histórias de Aneurin

"WE SHALL FIGHT ON THE BEACHES, WE SHALL FIGHT ON THE LANDING GROUNDS" It was right there. It was right in front of them, teasing them by sitting just beyond their reach on the horizon. It was like you could blink and you would be there - you would be home. "WE SHALL FIGHT IN THE FIELDS AND IN THE STREETS" But the bombs reminded them. The fighter planes flew constantly overhead. Each time gunshots ensued, they grew further and further away from home, and they were reminded of the truth. "WE SHALL FIGHT IN THE HILLS" Kris and all other 400,000 soldiers around her were trapped - lined up along the beach of Dunkirk like waiting targets for the Germans. All they could do was wait at the shore with their heads filled with explosions and their eyes on the distant horizon - their hearts on home. "WE SHALL NEVER SURRENDER" + based on the movie DUNKIRK + short story/fanfiction + completed + unedited

Two souls, two broken souls, meet one another. Such pain both have felt. A random encounter created a bond to heal each other's pain. Pyper, a runaway like Boris, finds herself in a bar where she meets a handsome dark-haired Russian accent man.

1464, the War of the Roses has been raging for nine long years. Two royal houses, Lancaster and York, fight for the throne of England. The young Edward IV has deposed his cousin Henry VI and taken the throne by force. Henry is still at large as is his hated Queen, Margaret of Anjou. I just lost my father almost 4 years ago during the Saint Albans' fight when I was only 10 years old. I used to live a good and modest life with my mother, my grandparents and my two little brothers but everything changed when Mother met the King. They got secretly married and he soon announced the news. Mother told me that the news was not well taken by everybody and that we should be careful now that we were at Court. The King asked my mother's hand driven by love while he was promised to another Lady, the Bonne de Savoie. My brothers and I needed protection, especially because we were not from a union with the King, so therefore, we were not royal. We actually all needed protection because my mother was pregnant with, we all hoped for, a baby boy. I knew she wanted to give Edward an heir as soon as possible. Richard III - Grace Woodville (i will let you choose how you see this character :) ) (English is not my first language so this story is a challenge for me, hope you like it ♡) I DO NOT OWN THE WHITE QUEEN OR ITS PLOT AND CHARACTERS. EVERY CHARACTERS AND THE PLOT BELONG TO THE CREATORS OF THE TV SHOW AND THE AUTHOR OF THE BOOKS. I ONLY OWN GRACE AND SOME ADDED CHARACTERS, THEIR PLOT LINES AND DIALOGUE IN THIS STORY.

She took the subway every day and soon she would take the bus