Historical Fiction Books For 12 Year Olds Novels & Stories

he growled as he left the room, slamming the door close, heading towards the direction of the attic and the library. Meanwhile, I sat down down on a swirl chair in the mini library that housed not less than one hundred books, getting sleepy over the interesting novel I was reading when I heard Armani practically screaming my name as he approached the library. The novel was all about a young mistress in search of her missing master with the hope of a happy reunion when she finally sees him.The story was set to medivial times of old, the year seventeenth hundredths to be precise. The novel was the first thing that caught my attention when I stepped into the library. It had a fantastic silver c

She looked up when the door opened, registered me, and looked back at her book. I went in and walked slowly along the nearest wall, reading spines. History, mostly. Territorial records, pack law, a long run of what appeared to be journals or chronicles, their spines labeled by year in handwriting that changed every few decades. One entire shelf of maps, rolled and sleeved in labeled tubes. "You can sit," the girl said, without looking up. "There's a chair at the end." "Thank you," I said. I found the chair, a low wooden thing with a worn cushion, and sat in it and looked at the shelves around me without taking anything down. The girl turned a page. The lamp on the table cast a warm circle th

"The one where Mother turned the scorched wasteland into a field of sun-orchids." Luna smiled, turning to face her brother. "It’s their favorite. The librarian told me the children borrow the scrolls of the Founders' history more than any other text. Crime is nonexistent, poverty is a word we only use in history lessons, and yet, the thing that fascinates them most is how we used to live in fear."

Audrey didn’t quite understand him, “what do you mean?” Nathan’s lips curved into a mocking smile as he sat up, “I was thinking there was a book for the likes of you but it seems you don’t have it” She heaved a sigh, he was Making mockery of her again. “I have Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, 1991. I also have Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston, 2019,Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, 1813. And Seven Days in June by Tia Williams which was written two years ago then I also have love hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood which was also written two years ago”

It was the only class she'd paid attention to because its history captured her, so she knew its history by heart. It didn't matter anyway, because it wasn't going to work. Or would it? An idea came into her mind. She'd been reading a hardcover historical romance recently, so she searched her bag for the book. Thalia's bag always contained everything she needed at any moment, and her mom used to call her a handy person because of it. Even as a child, she carried around things like scissors, tissue and stick-on notes, which made her the go-to person for people who needed to borrow things.

A/N: All the contents inside this fantasy novel it is only the fruit of the author's imagination, same names, places. experiences, happenings, and others are just coincidently written. Enjoy reading and Read at your own risk. START As an innocent child, I also wanted to live a normal life in a world where I just wanted to have friends and be given a chance to play with my dolls with other children. At the age of twelve, there was nothing to do with each stroke of my dolls. Seemingly mad talking plastic children's toys.

"For peace's sake." "How do you got to know about this?" Ida asked Liza. "Me?-I broke into the city museum and stole the book that has all our history and killed a dozen men," Liza's words made Ida blink cluelessly at her for a second. "Just kidding," Liza said. Before Ida could realise it, "But, the theft was true. I did it when I was twelve," Liza pumped. "I was really eager about the city. But-I was punished for it. I was caught on camera and I was sent out from home by my mom," Liza said looking at the ground.

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE

They looked old, like they would turn into dust at any given moment. The pages were filled with old pictures of people and places I've never seen before. It had sketches and drawings that seemed old. It was a history book, a book with everything about the history of Eclipsia Lunaria. He stopped at a page where there was a picture of an innocent looking girl. "Akielia, let me tell you about a seventeen year old girl named Elizabeth Taylor."

So I ended up telling her about Lily, Selene and Aurora. “So there’s still one of them roaming free in the castle?” she cried. “Remember the girl who brought us tea the other day?” “That’s why she stared at you like that!” “I’m afraid so.” In the afternoon, she helped me sit by the window with one of the books she’d brought, and told me to open it while she fetched the chest with my brushes and ribbons. My hair was already long enough for her to try more complex braids. I was mesmerized by the book. It was a true work of ark, written in black ink with gorgeous, colorful illustrations in most of the pages. It was a children’s story, telling how the wolves had arrived in the Dale.