Historical Fiction Novels

Amazon Paperback Link: Melchior

Amazon Kindle Link: Melchior

Britain in the fifth century was a land torn by war, while Melchior was a man torn by choice. His son is accused of murder, his daughter is forced to marry a brutal king, and his sister is driving him mad, but a prophetic vision saves him from despair.

A father will endure great trials to keep his children safe….

“Murder, mayhem, and mystery make for the perfect Medieval tale. Stir in love, passion, compassion, and the story of the burgeoning Christian Church in ancient times, and you have a book that is hard to put down. A.K. Frailey does a masterful job bringing the characters of Melchior, his family, neighbors, friends, and enemies to life. This book trans- ports you back to the days of kings, castles, and common folk and the plot’s twists and turns will keep readers engaged from beginning to end.”  ~Amanda Lauer, Author of the 2016 CALA award-winning novel, ”A World Such as Heaven Intended”

“If you’re a fan of Ann Frailey’s sweeping historical epics, her newest book Melchior, Vengeance is Mine, will not disappoint. The author has a rare talent of immersing readers in the past. With stunning description, realistic characters, and a humorous touch in just the right places, the story of Melchior and his family is sure to inspire and entertain.”  ~Susan Peek, Author of “God’s Forgotten Friends: Lives of Little-known Saints” Series for Teens

 “A.K. Frailey paints an elaborate tapestry of breathing, bleeding characters who show us both the work of God’s hand and the far-reaching consequences of our choices, despite our perceived limitations. Melchior: Vengeance Is Mine is a sweeping historical saga, beautifully-written.” ~Carolyn Astfalk, Author of “Stay With Me, Ornamental Graces, and Rightfully Ours”

Amazon Link:  ARAM

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“ARAM by A. K. Frailey is an exciting, inspirational Historical Fiction. #1 in “The Deliverance” Trilogy. What a beginning! Fast paced and filled with a haunting past, new hope, pagan ways, and re-uniting a clan. Young and old alike will enjoy this story, as well as people of any faith.  A fantastic read!”  ~My Book Addiction and More MBA

“There is so much action, drama, humor, and even heartbreak that I really was drawn into the story and the characters became real people to me, people I cared about, rooted fo and held my breath over as I watched their lives unfold in the pages of the book. The author’s description of the grasslands and jungles transported me to another time and place, and it was easy to lose myself in the world she created.” ~Susan Peek

IMG011“ARAM is an amazing book! …A like three stories in one.  There were many times when I was reading it, that I felt like I was Aram or Ishtar or Barak.

As soon as I picked this book up, I couldn’t put I down. I was reading it for hours at a time. I was reading it until nighttime and I could barely put it down to go to bed, and the next day I was up at 6:30 am reading…

Ann Frailey is an amazing writer.  Everything just seems so real.” ~Mandy                                      

Amazon Link:  Ishtar’s Redemption

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“Ishtar’s Redemption: Trial by Fire” is another fast paced story of faith, clans, redemption, sorcery, raids, and of course of heroic rescues…. Well written with vivid descriptions and engaging characters. A great read and one I believe both young and old will enjoy.” ~My Book Addiction 

“I read the first book in this series, and I really liked it. I could not wait to read the rest of the trilogy. 

This family is deep in Lore and religious beliefs…I liked the friendships in this book…the battles between good and evil…  There is definitely more than meets the eye in this well-woven story.” 

Amazon Link: Neb the GreatNeb on Amazon

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The book is beautifully conceptualized and developed and was easy for this reader to follow. Gizah and Ammee are expecting their first child. They have asked Ammee’s aging father to tell the tale of his ancestors so that the history might be passed to their own child. And this begins a saga which encompasses six generations. It eases the readers into the various generations. The names are easily associated with beautifully-defined characteristics which make each of the characters unforgettable.” ~Reviewed By Karen Pirnot for Readers’ Favorite

“This is a great way to end the trilogy. We went back to the beginning to understand why certain generations became who they were. This is the ultimate blood versus water debate. Do you side with your relatives and keep the status quo of evil? Maybe you should pick water, the person you married, and try to forge a new and better, more faithful, future for your descendants? I’m giving this book a 5/5.”

Neb the Great made Honorable Mention in the 2014 Hollywood Book Festival in genre-based fiction.

“NEB THE GREAT: SHADOWS OF THE PAST by A. K. Frailey is another exciting Inspirational Historical Fiction. The third and final installment of “The Deliverance” Trilogy… A classic good vs evil scenario. Well written. Fast paced and adventure filled. I truly recommend reading all three in this amazing trilogy. The characters come to life on the pages. A must read!” ~My Book Addiction and More MBA 

 Amazon Link: Georgios I – A Hidden Heritage

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“Georgios: Hidden Heritage, by A. K. Frailey is one of the best examples of historical fiction I’ve read in a while. Through fictional characters, Frailey introduces historical figures and events in a way that is totally credible, while at the same time entertaining. She makes us feel what they feel and see what they see. This is a great example of history come alive.” ~Charles Ray

“Nice adventure book interlaced with sacred moments. This is the initial book in a series and it whets the appetite for more. The journey they are on is full of danger and is bound to continue as they come into contact with forces of evil in the world. Nice character development and action packed.” ~Stephen on Goodreads

“The story of Georgios captured my interest from the first page.” ~Sue Elvis

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“Readers will feel that they are eyewitnesses to second-century events as they read this historical novel by A.K. Frailey.” ~Barb

“A wonderful story of adventure and courage…” ~Lu Cortese, President of St. Joseph Radio

“My children love this author!”  ~Anne Houseal USAF (Retired), Alaskan, wife, and mother of four

“Family, rebellion, fierce battles, and adventure…something for all readers.” ~Ann Stock, Our Sorrowful Mother’s Ministry

“Interesting, factual, well-researched, A.K. Frailey’s Georgios is a must-read for historical fiction fans. The novel takes place in the year 100 AD and our young protagonist has been “destined for greatness” by his family…an inspiring tale for young and old.”  ~Ellen Gable Hrkach

 Amazon Link:  Georgios II – A Chosen People

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“Lovable characters from different cultures unite for high adventure during the time of Christ in this engaging, historical fiction.” ~Caroline Hopkinson

“…had me spellbound as I was taken to the ancient world through the characters, culture, and beliefs of the time. A well-developed story with a satisfying conclusion kept me turning the pages anticipating the fate of the characters and marveling at how well the development of Christian belief was intertwined with the story. Highly recommended.” ~Ann Stock, wife, mother and OSMM member

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“An engaging adventure that speaks to the readers’ inner voices of good and evil.  A true lesson in bravery, loyalty, and fortitude.” ~Sally Sheilds, wife and mother of 4

“Be prepared to be entertained!” ~Joanna Helm, owner of Words, Wicks and Wood

“On this quest, Georgios, a stranger in foreign lands, encounters vicious enemies, strange gods, deception, unwelcome truths, but also true friendships, love, acceptance and inner peace. The characters are vividly real and the story is rich with events.” ~Dee Marley, small business owner, wife, mother of 4

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Short Story: The Visit

 

Autumn was cold that year, frigid by all accounts. But in Chicago, I hardly noticed since I couldn’t see many signs of life on the Southside, much less the beauty of autumn that I was accustomed to from my Wisconsin upbringing. I felt cold most of the time I lived there, no matter the season.

I taught kids for as far back as I could remember. Now, I was getting paid to follow my passion. It was a good deal, except I felt like a fish out of water. My white skin didn’t fit in, my naiveté often set me up for a fall, and my past haunted me.

Dealing with kids from broken homes kept me safe from dealing with my own broken life. Teaching assured me that I was in charge. Until a letter arrived.

My dad had been out of my life for so many years; I could hardly remember his face. I harbored no hatred. No guilt. Just a mountain of sadness. Sadness that kept me comfortable in its very familiarity. I liked walls. And a mountain makes a terrific wall.

During my second year in Chicago, I received a letter from my father. He was going to be on the North Shore, touring with his new wife. They were both highly educated, well paid, and living in another world. I remember the feel of the crisp, thick paper in my hand, and my surprise that it had actually traversed the distance from his home out east to my present abode. Quality paper like that hardly seemed real as I scanned the stained, cement sidewalk, the broken glass littering the street side, the scraps of candy papers blown by a forlorn wind.

He had asked if he could drop by and see me. A short visit, since he’d only spend the weekend in town. But would I mind? Seeing him. Visiting a bit.

I stuffed the letter in my jacket pocket and descended the apartment steps. Looking around, I realized there was nowhere for me to go. My lesson plans were complete for the following week; the afterschool kids had gone home hours ago, everyone I knew was gone for the day. Yet, I must go somewhere.

I trudged back to school with no object in mind. It was late on Friday afternoon; no one would be around. As I crossed the playground toward the redbrick building, I saw Mr. Carol. His stooped back bent over a broom as he swept up the latest mess in a continuous stream of litter and broken bottles. I wondered for the zillionth time where all the glass came from. Did vicious, little gremlins dance about each night and sprinkle broken bits like confetti? Hardly likely. But it was a better vision than the alternative.

I stepped up to the old man, though I realized anew that he wasn’t really old. It was his clothes, his shoulders, and his demeanor that left the impression of elderliness. Oldness. Worn out like his faded jeans. “Hey, Mr. Carol. You’re working late.”

It was a stupid comment. He worked early, late, and all the time in between. A maintenance man’s work was never done.

Mr. Carol turned, startled. He rarely spoke, and I never dared to break through his own private wall. But this time, he smiled. Looking me up and down, he seemed to see something that I didn’t realize I was showing. With a wave of his hand, he pointed to the cement steps leading to the front door. “Hey, yourself, young lady. What you doing here?”

Feeling very much like one of the kids I taught, I shrugged. I didn’t have an answer, except the one in my pocket.

He leaned the broom against the wall and lowered himself to the middle step and gestured. “Sit a minute. Keep an old man company.”I remember the burning tears that filled my eyes. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t want my mountain to crumble. But I sat anyway. For a brief second, it seemed as if the world was perfect, as if everything were where it was supposed to be, and I was destined to be sitting on the third step with a man in faded jeans and a worn, blue shirt. I clasped my hands tight, hoping to hold my voice steady. “Do you have any kids, Mr. Carol?”

Mr. Carol looked off into the blurry distance and tented his fingers in steeple position as if in prayer. “Yeah, I do. A daughter. But I haven’t seen her since she was a baby.” He looked at me. “She’d be about your age by now.”

The rightness of things settled into quiet conviction as I sighed. “I have a dad.”

He smiled. “Most do.”

“I haven’t seen him for a long time.” I pulled the letter out of my pocket.

Mr. Carol stayed very still as if he was afraid of frightening a mouse back into its hole.

I tapped the cream colored envelope. “He’s going to be in town and wants to see me. But it’s been an awfully long time. And he’s bringing his wife.”

Mr. Carol leaned back onto the second step and stretched his legs. “You know, I have thought of writing such a letter. Many times. Though I have no wife to bring along.” He sighed. “But, you know, my writings not so good. And my girl’s got her own life now. Besides, I don’t have anything to offer. It’s too late to meet up and start over. But, still, I’d like to tell her something.”

The earth was rumbling under my feet. I could feel clods of dirt scuttle passed me as my mountain, and my voice, shook. “What would you tell her?”

“I’d tell her that I never stopped thinking about her. That I wish I had been a better man, a better father. A real dad.” He shook his head. “There’s no excuse, I know. I failed. I wasn’t there for her, and I’ll always be in the wrong about that.” He stood up and took the broom from the wall. “But, you know, I regret it. Deeply. I think of her every day.”

I stood up and crunched the letter back into my pocket. “You think I should see him?”

This time, Mr. Carol shrugged. “I’ve found that it wasn’t the things I done that I regretted the most. It was the things I didn’t do, the things I left undone. You know what I mean?”

I pictured the lined, school paper stacked on a shelf in my apartment; it wasn’t thick and fancy, but it was letter sized. “Yeah. I do.”

Mr. Carol returned to his endless sweeping as he nodded. “Good.”

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