Historical Fiction : top book in the genre

When Francis Northcliff, better known as the Prince of England, began attending ballrooms in search of a suitable wife, he never imagined he’d fall in love in the middle of a park the exact moment a girl with outrageously orange hair landed on top of him. Odelle Williams, still learning how to navigate high society, knew her reputation was ruined the second she found herself sprawled over His Royal Highness. What she doesn’t know is that the moment that mortified her completely… utterly enchanted him. While Odelle tries to stay out of the spotlight and move past the scandal to find a husband, Francis will make sure to stay close, determined to find out if she could be a good princess… and, most importantly, a worthy companion for his otherwise dull life.

Mexico, 1895. To save her family from poverty, young Adelita marries a man everyone fears — the mysterious El Escorpión, who hides his face behind a mask. But their marriage of convenience soon turns into a passionate love, and Adelita has yet to discover that the frightened girl she is now will one day become a symbol of freedom for an entire nation.

Emmaline Carter has tasted the sweet side of love with Blaise Lemaire, yet she will have to face its bitter pain when he returns to London after a long absence, not alone, but with his fiancée. Heartbroken, Emma believes all is lost, convinced she has let the best years of her life slip away waiting for a man who broke his promise. Determined to move forward, she sets out to live her life and find happiness. But fate will unexpectedly place Lowell Bailey in her path, a wealthy and charming viscount who will faithfully remain by her side, ready to help her forget her lost love.

If this is my last dawn—let it spill gold over my native steppe. Let the wind carry the scent of wormwood and the distant song of larks; let the trumpets call not to death but to honor, and let my brothers remember me by the blaze of a campfire and in a Cossack duma. I lived so that there would be no place for slavery in my life. I led the Cossacks where the enemy deemed the way barred; with cunning I broke his strength, saved those whom the world had already written off, and drank a shot with the enemy to hear his secrets. I loved… yes, even amid the thunder of cannons my heart kept her voice. But freedom was my bride—and for her I stand here today, facing the bullet. When the shot rings out—I will not fall. Song will lift me, and I will go on across the steppe, where under the sky ...