1916 Stories

St. Petersburg, 2025. When a time machine is stolen by the brilliant and dangerous Dimitri Reznikov, university student Alexei Serovarin follows his mentor into the winter of 1916. Disguised as a wounded Imperial officer, Alexei infiltrates the world of the Romanovs to stop history from being rewritten. But the closer he grows to Grand Duchess Tatiana Nikolaevna, the harder it becomes to remember why he came. Some timelines are meant to be preserved. Others are worth destroying for love.

This is book that allows you to understand how WW1 had started and during and after the war and how it affected many of the nations around the globe and also how it began the causes of WW2. You can ask for more history my messaging me what you want about History! You can to read the book now! 😁

Around a crackling fire, an old woman recalls her long-abandoned past. Stories of betrayal, grief and deception quickly unravel. Her forgotten love is just the silver lining.

James was a soldier in World War 1. Here are his letters to his sister at home.

Set against the backdrop of World War I, this collection of short stories captures the harrowing experiences of soldiers caught in the grip of a global conflict. While these narratives are works of fiction, they are inspired by the real-life struggles faced by soldiers, nurses, and families during this tumultuous time. Through the eyes of those navigating the chaos of battle, enduring the loss of comrades, and confronting the immense psychological toll of war, each story reflects the profound impact of conflict on the human spirit. From the relentless bombardments to fleeting moments of camaraderie, these tales delve into the stark realities of sacrifice, grief, and the echoes of hope amidst despair, serving as a reminder that many soldiers did not return home, and their sacrifices should never be forgotten. **Trigger Warning:** This collection contains themes of death, war, loss, and mild violence that may be distressing for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. Though there is not details on their deaths or blood and gore some of the stories involve soilders deaths and the deaths of friends.

The age of imperialism in the Southeast Asian region is coming to an end. The Philippines has won against the Americans in the Philippine American war in 1901, the Dutch East Indies has been liberated by the revolutionaries, Malaysia has been able to finish fight for independence, with the support of the previous nations by 1906. In 1907 French Indochina has gotten their own revolution, with the support of the Philippines, Malaysia, Indonesia, and the Japanese. By 1910 all of South East Asia has been United under the name of the Southeast Asian Federation. By then they had been building their nation for the changes happening in the world. Mass Industrialization was happening in all of South East Nation for what is to come. And by 1912 the Federation has been able to meet the Industrialization of the European powers. Not enough to rival them, but enough to put up a good fight. The Philippines, and Indonesia has the capability to build their own Dreadnoughts. And 15 of them none the less in one go, with the support of the Resources of all of South East Asia. But in 1914 that is all to change.

The outbreak of the Great War spreads throughout the streets of London. It's not long until it reaches newly married, middle class couple Eliza Rosefeld and Scott Rosefeld. Completely infactuated by each other; the separation is tragic. Just like the other men Scott is forced by the British government to step up and take his place in the army. Distance was a friend of Eliza but only one thing keeps both Eliza and Scott sane. Letters at war.

My name is Grace Marie Andrews. I've been in two major ocean liner crisis's before, and I'm about to be part of another, but I still love the sea, despite the loss of life I have witnessed in my time. I lost my father to a disaster, I've lost my best friend in a war and I've seen 2,700 people lose their lives, while mine was spared. I'm not saying I want to change that, but someone else needs to be spared instead of me. This is my story.

Book 3 of the "Alexander the Caracal" Series When Alexander comes face to face with the lynx that roams the estate that he calls home, the caracal finds himself wounded and experiencing things he never could have conceived possible.

A poem I wrote for submission to my university's literary journal "The Quarryman."

Young Henry Acker joins the British Royal Army during World War I to search for his missing brother. The horrid events that occur at the front shake Henry tremendously as he longs for peace, but his promise is to return home with his lifetime companion.

A bit of fiction on my part

I love Downton Abbey, and these are some of my favourite quotes from it.

1916. Louis Tomlinson, 22, stuck in war, fighting to get home to his wife and son. Harry Styles, 18, stuck in war, fighting to go home and start his life. Who ever expected to fall in love in the trenches of World War I. (Includes people dying, language, violence)

1916. . . The modern AU. Edwin Payne had been bullied by Simon in school. He was sick of it. Hated every part about it. But what happens when he goes home and there's a ghost there? What happens when the ghost girl becomes sexual towards him? What will he learn from it? What'll happen when Simon sacrifices Edwin to a demon? Will she save him? Or let him die and become a ghost. Read to find out. :)

Isn't it about time we honoured our fallen heroes, after all they gave their lives for our freedom, don't they at least deserve acknowledgement? So, for those who don't know, one hundred years ago, on Easter Monday of 1916, a small group of Irish nationalists lead a rebellion against the so-called might of the British empire. They lasted for just under a week, and at the end of that week, sixteen men were executed for fighting for their freedom. Is it not about time we honoured those fallen heroes, who willingly gave up their lives in hope of a better life for the rest of their people?

This is intended as an extending collection, in no particular order, of those longer poems that I have liked. As for my 'Short Poems I Like', their truth is in their beauty, if not always in their sense or sentiment.

Lettre d'un poilu à ses parents durant la 1ere guerre mondiale