Historical Fiction That Guys Like, Too! Novels & Stories

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.

No more worrying about my past, no more stress about my future just the peace I had found in the waves as they rhythmically rolled in and out. I shook my head at my foolishness, there was no way I could stay here forever unless I wanted to sign myself off as a recluse. I opened my book and I decided that if I couldn't lose myself in the woods of the real world, maybe I could lose myself on a pirate ship in the mid-1600s where a captain of the British Royal Navy and the dashingly handsome scoundrel of a pirate fought for the heart of a sweet innocent young girl. Hours later, I finally gave up on the book after realizing there was no way I could choose between the two strong virile men in the

"So how's the classic literature conversation going? Did he recommend any exciting Dickens novels?" My stomach dropped. How the hell did he know about that? James must have talked. Or maybe Nate overheard something at the office. "The conversation is great," I lied without blinking. "I'm sure. Especially the part where the Hundred Years' War lasted exactly one hundred years." Shit. He'd definitely overheard. "Everyone makes mistakes," I said defensively. "Of course. Especially medieval history professors making mistakes about medieval history." "You're unbearable," I muttered, turning away. "And you're being stubborn. If he's so interesting, you should go back to him."

Yet he was alive an’ that may have been a good thing in the grand scheme, but in a time of war that put him in even more danger. The boys were now drawn into the story, fascinated by the past and how they had potential to inform what was happening at that very moment. Such was the power and wonder of history. ‘So what did you do?’ It was Lucas’ turn to speak. His voice was hushed and his feet had stopped bumping against the counter. They hovered in the air as if forgotten.

The author masterfully weaves together Addie's past and present, revealing the many struggles and triumphs she has faced over the centuries. One of the standout elements of the book is the vivid descriptions of France in the 18th century, which create a strong sense of time and place. The historical details are well-researched and add depth to the story, while also highlighting the stark differences between Addie's life in the past and present. It makes me love France more. I eat my gumbo, I put the book down, and I call Cyp. He picks up almost immediately, like he's been waiting by the phone for me.

I was young and hated being flaunted as a new calf prepared for the marriage market slaughter but still enjoyed dancing and chatting with friends. Dad was always a good sport, refusing to hire a lady chaperone for ball after ball, instead insisting that he go himself. He kept a watchful eye on me i knew, but there were many corridors he didn't know about. I needed them when i was tired of my father pressing every available young man into my presence to sign my dance card. It was nice to just have space and breath and think... yes imagine that! A woman that thinks! The nerve of some of these men! I could feel my blood pressure rise just recollecting on what had transpired last night, in fact

Also, don't forget to leave a review for the book! NOW SOME QUESTION BEFORE I LEAVE. What kind of books do you guys like? Slow-burn? Fast-paced? Fantasy? Werewolf? Mafia? Billionaire? Young Adult? New Adult? What kind of female leads do you like? Demure? Sassy? Shy? Bold? Good girls? Bad girls? How do you like your male leads? Assholes?(personally love these ones) Nice? Sweet? Shy? Bad boys? PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!

She reached for a piece immediately—and hissed when it burned her fingers. “Careful. It’s hot.” I picked it up, blowing on it, cooling it down without thinking—like you would for a kid. “I do,” she said, and when I looked up, she was blushing. “I really do. I used to have a lot of books… but they’re all back at my parents’ house.” “I see. Then mine might seem boring. Most girls your age go for romance novels, and I don’t have many of those.” “You do have some amazing historical ones,” she said quickly. “I even saw a couple of my favorites.”

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.

The Alpha has it. The first book had left its readers including me in a cliffhanger. I had always wanted to know what happened next on the journey of the main character. Actually it was not really about the world’s history, but it is just about the character travelling to different places in different times, discovering treasures, witnessing wars, anything that happened significantly on the year he had travelled on. And though it is a fictional story, it still has a touch of true world history in it, depending on where the character went and what time.