a richer one.” “Maybe,” he says. “But it does make me the one who has to manage the fallout when the world decides you belong to someone else.”

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

I felt stupid enough to apologize to him tomorrow and bring him a cookie. A flood of nonsense hit first: roleplay forums; romance book rec lists that looked suspiciously like my browsing history from lonely winters; wikis that read like teenagers high on Mountain Dew had built them at three in the morning. I dug harder, forcing my way past fanfic to the kind of folklore sites with ugly fonts and long paragraphs.

“It’s a popular fanfiction about Mr. Cedric and Ms. Maia. Its title is ‘Will You Marry Me, Again?’” Paige was shocked by the news. “There’s even a fanfiction about them? The author is fearless.” “Paige, please don’t tell anyone about this. We want to continue reading it.” Paige just sighed and told them to get back to work. As the other secretaries returned to their tables, Paige opened her drawer quietly and took out her cell phone. She immediately went online to search for the fanfiction that they were talking about. … When they finally got to the ICU, Maia stood outside the room. She looked at Homer who was lying on his sick bed unconscious.

She told herself that again and again until her breathing slowly came back to normal and she could no longer hear the rustling of the wind outside. Rie turned her gaze back to the book she’s reading. It was the historic account of the war that happened a hundred years ago. Before the world, as everyone had known it, ended. In the year 2025, the third biggest war in the history of mankind happened. But it wasn’t between two countries or group of countries. It was between vampires and werewolves. That’s right, vampires and werewolves. When nobody believed in such beings, they suddenly appeared and changed the course of history. That was followed by the appearance of witches, wizards, even fair

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.

She took another sip of wine, using the moment to collect herself. "And you?" she asked. "What does the formidable Lycan King do when he's not ruling a kingdom?" "Sleep," I echoed her earlier response, gratified when it earned me another small smile. "But truthfully? I read. History, primarily." "Any particular period?" "The Migration Era fascinates me. When our kinds first established territories and governance structures." I leaned slightly closer, lowering my voice. "The historical accounts are woefully incomplete. Most official texts suggest a natural separation of species, but primary sources tell a different story."