Novel & Cerita Historical Fiction Booktok

She slipped them on and then went into the bathroom to brush her teeth to get ready for bed. Afterward, she lay in her bed and opened her book, a novel about living in the 1500s. A palace made of stone, a prince, and a banned relationship was involved. She licked her lips as she read the part about the prince; he was tall, dark, handsome, and of course, charming.

The End Insta: @demiah13 ( I post snippets of my upcoming works there) Spinoff to this book is now available: His Blonde Temptress (Luke and Rose's book) Other books: Loving The Enemy (Ace and Ryn's story) Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste (Blake and Ashley's story)

She said as Christian dropped her gently on the floor and she rushed outside. “So?” Christian lifted an eyebrow as Mishka wrapped her arms around his shoulder. “So?” She smiled. “You intentionally kept that book at the podium to remind guests of the adversities Indians faced during British rule in India,” He stared into her eyes. “Nooo!” Mishka said. “Why would I do that?” She asked, and Christian tickled her. “You can’t fool me! The book is about all the atrocities Indians faced and how they were enslaved in the hands of Britishers.” He said and Mishka pouted. “You are no less than Kiara.”

The door is open, they enter without knocking, as they enter, there are four people, one of them are the Librarian and the rest is quietly reading a book together in one table. The librarian approaches them with all smiles and says; “How can I help you?” Dawn with a small smile spoke; “I need history book about this place.” She eyed the place. “Do you have that here?” she continued. The librarian, -who named Seta, gulped and gave James a glance. She is just surprise that in her one decade of being a Librarian in Canagan, Dawn is the first people who wants the book of this place, which is the Historia de Kanagan. It was an old book consisting the all history of the place decade after decade b

I had tried to forget about it, pushed it to the back of my mind, but his coldness made the awkwardness resurface. I needed a distraction, something to pull me out of this swirling vortex of confusion and hurt pride. My gaze landed on the book I had pilfered from the palace library a few days ago, still remembering it contains the details of the history of Dovontae's monarchy, something that could help me understand Prince Keith and the palace more. I reached for it and settled onto the bed, willing myself to focus on the dense text.

Her hair fell around her face like a shield, and she was scribbling notes with the kind of intensity that meant she'd discovered something big. I could see the tension in her shoulders, the way she kept glancing around like she expected someone to sneak up on her. Whatever she was researching, it wasn't for a school project. I grabbed a random economics textbook and settled at a table where I could keep an eye on her without being obvious about it. From here, I could see the cover of her book. "The Dark Royals." “Shit.” “That's not good,” my wolf agreed. “Ancient pack histories are full of dangerous information. Things people killed to keep secret.”

One of the girls who found Sonia ‘cool’ then asked, “What's your favorite book?” A lot of books were her favorite, but she ditched them all to say, “You probably haven't heard of it. It's called The Age of Exploration.” She felt Darrell look her way as soon as she said this, but she pretended not to have noticed. “It's a history book, actually,” she continued. The teens' faces scrunched up in distaste. “History?” one of them groaned. “Ugh, boring.” “Yeah, who wants to read about a bunch of old dead guys?” Another one chimed in.

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."

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.

I responded turning my gaze to the book I am holding She perked up and reads the title of the book I’m holding "Historical Records 19th Century. Seems interesting." She said and smiled "I’m Lola, by the way." She introduced lifting her hand for a firm handshake "The head librarian." "Maya." I shake her hand "You seem interested in historical records, you working on some kind of project?" She asked "Sort of." "What are you writing about?" "Ancient werewolves and the history of the royal family," I responded. I know I sound a little silly but I’m glad I didn’t stammer my words out.