Historical Romantic Novels
The Hidden Places
When Hollister returns from World War I, he is officially dead. He was so reported, so accepted 18 months earlier.
His wife married again. She and her husband vanished from England. And with his wife vanished his assets, his estate, by virtue of a pre-war arrangement which he never revoked.
Pride and Prejudice
By Jane Austen
A humorous portrayal of the social atmosphere of late eighteenth- and early nineteenth-century England, Pride and Prejudice deals with the intelligent, but high-spirited Elizabeth Bennet who endeavors to stay true to her ideals while her dim-witted, meddlesome mother plots to see all five her vivacious daughters married and to secure her family’s destiny.
Twists and shocking revelations await Elizabeth who has to choose between the dashing Mr. Wickham and the aristocratic, but proud and aloof Mr. Darcy.
Northanger Abbey
By Jane Austen
Seventeen year-old Catherine Morland goes to Bath for the season as the guest of family friends Mr. and Mrs. Allen.
Catherine is a naive girl who also has an overactive imagination, which is further magnified by her obsession with gothic literature. She is captivated by Henry Tilney with his views on literature and his knowledge of history and the world. Henry’s father, General Tilney, invites Catherine to visit their estate, Northanger Abbey.
Sense and Sensibility
By Jane Austen
Sense and Sensibility is the classic first novel by Jane Austen about the lives of the sisters Elinor and Marianne Dashwood.
After the death of the sisters’ father, the estate passes to their older half-brother named John. The sisters are left in reduced circumstances and they have to move to a new home, a cottage on a distant relative’s property, where they experience both romance and heartbreak.
The Obstacle Race
‘He bent lower. “We’ve got to risk something,” he said, and with a swiftness of decision that she had not expected he took her chin and turned her face fully upwards to his own. The colour rushed in vivid scarlet to her temples. She met his eyes for one fleeting second then closed her own with a gasp and a blind effort to escape that was instantly quelled. For he kissed her–he kissed her–pressing his lips to hers closely and ever more closely, as a man consumed with thirst draining the cup to the last precious drop.
When he let her go, she was burning, quivering, tingling from head to foot as if an electric current were coursing through and through her. And the citadel had fallen. She made no further attempt to keep him out.’