A child who resembles Hitler...What would happen to him during his time in Nazi Germany?

In 2025, Charlotte Valkyrie Wentworth, a 25-year-old English History student, is fascinated by conspiracy theories and the past. But during a visit to a Nuremberg, an inexplicable accident transports her to Germany in 1933 - a country on the brink of drastic historical changes, marked by the rise of the Nazi regime. Alone, disoriented, and with no means of returning to her time, Charlotte must learn to survive in a reality she had only known through books. As she struggles to adapt, Charlotte finds herself entangled in secrets, dangers, and choices that could alter not only her own life but the course of history. How far would she risk everything to survive... and will she ever be able to return to her own time?

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.

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 Führer's daughter.

I hate her. Or at least, I tell myself I do. Sasha Berkoff is reckless.Unafraid to challenge everything I stand for. She's the only person who has ever looked me in the eye and laughed at my authority. Mocked me. Treated me like I wasn't someone to be feared. She doesn't understand this world-the one I was forced to survive in. The one that shaped me into what I am. And that infuriates me. Because she's free. She doesn't have blood on her hands. Doesn't wake up with nightmares clawing at her throat. She walks through life like the war hasn't already decided all our fates. I hate that about her. But I hate it more when she isn't there. I hate that her voice is the one thing that cuts through the silence. I hate that her presence makes the weight on my shoulders feel lighter. I hate that no matter how much I try to push her away-she doesn't flinch. I hate that I want to protect her. Because if I care about her, she's in danger. And if I let myself fall, I won't be able to stop. And I can't afford that. So I tell myself I hate her. Even when my hands itch to pull her closer. Even when her name is the only thing that feels right in my mouth. Even when I know-deep down-I am already hers. Written by Tim & Bridget<33

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙋 𝙄'𝙈 𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝘼𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙐𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙏 ❞ 『 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 』 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. • -- ٠ ✤ ٠ -- • 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍, 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘, 𝟏𝟗𝟑𝟗. 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-Hauptsturmführer. 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 Obersturmbannführer, 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 © galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙉𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙃 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙎 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝘼 𝙎𝙄𝙂𝙉 𝙂𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆 𝙏𝙄𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙉 𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙀𝙎 ❞ 『 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 』 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇, 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘, 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎. 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 © galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝘼 𝙒𝙀𝙏 𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝘿𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 ❞ 『 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 』 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍, 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘, 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎. It's been a year since the Nazis invaded Poland, striking war across Europe. Leon Wagner, lieutenant in the SS and Anya Braun's loyal adjutant. He lives an empty life, waiting out the war. Leon was content with keeping his head down. One problem? He is gay. No one knows. Except for Anya and Franz. Archie Fischer, cocky driver to Anya, the opposite of Leon in personality. He was loud and spontaneous. Leon was drawn to this boy. He's willing to fight the Nazis to be with Archie. published on 4.12.2025 ended on ?? book nine of the great war HISTORICAL WWII FICTION © galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝙄 𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃 ❞ 『 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 』 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍, 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘, 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎. 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 © galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025

╰┈➤ ❝ 𝙐𝙃-𝙊𝙃 𝙄'𝙈 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙉 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 ❞ 『 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 』 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍, 𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘, 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎. 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 © galacticlove && internalsunshine17 2025