german authors of medieval historical fiction

After dying from staying up too late, Su Yijia found herself transmigrated into a historical novel as a minor female character. Giving money and treasures to the female lead? Daydreaming! All the good stuff belongs to her! Forget about golden fingers; she has natural talent as the daughter of a wealthy family. Tricked her into marrying a disabled tycoon? No problem, he can still be of use after a little fixing. As for conspiracies and schemes.... Watch how she tramples her enemies, punishes the scum, and beats down all those with evil intentions. The yield-boosting liquid she invented help crops to surge fivefold? Her ointments are being snatched up globally? Want to buy something? Take it slow! The treasures she has are beyond your imagination. Becoming rich is nothing. She wants to stand proudly with her beloved homeland, dominating the world together! What? To use the golden finger requires her to kiss and hug her husband? Come on sweetheart, today is also a day for us to cuddle sweetly. Qin Kaize: Online plea for help! With a wife sweet and charming alike, he can't stand one more moment of being confined to a bed. What can he do? "Passionate and Sweet Little Spouse vs. Cold and Mysterious Disabled Tycoon"

Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream

All he wanted was to drive home and speedrun the game before the DLC dropped. Then came the crash, a warm light, and nothing—until he woke up as Wolfgang, a poor knight from a minor noble family in the Holy Roman Empire. He thought he knew this world. However, once a butterfly flaps its wings, no one can predict where the storm will go; this world doesn't follow the game's script. Nobles plot in the dark, and being the smartest person in the room means nothing when steel decides the argument. To survive the filth and chaos of medieval life, he has no choice but to lean on a mysterious system that hands him quests, money, and access to a shop packed with skills, manuals, and items he could never have gotten otherwise. He refuses to just stand by and watch history be written without him. With modern knowledge, he will use every resource, building a loyal army, amassing wealth, and carving out the strongest empire ever with his own hands.

Tudo o que ele queria era dirigir para casa e fazer um speedrun do jogo antes que a DLC fosse lançada. Então veio a batida, uma luz quente e nada—até ele acordar como Wolfgang, um cavaleiro pobre de uma família nobre menor no Sacro Império Romano. Ele achava que conhecia este mundo. No entanto, uma vez que uma borboleta bate as asas, ninguém pode prever para onde a tempestade irá; este mundo não segue o roteiro do jogo. Nobres conspiram nas sombras, e ser a pessoa mais inteligente da sala não significa nada quando o aço decide a discussão. Para sobreviver à imundície e ao caos da vida medieval, ele não tem escolha a não ser confiar em um Sistema misterioso que lhe entrega missões, dinheiro e acesso a uma loja repleta de habilidades, manuais e itens que ele nunca poderia ter conseguido de outra forma. Ele se recusa a apenas ficar parado e assistir à história ser escrita sem ele. Com conhecimento moderno, ele usará todos os recursos, construindo um exército leal, acumulando riqueza, e construindo o império mais forte de todos os tempos com suas próprias mãos.

Todo lo que él quería era volver a casa y pasarse el juego a toda prisa antes de que saliera el DLC. Luego vino el choque, una luz cálida y la nada..., hasta que despertó como Wolfgang, un caballero pobre de una familia noble menor del Sacro Imperio Romano. Él pensaba que conocía este mundo. Sin embargo, una vez que una mariposa bate sus alas, nadie puede predecir hacia dónde se dirigirá la tormenta; este mundo no sigue el guion del juego. Los nobles conspiran en la oscuridad, y ser la persona más inteligente de la sala no significa nada cuando el acero zanja la discusión. Para sobrevivir a la inmundicia y el caos de la vida medieval, no tiene más remedio que apoyarse en un misterioso sistema que le da misiones, dinero y acceso a una tienda repleta de habilidades, manuales y objetos que de otro modo nunca podría haber conseguido. Se niega a quedarse de brazos cruzados y ver cómo se escribe la historia sin él. Con sus conocimientos modernos, usará todos los recursos, construirá un ejército leal, acumulará riquezas y forjará el imperio más fuerte de la historia con sus propias manos.

As a World War II enthusiast, you may admire the professional qualities of the German army, envy the abundant resources of the American forces, and respect the tenacious fighting spirit of the Soviet army. If you could personally experience the military glory of the early German war, or transform into an Allied soldier to satisfy your thrilling World War II addiction in the later stages of the war, it would certainly be exhilarating. However, if your soul were to inhabit the body of a volunteer soldier in the "Nordland" division of the German army during the final stages of the war... Unfortunately, Lynn, who had just graduated from university, is such an unlucky fellow. He is thrown into a battle for survival from the moment he steps onto the scene, honing his skills in desperate combat, gradually evolving from a rookie to an elite. However, no matter how hard he tries...

Admiral Graf Spee, December 13, 1939, off Montevideo, wounded and scuttled; Bismarck, May 27, 1941, 400 nautical miles west of Brest, sunk in battle; Scharnhorst, December 26, 1943, off the North Cape of Norway, sunk in battle; Tirpitz, November 12, 1944, Langanes Bay, Trondheim Harbor, capsized after being hit by British Tallboy bombs; Gneisenau, March 23, 1945, Gotenhafen Harbor, scuttled; Admiral Scheer, April 9, 1945, sunk in Kiel Harbor during a British air raid; Lützow, May 4, 1945, near Swinemünde, scuttled; At the end of the war, only the forlorn Prinz Eugen was docked at a pier in Copenhagen. A young time traveler attempted to change all this, unaware of the myriad hardships ahead on his journey... Confronting history, learning from it! ... American Mahan said: A country cannot simultaneously develop its land power and sea power. The Queen of England said: At sea, I am the boss. The German leader said: We can end the war with just the army and air force. The Americans laughed, for they had become the sole victors of the war. All had become history, but the appearance of a young time traveler caused a new shoot to grow on the Tree of Time. He changed the fate of the Third Reich's downfall, ushering in a new era of naval power...

[Received the history -"The Beginning of the Path"] It`s unknown how, but Stroph finds himself in the middle of a billion stars and his sleep comes true. "The Empire of the Flaming Heart" has been surrounded by the countless hordes of monsters for thousands of years and is constantly at war. The rivers of blood flow unceasingly on the battlefield, the furious hail of bullets never ceases and the swords stained with blood cannot be counted. Stroph has been living a completely unremarkable life with his family and friends. But one day, the most ordinary trip to the store ends with him getting a system that records the histories Stroph has committed. In the pursuit of histories, Stroph will have to go to the places where human life is worthless, you might get killed just for fun and a terrifying monster, who is capable to demolish cities with a simple wave of his paw, might be waiting for you around the corner. But Stroph is definitely not one to let himself die without turning the world inside out.

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"