Historical Fiction Stories

Florence, 1475. Rising painter Sandro Botticelli begins a forbidden affair with the noblewoman Simonetta Vespucci, the celebrated beauty at the center of Medici society. As gossip spreads through Florence and powerful families tighten their hold over the city, their secret draws them into a world of obsession, political ambition, betrayal, and bloodshed, where love survives only through silence, sacrifice, and the paintings that refuse to forget her.

Some stories begin with love. Some begin with ruin. But this is a story that begins with silence... and quiet glances. In a world where the Cross and the Crescent refuse to unite, where both sides continue to fight for what they believe is rightfully theirs, two souls slowly ignite beneath the shadow of war. What begins as fleeting looks and restrained words soon turns into something far more dangerous, something the world around them would never forgive, never accept, never allow to exist peacefully. Yet fire has never cared for permission. And just like the nature of fire, it spreads. Bound to a Holy Land drowning in bloodshed, kingship, sacred vows, and political unrest, they find themselves caught within a fate far greater than themselves. Amid war councils and whispered loyalties, something begins to take shape beneath the weight of history itself... something capable of tearing apart empires, igniting wars, and destroying the very families sworn to preserve order. But some things are never meant to exist beneath the light. So it lingers in the spaces between words. In lingering silences. In unfinished confessions and moments that vanish as quickly as they appear. Because peace is fragile. And some flames are destined not to burn brightly... but to consume quietly until nothing remains untouched by their ashes. ✨📖

After the fall of Granada, nothing remains but silence, ash, and the ghosts of a broken kingdom. Now, Asiya lives under a given name-Sibylla-within the very court that destroyed her world. Stripped of her identity and surrounded by enemies, she survives by silence, by obedience, by becoming someone she no longer recognizes. But when a man from her past steps into the court, long-buried secrets begin to unravel-quietly, dangerously, thread by thread. And as the fragile life she has built begins to collapse, Asiya is drawn into a fate that may demand everything from her... A girl. A kingdom's final hope. And he fell... enough to awaken a kingdom. . . . A story written in the crimson blood of those who sacrificed everything with the last kingdom of Al-Andalus.

Part two of my first book cover gallery. It's not really a shop, it's more so of a gallery showing off my work and the explanation for the covers. Hope you enjoy them!

It's the beginning of all the story, the first encounter, the first love that come touch the heartless. The love that slowly fill his heart and can't turn away from her. The beginning story before the curse of the GOLDEN HOURGLASS.

A Century of Lament follows the harrowing journey of Parkinson, a British-American soldier whose soul is being slowly eroded by the suffocating anxiety and relentless depression of the trenches. While he faces the visceral reality of fire and steel on the front lines, his heart remains tied to Charlotte Spencer, a woman enduring a quieter, more toxic tragedy back home. As a "Canary Girl," Charlotte spends her days in the sulfuric haze of a munitions factory, her skin yellowing and her health failing as she breathes in the very poison meant for the battlefield. Their love is an aching, fragile anchor in a world defined by pain and historical upheaval, a desperate attempt to find warmth in a cold, industrial machine. It is a story of two people caught in a cycle of tragic sacrifice, where the only thing more dangerous than the war itself is the lingering lament of what they have both been forced to lose.

In the silent expanse of Jaisalmer's desert, where the horizon swallows truth and the wind carries forgotten names, a story unfolds that defies every boundary of love and fear. It is not merely a tale of romance-it is what remains when love survives beyond mercy, and what breaks when horror becomes familiar. In this world, love is not gentle, and darkness is not distant. It is lived.

Sa gitna ng dakilang Puod ng Tondo, si Aglaya ay isang mutyang nagniningning sa kariktan, isang larawang tila hinubog mula sa mga pangarap. Ngunit sa likod ng kanyang marilag na anyo, hindi himig ng kundiman o indak ng sayaw ang nananalantay sa kanyang ugat, kundi ang nag-aapoy na dugo ng isang mandirigma. Isang trahedya ang sumapit sa kanilang pamilya na dahilan ng pagpanaw ng kanyang mga magulang sa kamay ng kamatayan. Pasan ang bigat ng mundong gumuho, nagpakalayo-layo siya kasama ang kanyang mga musmos pang mga kapatid upang takasan ang mga nagnanais tumapos sa kanilang lahi. Sa loob ng limang taon ay tahimik na namuhay ang magkakapatid sa lugar kung saan namumukadkad ang asana sa bawat sulok nito. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, nagtagpo ulit ang kanilang landas ng isang pamilyar na ginoo, sugatan at nag-aagaw-buhay sa malamig na yakap ng tahimik na agos ng ilog... isang lalaking hindi maalala ang sarili, maging ang kanyang nakaraan. Ang muling pagtatagpo ng dalawa ang magyayanig sa mundo ng mga aninong nasa likod ng delubyong nakaraan. Ang kanilang hindi inaasahang pagsasama ay hindi lamang isang pagkakataon, kundi isang mitsa na muling magpapaalab sa mga lihim na pilit ibinaon sa limot. Started: April 28, 2026 (On-going)

Bring tissues. You've been warned. The village of Red Town has one rule about Christmas Eve - you show up. You carry your candle. You sing your carols. You go home. Kenny has one rule about Nao - you never stop writing. Not after one month of silence. Not after a year. Not after three. On the night the snow takes everything, two people find each other at a fig tree with a snowman between them and a letter that was never meant to be found the way it was. This is not a love story about falling. It is a love story about staying. About names given in cold rooms. About coats placed on snowmen by hands that knew they were running out of time. About a boy who wrote letters nobody answered - and a girl who kept every single one in a tin box under her bed. Be happy. It's Christmas. Some words outlast everything.

In a time when traditions spoke louder than children, two young lives are bound by a decision they never made. He is old enough to question. She is young enough to ask. As they grow, so does their understanding of a world that treats them unequally. This is not a love story. This is a story of growing up too soon-and choosing what comes after.

In a palace where silence is obedience and perfection is survival, Kabir exists as a shadow- an Indian servant who is anything but ordinary, a spy trained to observe, calculate, and disappear within the system that was never meant to see him as human. But the moment he catches the attention of Julien, a sharp-minded British official who notices what others overlook, the careful balance begins to fracture. Suspicion turns into fascination, and their quiet battle of control slowly shifts into something far more dangerous-recognition. Meanwhile, in the same suffocating corridors, Sarat- another spy who survives through humor, masking fear with laughter and rebellion with charm, until he crosses paths with Edric, a calm and unreadable figure who speaks in silences and watches like he already knows the ending. Where Sarat is chaos, Edric is control-and yet, against all logic, they begin to understand each other. As secrets tighten and loyalties blur, both pairs find themselves trapped in a system built to erase individuality, where every connection is a risk and every emotion a weakness. Because in a place like this, love is not freedom-it is treason.

They were rejected, silenced, called unclean. But when they met Jesus Christ... everything broke. Not the world. Them. They weren't chosen. They weren't clean. They weren't supposed to belong. A foreign mother crosses into enemy land for a miracle she doesn't deserve. A bleeding woman hides in the crowd, risking everything for one touch. A forgotten outcast meets a man who sees every secret she buried. And a woman who built her life on control watches it all fall apart. This is not a retelling of saints. This is a story of pressure, silence, rejection-and the moment faith refuses to break. Inspired by the events in the Gospels, told through the eyes of the women history overlooked.

"Do you want to know how I met your father?" In 1873, I was captured by six men who wanted the same thing-a jewel worth more than gold, power, or pride. A pirate who smiled like danger. A knight who spoke in broken words and rigid honor. A gentleman who thought he could control everything. A cowboy who saw too much. A ronin who said too little. And a ninja who understood every word I never meant to say. They thought I was the key. They were right. What I never told them- What I never told your father- Is that the jewel was never the most dangerous thing on that ship.

Written by: Carlos Dale Mind Based on a Chinese Historical Folktale

" မတူညီသော အလံတော် နှစ်ခုအောက်မှ ထွန်းလင်းလာသော ဇာတာတော်နှစ်စောင် : တစ်စောင်မှာ ဂဠုန်မင်း၏ တောင်ပံဖြန့်ကာ ဖိနှိပ်ခံဘဝမှ တိုးထွက်သော ဇာတာတော်၊ တစ်စောင်မှာ မိုးအလွန်တွင်မှ သင်းပျံ့ပွင့်လန်းသော မြတ်ပန်းတော်ဝင် ရွှေသဇင်ခက် ဇာတာတော် နယ်မြေချဲ့ထွင် သွေးချောင်းစီးစေသော ဘုရင်များလက်ထက်၊ လောင်ကျွမ်းနေသော စစ်မီးတောက်များကြား တာဝန်များ ပုခုံးထမ်းကာ မွေးဖွားလာသော လူသားနှစ်ဦးနှင့် မတွေ့ဆုံမီကပင် ချည်နှောင်ထားသော အထုံးအဖွဲ့ကလေး .. သမိုင်းသည် ဖြစ်လာသမျှကို မှတ်တမ်းတင်ထားခြင်း ဆိုပါလျင် ဤမှတ်တမ်းကလေးဟာဖြင့် ဖြစ်မလာခဲ့သည်များအကြောင်း ပုံပြင်တစ်ပုဒ်သာဖြစ်လိမ့်မည်။ " Note : ကိုယ်တိုင်ဖတ်ရန် ရေးမိခြင်းပါ .. တဖြည်းဖြည်းချင်း ခံစားရေးဖွဲ့သော စိတ်ကူးယဉ် ဇာတ်လမ်းတစ်ပုဒ်မို့ ဖတ်မိခဲ့သည်ရှိသော် ဖြည်းဖြည်းချင်းသာ လိုက်ပါခံ

The story of Pallavi, a chaotic, curious and determined girl full of mischief who steps into the Army with the hopes of becoming a soldier and prince Anand, her mentor with a dark past and hidden secrets. This is the kind of book that can make you smile and relax after a bad day and fill your heart with happiness and love!!! There are moments that will make you laugh, moments that will you make you think, moments that will make you feel good, but mostly moments that will put a smile on your face :) Step into the beautiful world of Army love yourself ❤️ Reviews coming soon.....

He died in early spring. Holding a watch that wasn't his. Loving someone he was never allowed to say it to. Now he is Callum Voss, twenty-eight, ordinary life, no ghosts. Until a boy with autumn eyes opens a door - and every wall Caelum spent eleven years building comes down at once. A crown for no one. A love for every lifetime. ❝ Would it have been easier, if I were commonborn? My beloved. ❞ - A Victorian BL reincarnation story about guilt, second chances, and the terrifying truth that some loves don't need a throne to survive. They only need courage. Updates weekly ✦

Can a single second in the CERN particle accelerator erase everything you ever knew? Paul loses everything. His family shatters under the weight of a tragedy, and he finds his only escape in the heart of humanity's most advanced technology. But great science comes with a terrifying price. One flash, and the world as he knows it ceases to exist. Paul wakes up behind the wheel of his Mercedes G-Class in the mud of 1410, right in the middle of the greatest medieval battle in European history: the Battle of Grunwald. But the knights are the least of his problems. On Paul's trail are hunters from the year 3071-ruthless Time Guardians for whom human life is nothing more than a glitch in the simulation. Daily updates! Dive into a story where high-tech meets the Middle Ages, and history is rewritten in blood..

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐊-𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐁 (𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊-𝐓𝐖𝐎) "Your Jae-Min is dead," he spat. "The Supreme Commander-in-Chief of Vylak-is gone. And you... you killed him." · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 - 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐚𝐞-𝐌𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐈𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐌𝐨𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐈𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐦 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 - 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧. 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐈𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬 - 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫, 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨

In the world where beauty is being admired, I was born in my father's kingdom as dark. Surely, beauty has been praised by many poets, writers, but ugliness - never! Now, I have turned eighteen years old and according to my father it is a perfect age to get married. Nobody asked my consent. Cause a black lady should be happy that she is even getting married....questioning and choosing is meant for beautiful ones. One day, I get to know by a maid that my marriage is going to happen with a sixty years old king who is very wealthy. At that moment, I decided, it's better to die than to marry in a hell where I was going to be used as an object. But... I had a plan to escape this hell.