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Eva Braun: A Controversial Story by Martina_Monroe
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Explores the fascinating and complex life of one of the most enigmatic figures of the Third Reich. Eva Braun began her career as a photography assistant, a role that seemed destined to be her only ambition. However, her fate changed dramatically. The narrative follows Eva's transformation from an ambitious, albeit relatively unknown, young woman into the position of Reichsgattin, a role that placed her at the epicenter of power and controversy. Through a blend of historical facts and creative speculations, it delves into the crucial moments of her life: the dynamics of her relationship, and the complexities of living in an era of turmoil and conflict. The story addresses questions about loyalty, love, and the cost of devotion.
His Daughter by victoriaa__88
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WARNING: This story is not created to glorify the actions of the Nazis during World War II, but is a product of my imagination! What would it have been like if Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun had had a child? Well, the answer to this question is found in this book, where Adolf and Eva have a daughter. Erika, their daughter, doesn't live a perfect life. Even though she has everything she wants, from money to expensive clothes, her life is not as easy as it seems. With a father who's the leader of a nation, little Erika tries to live like any other child, playing and making friends, which is a bit harder for her, considering that most people only see her as the FΓΌhrer's daughter.
π‘πˆπ†π‡π“ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 π˜πŽπ” 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 πŒπ„ β†’ prequel by galacticlove
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β•°β”ˆβž€ ❝ 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙋 𝙄'π™ˆ π™Žπ™π™„π™‡π™‡ π˜Όπ™ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 π™π™€π™Žπ™π˜Όπ™π™π˜Όπ™‰π™ ❞ γ€Ž 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐒𝐧𝐠 』 But then- Then I saw him. And everything else blurred. Bastian. He was just standing there, leaning casually against a doorway like he wasn't dressed in the same goddamned black uniform I wore. Like it wasn't him. Like it hadn't been nearly two years since I'd seen his face. His eyes met mine. Brown. Warm. Familiar. Unchanged. Except they had changed. There were lines at the edges now. A quiet heaviness in them that hadn't been there before. But his smile - that soft, cocky, maddening smile - it was the same. I stopped walking. Didn't mean to. Didn't care. β€’ -- Ω  ✀ Ω  -- β€’ ππ„π‘π‹πˆπ, π†π„π‘πŒπ€ππ˜, πŸπŸ—πŸ‘πŸ—. It's been six years since the Nazis rose to power. Anya Braun, your classic seventeen year-old, She loves to party, drink and hang out with her best friends except that year was promoted to SS-HauptsturmfΓΌhrer. And she hated it. She hated everything the SS stood for. As Anya adjust to her new life, with the help of Bastian Berkoff, the older brother of her best friend. She knew Bastian so well, just like how he knew Anya better. And he always had her back no matter what. Bastian is now ObersturmbannfΓΌhrer, a well respected officer. He was still the same but he was haunted by his mistakes. It was all going well, Anya loved spending time with him and Bastian loved her more than anything. Then, without trial, he was executed and labeled as a traitor. Anya never really knew what happened to him. published on 4.29.2025 ended on ?? prequel of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION Β© galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025
π’π“π€π‘π†π€π™πˆππ† β†’ the great war novella ¹⁰ by galacticlove
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β•°β”ˆβž€ ❝ π™π™‰π˜Ώπ™€π™π™‰π™€π˜Όπ™π™ƒ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 π™Žπ™π˜Όπ™π™Ž π™‡π™Šπ™Šπ™†π™„π™‰π™‚ π™π™Šπ™ 𝘼 π™Žπ™„π™‚π™‰ π™‚π™‡π™Šπ™’π™„π™‰π™‚ 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 π˜Ώπ˜Όπ™π™† 𝙏𝙄𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙀 π™Žπ™π™‰ π™π™„π™Žπ™€π™Ž ❞ γ€Ž 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐒𝐧𝐠 』 πŒπ”ππˆπ‚π‡, π†π„π‘πŒπ€ππ˜, πŸπŸ—πŸ’πŸŽ. It's been a year since the Nazis have captured the Polish capital of Warsaw. A Polish resistance assassin, Axel Clyde Vestergaard is on a mission. He plans to kill Felix Von Schlider, the general of the Waffen SS, chief of the Bavarian police, and heir to the Reich security main office. He was the man who ruthlessly killed Axel's parents in 1939. To kill him, Axel infiltrated his private train when he was onboard, but before he could shoot him the lights out? Someone else was there. Jude Davenport, a British intelligence assassin who was also tasked with killing Felix. Axel thinks she messed up his foolproof plan while Jude thinks otherwise. published on 5.26.2025 ended on ?? book ten of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION Β© galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025
𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 β†’ the great war novella ⁸ by galacticlove
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β•°β”ˆβž€ ❝ 𝙄 π™ƒπ˜Όπ™π™€ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 π˜½π™€π˜Όπ˜Ύπ™ƒ ❞ γ€Ž 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐒𝐧𝐠 』 ππ„π‘π‹πˆπ, π†π„π‘πŒπ€ππ˜, πŸπŸ—πŸ’πŸŽ. She tried to kill me the first time we met. Poison. Classic. Really? Slipped right into my drink, subtle as the way she smiled. She watched me lift the glass, waiting. Expecting it to be easy. She underestimates me. I should've been furious. Should have dragged her out onto the street and ended her right then and there. But all I could focus on was the way the candlelight hit her necklace, the way the opal gleamed against her skin like it belonged there. Like it was a part of her. She snapped at me when I called her Opal. I kept doing it anyway. Because every time she got that irritated little crease between her brows, every time she glared at me like she was two seconds from throwing a knife in my direction- I liked it. Wait no- I love it. She's infuriating. Impossible. A walking disaster wrapped in a too-perfect package. And yet? I keep looking at her. published on 5.26.2025 ended on ?? book eight of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION Β© galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025
π‹π€ππ˜π‘πˆππ“π‡ β†’ the great war novella ⁸ by galacticlove
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β•°β”ˆβž€ ❝ 𝙐𝙃-π™Šπ™ƒ 𝙄'π™ˆ π™π˜Όπ™‡π™‡π™„π™‰π™‚ 𝙄𝙉 π™‡π™Šπ™‘π™€ ❞ γ€Ž 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐒𝐧𝐠 』 ππ„π‘π‹πˆπ, π†π„π‘πŒπ€ππ˜, πŸπŸ—πŸ’πŸŽ. Loving him was never part of the plan. Hating him? That was easy. Simple. Safe. Antone waltzed into my life with that smirk, that infuriating confidence, and those amber eyes that saw far too much. He never took anything seriously- not the war, not his position, not even me. And yet, somehow, he was always exactly where he needed to be. He was reckless, exasperating, and impossibly to ignore. I told myself it didn't matter. That he didn't matter. But then he touched me. Not in the way a soldier shake hands with a comrade, or an enemy lock eyes before striking. No. It was different. The first? Well that was a failed assassination attempt. The second? A firm grip around my wrist when I tried to walk away. The third-well? By the third time, I was already lost. It was terrifying. Because I knew I couldn't have him. I was the girl with a knife hidden in her sleeve, with secrets buried so deep they wouldn't choke me before I let them slip. I had no room for softness, no patience for foolish dreams. And Antone? He was a dream wrapped in a uniform. But the problem with labyrinths? Is that the deeper you go, the harder it is to find your way back. And Antone... he was waiting at every turn. Pulling me deeper. And I wasn't sure I wanted to escape anymore. published on 5.26.2025 ended on ?? book eight of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION Β© galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025
πŒπˆπƒππˆπ†π‡π“ π‘π€πˆπ β†’ the great war novella ⁷ by galacticlove
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β•°β”ˆβž€ ❝ π™Žπ™ƒπ™€ π™’π˜Όπ™Ž π™Žπ™π™‰π™Žπ™ƒπ™„π™‰π™€ 𝙄 π™’π˜Όπ™Ž π™ˆπ™„π˜Ώπ™‰π™„π™‚π™ƒπ™ π™π˜Όπ™„π™‰ ❞ γ€Ž 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐒𝐧𝐠 』 ππ„π‘π‹πˆπ, π†π„π‘πŒπ€ππ˜, πŸπŸ—πŸ’πŸŽ. I shouldn't like her. Astrid is the kind of person who lights up a room just by walking into it - not because she wants to be noticed, but because she doesn't care if she is. And yet, every time I walk into that bar, I hope she'll look at me. Just once. Like I'm not wearing this damn uniform. Like I'm not everything she's right to avoid. She doesn't talk to officers. I respect that. Hell, I admire it. But it makes it worse that I'm me - Kriegsmarine captain, stiff as hell, and haunted in all the wrong ways. She smiles at everyone but me. I don't think she hates me. If she did, I could live with that. Hate is easy. But she dodges me - like if she stares too long, she might see something in me she doesn't want to understand. And I wouldn't blame her. Because I'm not the kind of man women like her fall for. I'm the kind they regret trusting. But I can't stop coming back. Can't stop sitting at the end of the bar, pretending not to notice how close her hand comes to mine when she reaches for a glass. Pretending I'm not waiting for her to say my name like it means something. I shouldn't like her. But I do. And every day, it gets a little harder to pretend I don't. published on 5.26.2025 ended on ?? book seven of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION Β© galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025
π‹πŽπ•π„π‘ β†’ the great war novella ⁢ by galacticlove
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β•°β”ˆβž€ ❝ π˜Ύπ˜Όπ™‰ 𝙄 π™‚π™Š 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 π™”π™Šπ™ π™‚π™Š ❞ γ€Ž 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐒𝐧𝐠 』 ππ„π‘π‹πˆπ, π†π„π‘πŒπ€ππ˜, πŸπŸ—πŸ’πŸŽ. It's been a year since the Nazis invaded Poland, striking war across Europe. Astrid Meyer, aspiring fashion designer and bartender, doesn't care about the war and the Nazis. Only for romance and her friends. Until, she meets U-Boat captain, Paul Von Hoffmann, through Anya and her commanding officer, Hayden Schilder. Paul is cocky and arrogant. Astrid hated his guts. Then she got to know him. He wasn't so bad. Paul became sweet and caring. published on 4.10.2025 ended on ?? book six of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION Β© galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025
πŒπ€π‘πŽπŽπ β†’ the great war ⁡ by galacticlove
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β•°β”ˆβž€ ❝ π˜Όπ™‰π˜Ώ 𝙄 π˜Ύπ™ƒπ™Šπ™Žπ™€ π™”π™Šπ™ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 π™Šπ™‰π™€ 𝙄 π™’π˜Όπ™Ž π˜Ώπ˜Όπ™‰π˜Ύπ™„π™‰π™‚ 𝙒𝙄𝙏𝙃 ❞ γ€Ž 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐒𝐧𝐠 』 ππ„π‘π‹πˆπ, π†π„π‘πŒπ€ππ˜, πŸπŸ—πŸ’πŸŽ. I can't stand him. Hayden Schlider is everything I despise-cold, calculated, and dangerously loyal to an ideology I've spent my life resisting. He follows orders without question, keeps people at arm's length, and looks at me like I'm an irritation he has to tolerate. The feeling is mutual. And I've never been one to stay quiet when someone underestimates me. We clash at every opportunity. He calls me reckless. I call him heartless. He tells me I don't understand the world we live in. I tell him he's too much of a coward to change it. We were never meant to understand each other. But then I saw him break. Just for a moment. A flicker of something behind those cold, sharp eyes. And I hated it. Because I wasn't supposed to see him like that. I wasn't supposed to wonder what else was hiding beneath that perfect mask. I wasn't supposed to care. But now I can't stop looking at him. Can't stop hearing the way his voice softens when he forgets to be cruel. I should walk away. Let him rot in the mess he chose for himself. But I don't. And no matter how much I want to hate him, I can't ignore the truth. Neither of us wanted this. But somehow, we found something in each other. And I don't know if that makes us enemies or something much, much worse. published on 5.26.2025 ended on ?? book five of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION Β© galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025