Henrytudor Stories

Jane Seymour was thought to be the next Queen of England, until the Pope decided to use the daughter of a Tsar to make Henry VIII cast the Seymour girl aside. Anastasia I of Russia will be the next Queen of England.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄| "Your kiss, my cheek, I watched you leave, Your smile, my ghost, I fell to my knees, When you're young, you just run, But you come back to what you need" THE TUDORS SEASON ONE + HENRY TUDOR x OC

Exactly what it sounds like. The Tudor queens have been reincarnated... into high school! What'll happen? I don't know yet, but the only way to find out is to read it! I suck at descriptions you get the point

In Nora of Lancaster is dead, but her legacy lives on through Marie of Burgundy, the Tudor's ward, and Princess Katherine Tudor, the eldest daughter of Lizbeth of York and Henry Tudor. THE SPANISH PRINCESS BOOK THREE IN THE COUSIN'S WAR SERIES

Catherine Seymour was sent away from her family and was raised by the Boleyns who treated her like a daughter and sister. When Mary Boleyn marries and Anne is told to enchant the king, Catherine does her best to help her sisters.

Third year Anne Boleyn had everything going for her; she was smart, beautiful, and confident. However, things were different when she started talking to Henry Tudor. Something was different about him compared to other boys. She wanted him and he badly wanted her even though he was already dating popular forth year Catherine Aragon. What drama will emerge from their affair? Important Notes: *This fanfic was made for crack purposes and should not be taken seriously. This purely was made for fun and isn't supposed to be good. *All images in this Crackfic do NOT belong to me and belong to their original and talented artists

Henry Toody felt "different" that day while driving from work . He seemed to feel strange in his own skin. Maybe it was the Alabama heat that was making him feel weird, or maybe something strange was about to happen.

- born into a poor family and was thrown into the world of seduction and brothels at a young age but after years of living to please others the king of England one night drunk out of mind he fumbles into her tavern and that's where the love story between and young girl who was always was told what to do, say or act, and the man who could easily put another to death just but signing a paper... [the tudors] - Henry VIII

I'm Anne Boleyn.I'm Queen of England and mother of Elizabeth the 1st.I'm Wife of king Henry the 8th.I will tell you life with Henry.Enjoy

Katherine Lannister is the daughter of King Henry's Army commander, Brayden Lannister. When her father and mother died she was taken in by the Queen and King. Katherine, Harry, and Grace Tudor are known as the troubled trio. What happens when Katherine of Aragon comes to England? OC x Harry Tudor Third Book of Grace Savoy Series *To See The Pinterest Board Go To zoemadelyn04*

O:O:O - literally just a book so my reader can understand the madness of my original characters <3 -

This is basically a (98%) factual book of The Tudor's.

When Anne Boleyn goes into labour on the scaffold, her life and the future of England hang in the balance. A son is born, a king is torn between love and suspicion, and the Tudor court teeters on the edge of passion, power, and betrayal. A new chapter will be added every FRIDAY 9:00 PM AEST - unless the story is named COMPLETE. Unless I, of course, decide to work on it more often to get the parts out sooner! Thank you, and Enjoy! ***DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE TUDORS - THIS IS A FANFIC 'WHAT IF' STORY - FICTIONAL***

This historical fiction is told in the era of King Henry VIII. It's an era where the innocent are not even safe. Edward Seymour comes into King Henry's court once his sister, Jane Seymour, becomes queen. Edward Seymour becomes interested in the King's Secretary's daughter, Alexandra Cromwell. The two lovers are eventually changed into wolves by the King's court. They would do anything to protect themselves.

paranoia n. unjustified suspicion and mistrust of other people or their actions, or the unwarranted or delusional belief that one is being persecuted, harassed, or betrayed by others, occurring as part of a mental condition. **** Picture this, it is 1536. Anne Boleyn is in labour and gives birth to Henry's child. That child was named Jayden. Years later when Jayden is 10, he is sent to the future by a somehow relative. But there is something you didn't know about Jayden, he is paranoid. He's seen court, he's seen it all. So why can't he be paranoid? It is natural for him. "Not everything is as good as it seems. I would know, I've seen firsthand of court. Mistresses and a God lot of Drama. So yes, I believe you. And call me Jay." ******** ~< >~

The happy ever after story that could and would have happened with Katherine and Henry, if the little prince Harry had survived. Disclaimer: This is a story made by me and my sister Anastasia, she doesn't have a Wattpad login, but she does have a Spirit Fanfics @annabutler.

She was born as the stars whispered secrets, beneath a spring sky in 1507, when the Pleiades shimmered too brightly to ignore. Odette Lyra Sinclair - a name once erased, a girl once cast aside. The bastard of a future king, exiled to France with her mother, raised among roses and ghosted titles. Polished, fluent, veiled. Then came the winter of 1518, sharp with destiny. Taken by pirates, lost to the waves of fate - only to resurface in the silken shadows of the Imperial Harem. November 24th, they record. She was brought not for pleasure, but to serve Hatice Sultan - and yet, history would remember her for much more. She was not loud. Her steps were hushed, her gaze unreadable. Still, the palace noticed. In the letters of the Valide, in the journals of the court stewards, in the glances exchanged when she passed - she was there. The White Phantom. The Veiled One. The girl who bowed, but never bent. For two years, the Sultan wondered. She intrigued him not with laughter, but with silence. He saw her with Mustafa, with Hatice, with Mahidevran - and always, she turned away. But fate is persistent. And one day, at a game of chess, his hand brushed her veil. And the world shifted. He never let her hide again. She bore him eight children. She wore a crown of sapphires that sang of forgotten oceans. He wrote her into verses, painted her with trembling fingers. She obliged the Crown not by demand, but by becoming indispensable - the soul he could not rule without. Others were queens. She was the Sultana of the Jahan.