Historical Fiction Egypt Novels & Stories

The smiles on her face, made her even looked adorable. ‘Okay. Tell me all you know about Egypt, my lady.’ Prince Philip folded his arms, waiting for the lady to educate them all. ‘Civilization started from Egypt, many, many years ago, even before the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ.’ She was gaining confident as she spoke, ‘my Prince, I don’t know if you’ve heard of mummy?’ Prince Philip nodded his head, and the lady continued her discussion. ‘Mummy, in Egypt is a way of embalmment of the Egyptian Pharaoh. I don’t know if they still do such again, in this modern day.’ Philip looked at her intently, and sighed.

The man in the round glasses noticed how the girl was straining, trying to put separate phrases into meaningful sentences. – What do you have there? I'll take a look. I only took apart a part. She said embarrassed. “It mentions some kind of fiery sword, Alud had burns on his wound. The man took a fragile bundle in his hands. Eyes darted over the text. - Now this is interesting, it describes an ancient battle that happened in ancient Egypt. The scroll dates from around 2500 BC. e. people, this is the reign of the IV dynasty. It was a watershed moment when two deity cults fought for power. Werewolves, manipulating the priests of the solar circle of Ra, in Heliopolis, competed with the vampire

His eyes then moved down to the text that he was unable to read and appeared to be some kind of symbolic language. He was able to recognize some symbols like the eye of Horus , the ancient Egyptian god of air, making him assume that the text was Egyptian thus pegging the question; What the hell was Egyptian text doing in his History book? Yes. There were other books for that; like an ancient Egyptian book! But not his History book. Things started to get weirder as he moved down the text with his eyes. The symbols began to...move? They swayed on the page like a pane of water and Jake began to feel a dizziness in his eyes.

Present time, Belmont High School Library. Kent and Elise looked at each other. They realized this was the final warning of the visions that Elise saw. The book was the evidence and the key, the same case that happened when she had the book “The Pharaoh’s of Ancient Egypt” before they were sucked into 3100 B.C., in Ancient Egypt. Kent’s color went back to normal when he realized that Elise was looking at him deep into his eyes. He fluttered his eyes and gazed at the book instead.

Damon pointed out examples open on the table right now. “Delightful. I remember a history class I took. Someone found a book written in Egypt with all sorts of useful medical procedures and treatments in it. But the author missed one important detail.” Eva’s mind stumbled upon this memory in the miasma of her exhausted brain. She didn’t think she’d have thought of it if she hadn’t been so tired. “What was that?” Damon sat and looked at her in curiosity. Interested in her thoughts and reasoning.

A new day had begun but neither the Pharaoh nor the woman from another age realized it yet… But from this moment forward, the course of Egyptian history had already begun to change. —----------------------------

Of course her body had been pulling her to this place—there was nowhere she felt more comfortable than within the sanctity of a library. She could hardly believe that there were still books here in one piece. Many, she realized, were made of ancient Egyptian paper, thick and rubbery. As she pulled down volume after volume, she noted that every different type of alphabet was represented, from Arabic to Cyrillic script, to hieroglyphics. It was like her dream come true, stumbling across a forgotten library filled with books that hadn’t been touched for centuries. It made her think of Aiden; he’d love to get his hands on a place like this.

"Oh, sure that's fine. It's nice to know you're not like your same-aged peers." "What do you mean?" "Well between you and me, it's hard to be a young professor. All these young ladies staring at me. They don't take me seriously. But I can see you do. So thanks for taking my class seriously. At least one young lady does." "Oh, I didn't realize that Professor Oakley. I'm here to study. I don't pay attention to that sort of thing. As for your class, I am enjoying it. I am nervous to study Roman history. I always get Greek and Roman history confused. The ancient Egyptians are my favorite subject. I used to dress up as Cleopatra every year. I know she wasn't actually Egyptian. She was Greek I thi

Ava nodded, "Yes, the pharaohs were very powerful in Ancient Egypt. They were thought to be like gods." "It's so amazing that we can learn so much about history just by looking at these things" and Ava nodded. She loved as the kids were invested in art. She had no idea that they were that invested even though she knew that most of their favourite subjects in school had been something related to arts and making of things.

She felt like jumping back in time and grabbing and shaking this author, this person who would tease her in this way and then not expound on it. As she turned the next page, though, she came upon an elaborate color illustration of the Sphinx of Egypt, the sun shining behind it, its rays filling the page, so bright it looked as if it might jump out at her, and as she read the inscription, in tiny letters, she was immensely relieved to discover that the author did, indeed, revisit the topic: