Historical Romance Fiction Novels & Stories

"This won't work Liam, our relationship won't work because I don't like you." Liam smiled grimly at Mila's determined tone and shook his head. "You don't have to like me to be my queen, you think the previous king and queen lived together because they loved each other?" Liam snorted. “What you saw was just an illusion, try to think more rationally. Your head is filled with the romantic stories Anna told you. Those stories are very unrealistic."

This is going to be nice, I just know it. I spend hours cooking, snacking, reading, and it feels like a dream. My fae romance novel takes me to a land that doesn’t resemble my life and I’m so happy to lose myself in it. I’m reading along happily when I come across a word that strikes me dead. Mates. Great. Just what I was trying to forget about. I put it down and pull out the other book I brought, a historical fiction novel. No mates here, no way. Dinnertime creeps around and I spend a while making a nice risotto with a side salad and garlic bread. It’s so good it borders on s*x.

It was Helen, staring at his face. A knot tightened in my stomach as I approached them. "Excuse me, but it seems you have an unrequited interest in my husband," I said, lowering my phone. She turned to me and smiled, wearing that annoying poker face of hers. "You might see it that way, but you know, Rachel, we have a long history," she said in a tone that made me want to wipe that smirk off her face. I should be focused on figuring out what their history is so I can use it against Leo, but why do I feel so uncomfortable?

I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

I asked. “Another one of his historical smuts.” Henry replied, raising his voice to grab Ron’s attention. “This is fine historical literature not smut.” I snorted at that. “Fine historical literature my ass.” Henry said. Hen was right. I had once searched for a book in Ron’s vast library that did not involve a Duke being wickedly seduced by a temptress or a Highlander spilling his seeds into a moaning fair maiden and had not found any. Not that I was complaining, they were quite educative.

For the first time in what felt like forever, the knot in my chest loosened completely. I pulled down a thick historical romance with a brooding duke on the cover, it was exactly the kind Mirabel would tease me about, and sank into one of the leather armchairs. The cushions hugged me perfectly. I kicked off my slippers, tucked my legs beneath me, and opened the book to the first page. The words pulled me in immediately. Rich descriptions, sharp dialogue, the slow burn of forbidden attraction between the heroine and the man who was supposed to be off-limits. I lost track of time, turning pages steadily, the outside world fading until there was only the story unfolding in my hands.

Rose needed some space between her and this rugged Scottish man she had started developing feelings for! Rose: As I relaxed into the room, and set about removing my traveling clothes…. I couldn’t help think back to these new feelings and wanton behaviors to do with Sean. It has been 4 months! You’d think a gal could keep her head in the game, especially with some man that is working for my family… what is happening to me?!

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.