Free historical fiction Kindle books for 04 May 15

Moonlight Lover (Moonlight Book 2)

by Marie Ferrarella

Sin-Jin and the Irish Spitfire!

Rachel needed nothing but her brother and a good musket to hold off the men who came at her like hungry wolves–until Sin-Jin Lawrence taught her what love was really for.

An unforgiving heart

In the bitter wake of devastating tragedy, Rachel O’Roarke and her brother had fled Ireland to seek refuge on the shores of Colonial America. But Rachel could never forget how the British had destroyed her family, and knew she’d hate them until she died. Then a tall, blond-haired stranger showed up on the doorstep of their Virginia home. His name was St. John Lawrence, he was obviously Englishâ?¦and far too handsome for his own good. Though she vowed to have nothing to do with him, the spirited, flame-haired beauty soon found herself unable to resist his virile charmsâ?¦especially when he swept her into his arms in the silvery moonlight and claimed her lips in a heart-stirring kiss that made her senses reel and her heart cry out for his loving caress!

An unrelenting passion

St. John had turned his back on his oppressive homeland to throw in his lot with the rebels. But the former officer found himself facing off against a very different kind of adversary when he escorted drunken Riley O’Roarke homeâ?¦and was confronted by a fiery Irish beauty wielding a loaded musket! Headstrong Rachel made clear that he was unwelcome in her home. But the reluctant passion blazing in her emerald eyes told a different story indeed! And now all the enflamed Englishman wanted to do was draw her lush curves close against him, kiss her until she begged for more–and posses her forever in love’s ultimate embrace!

Lita – Going Home (Farrell Family Saga – Book 2)

by Sharon Poppen

Lita – Going Home

Farrell Family Saga – Book2

In After the War, Before the Peace – Book 1 the saga of the Farrell Family began. In Lita-Going Home, the Farrell Family has moved on from their days of avenging wartime atrocities and are preparing to relocate to an area near Jackson, Wyoming. Michael Farrell has married Lita Villasenor and they are expecting a baby. Michael has Lita’s full support in the move from Mexico to Wyoming, but Michael feels that she needs one last visit to her family before making the move.

Against discouragement from the family, he and his brother, Joe, embark on a journey down into Mexico where moments of both happiness and horror challenge that decision. I hope this family continues to touch your heart and that you’ll want to read on to see how the brothers fare as husbands, fathers and ranchers in this rambunctious continuation of the Farrell Family adventures.

Beric the Briton : a Story of the Roman Invasion

by G.A. Henty


My series of stories dealing with the wars of England would be altogether incomplete did it not include the period when the Romans were the masters of the country. The valour with which the natives of this island defended themselves was acknowledged by the Roman historians, and it was only the superior discipline of the invaders that enabled them finally to triumph over the bravery and the superior physical strength of the Britons. The Roman conquest for the time was undoubtedly of immense advantage to the peopleâ??who had previously wasted their energies in perpetual tribal warsâ??as it introduced among them the civilization of Rome. In the end, however, it proved disastrous to the islanders, who lost all their military virtues. Having been defended from the savages of the north by the soldiers of Rome, the Britons were, when the legions were recalled, unable to offer any effectual resistance to the Saxons, who, coming under the guise of friendship, speedily became their masters, imposing a yoke infinitely more burdensome than that of Rome, and erasing almost every sign of the civilization that had been engrafted upon them. How far the British population disappeared under the subsequent invasion and the still more oppressive yoke of the Danes is uncertain; but as the invaders would naturally desire to retain the people to cultivate the land for them, it is probable that the great mass of the Britons were not exterminated. It is at any rate pleasant to believe that with the Saxon, Danish, and Norman blood in our veins, there is still a large admixture of that of the valiant warriors who fought so bravely against Caesar, and who rose under Boadicea in a desperate effort to shake off the oppressive rule of Rome.

Yours truly,

G. A. Henty


by A. E. W. Mason


The landlord, the lady, and Mr. Charles Wogan were all three, it seemed, in luck’s way that September morning of the year 1719. Wogan was not surprised, his luck for the moment was altogether in, so that even when his horse stumbled and went lame at a desolate part of the road from Florence to Bologna, he had no doubt but that somehow fortune would serve him. His horse stepped gingerly on for a few yards, stopped, and looked round at his master. Wogan and his horse were on the best of terms. “Is it so bad as that?” said he, and dismounting he gently felt the strained leg. Then he took the bridle in his hand and walked forward, whistling as he walked.

Yet the place and the hour were most unlikely to give him succour. It was early morning, and he walked across an empty basin of the hills. The sun was not visible, though the upper air was golden and the green peaks of the hills rosy. The basin itself was filled with a broad uncoloured light, and lay naked to it and extraordinarily still. There were as yet no shadows; the road rose and dipped across low ridges of turf, a ribbon of dead and unillumined white; and the grass at any distance from the road had the darkness of peat. He led his horse forward for perhaps a mile, and then turning a corner by a knot of trees came unexpectedly upon a wayside inn. In front of the inn stood a travelling carriage with its team of horses. The backs of the horses smoked, and the candles of the lamps were still burning in the broad daylight. Mr. Wogan quickened his pace. He would beg a seat on the box to the next posting stage. Fortune had served him. As he came near he heard from the interior of the inn a woman’s voice, not unmusical so much as shrill with impatience, which perpetually ordered and protested. As he came nearer he heard a man’s voice obsequiously answering the protests, and as the sound of his footsteps rang in front of the inn both voices immediately stopped. The door was flung hastily open, and the landlord and the lady ran out onto the road.

“Sir,” said the lady in Italian, “I need a postillion.”

To Wogan’s thinking she needed much more than a postillion. She needed certainly a retinue of servants. He was not quite sure that she did not need a nurse, for she was a creature of an exquisite fragility, with the pouting face of a child, and the childishness was exaggerated by a great muslin bow she wore at her throat. Her pale hair, where it showed beneath her hood, was fine as silk and as glossy; her eyes had the colour of an Italian sky at noon, and her cheeks the delicate tinge of a carnation. The many laces and ribbons, knotted about her dress in a manner most mysterious to Wogan, added to her gossamer appearance; and, in a word, she seemed to him something too flowerlike for the world’s rough usage.

Emmerspitz, 1938 (The World War Two Series)

by David Andrew Westwood

Three smart but spoiled upper-class English girls take a trip to visit the sons of family friends in the mountain village of Emmerspitz. They hope to recreate the fun they had during the boys’ visit to Britain two years earlier, but now it’s 1938, and Austria has just become absorbed into Hitler’s Greater Germany. What seems at first a vaguely military aspect to the town soon reveals itself to be rule by Nazis. Abruptly awakening to their danger, the young women try to make the most of their stay before returning to home and school, but they uncover some ugly secrets the townspeople are trying to hide. And the mountain itself hides the largest secret of all.

The Female Correspondent

by E.A. Deverell

Beatrice Debord has assumed a male pseudonym in her correspondence with famous botanist, Henry Burbank. When, impressed and intrigued by her knowledge and reticence, he seeks out his correspondent, Beatrice is forced to invent a series of lies for the fictional Mr. Allenham’s whereabouts. A clean regency romance in the vein of Georgette Heyer.

This is a 15,000-word short story.

The Sacred Blade (Billy Jones and the)

by Karl Dallas

Billy Jones doesn’t know what a can of worms he is opening up when he buys a broken blade at a car boot sale one Sunday morning.

Before long he is fighting against King Arthur’s malignant half-sister, Morgan le Fay, for possession of the blade, which might or might not be part of the famed Excalibur. Throughout his struggles with her, he is aided by the voice of Merlin, whom he never meets until the end of the story.

In his adventures, he is accompanied by his best mate, a gypsy girl he calls Ginger, whom Morgan turns into a young man when Ginger’s telepathic horse calls up a swarm of bees to attack her.

Billy is also transported back into Arthurian times, where he discovers that Camelot was a not a Disneyland city of dreaming spires but a rough collection of huts, and Arthur merely a Romano-British chieftain fighting what ended as a losing battle against the invading Anglo-Saxons.

He also learns that the battle between good and evil is rarely a black-and-white affair, and begins to sympathise with Morgan’s belief that she has been cheated of her natural birthright by her younger half-brother.

Arthur and his knights are transported into modern times, where they are taught martial arts by an illegal Chinese immigrant, and go in to battle in defence of their new-found friends among the asylum-seekers on skateboards instead of horses.

At the end, Billy mobilises a bunch of motor-bikers to help Arthur win the Battle of Badon (which really happened, some time between 490 and 516AD)

Struggling to Survive: A story of love, crime, and deception in the new Russia (Anya Series Book 2)

by Julia Gousseva

Anya’s husband, a submariner, has died at sea, leaving Anya alone with her baby daughter. She returns to Moscow, but rebuilding her life is unexpectedly hard. It’s the 1990’s, and Moscow is undergoing dramatic social and economic changes. The old ways of living and making money don’t work. Anya has to find new ways to survive, and fast. Her new life takes Anya from Moscow to Poland to Beijing, with dramatic experiences and encounters with violent crime, deceit, and corruption. Anya is focused on survival and raising her baby. Then the unexpected happens.

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