Nyx [h.s]

Prologue

"Name?" The man in uniform tapped his pen on the white table separating us, the repeated sound echoing in this small poorly lit room, which was only causing me more anxiety. He kept his icy blue eyes on me the entire time, hoping to see some reaction in my blank expression.

A reaction he would not get, I have been ready for this since it all started too long ago.

"Emily Foster." I say with no hesitation even if it feels a little foreign to me to be using my real name after years of living under a different identity. But then again, it is no longer a secret.

"What is your main fake identity?" He asks right away probably reading the questions from the paper in front of him. However, from this distance, I can't be sure of what is written there. My vision is blurry, and my mouth is dry, as I struggle to keep my eyes open due to how exhausted I am.

"Violet Jones." I say the name which I have grown so used to over the last years. Sometimes I wonder if Emily still exists deep inside me or, if from now on, Violet is who I have become.

"Your code name?" The interrogation continues even if I am sure he has the answers to all the questions he is asking me. He just needs my verbal confirmation.

"Nyx."

"Who do you work for?" For so long I have kept this a secret, lying and lying about who I was and what I did.

Now I can be honest. There is nothing else to lose.

"I work for the Special Operations Executive organisation, for the British Government." Saying it out loud is strange, but I guess it is no longer a secret.

At least not to them.

"What are you here for?" The man asks as he leans forward, placing his pale hand on his chin, his curious hungry eyes never leaving mine.

This time I also lean forward, struggling a little to move with my hands tied behind my back. There is nothing but rage flowing through my veins, but I will not give him the pleasure of seeing it. My expression remains blank as I keep staring into this man's eyes, facing the enemy.

"I'm here because I chose to fight for my country and to get revenge on the people who killed my fiancé. I'm here because I chose to love after having my heart broken in a million pieces, all because of you." I pause staring deeply into his icy blue eyes.

"I'm here because I'm a fighter, and I will keep on fighting until the end."

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hello hello!

Yes, I shouldn't be doing this when I already have two stories but I just had this idea and I needed to write it after so many time without any inspiration to do it!

It is a world war II story, but for those of you who read Still, it is completely different. This will focus mainly on the main character Violet/Emily and I hope you want to find out more about it!

Also, even though I do my best doing research and being as accurate as possible, this is a work of fiction so it might not be the most accurate version of World War II or how things were at the time. This is a work of my imagination based on true events!

It is a Harry fanfiction but in no way I'm portraying his real personality, I am simply using his very good looks for this book haha

As usual this book will contain mature themes so please read at your own risk!

I'm probably forgetting to say something but overall I hope you enjoy it ❤️

Love you all!