Medieval Historical Fiction Novels & Stories

"But that is the purpose of it. Books are designed to give you a wide sense of imagination. They were created so all of us can see beyond the physical world. I am not a good reader but I still can't stop myself from reading a lot of books about keeping calmness in my heart. If you ask me why I read those kinds of books, I will give you a lot of answers you would be pleased to hear." "I wish that was easy to actually do. I am more of a fan of historical books. I like reading about the dark ages and how medieval men lived their lives when the Catholic Church was killing millions of innocent people in the name of God." "So, you do read a lot?" The woman cut me quickly. "I didn't say I read a lo

Lastly, men in chain mail and armor were strutting around, their spurs clanging with each step as the men approach their giant mounts. The horses are also in armor with a boy holding the reins. I am in the Medieval -Fucking-Times! And I'm not talking about the restaurant with the jousting in New Jersey! 4 The sight would be a historian's wet dream! A history minor myself, I was awestruck about my current placement in time. But the reality was also setting in because the Medieval Times was a place of barbarism and cruelty, veiled in chivalry. What a hypocritical time this

"What do you feel romance in the Medieval times was like?" "Well, they had no cell phones or modern means of transportation," I squinted my eyes in a different direction, appearing to think. "So my guess is that it was pretty fucked up." Kyle laughed, "Come on, Grace, be serious." "I am being serious." I chuckled. "It must've been totally boring and annoying." He frowned at me. "Sorry." I said with food in my mouth. "What does G****e say?" "Medieval romance was mostly based on chivalry, an idealized noble hero-knight and women being held in high regard." He said. "It also had fairytale-like setting and simple predictable plots."

We sat, and he reached for the cocktail menu immediately. "So, Charles," James said, always the first to start small talk. "Annie said you teach medieval history. What period do you focus on?" "Oh, mostly… uh… the Middle Ages in general," Charles answered, vague as fog. "The middle centuries." The middle centuries? My brows pinched for a second. In the app he'd talked very specifically about the Byzantine period and the Crusades. "Interesting," Margaret said. "My son is learning about the Hundred Years' War in school. You must know a lot about that."

Sten and Troi would often brought the twin to the tribe which resulted in the flourishing of new buds of love between Sten and Chaerin and Shima and Troi. Having on Jion's chest the head of his wife, they both stared at the large moon in the field and drowning their heartbeats in the loud thrashings of the wild river. Two pumas who went to join them, yawned loudly while placing their heads back to sleep again upon beholding the couple kissing under the glistening moon light. ************************************************************************* -End- Royal Series Books: Medieval Princess Dark Age was the time the war broke out between England's Royals and the barbaric native tribes that

I was not prepared for the barrage of medieval facts that were streaming through his thoughts. He was fighting the urge to just tell me literally everything he knew about the medieval times, but he refrained, thinking it would make him sound too nerdy. He was literally acting so cute right now and I didn't love it. How was I supposed to kill him? He was a good guy! Ugh.

I held his hand and felt his bond and knew, with the specific certainty that came from feeling rather than thinking, that he meant every word. "Okay," I said quietly. "Okay," he agreed. He reached over with his free hand and opened the book on the side table beside his chair. The medieval history. He angled it so I could see. "Chapter twelve," he said. "The political dissolution of the Holy Roman Empire." He glanced at me. "Mildly relevant to pack politics if you know how to read the parallels." I looked at the page. At the dense text and the marginal notes in his handwriting.