Historias de Armymedic

2 British army soldiers are headstrong and opinionated for their own good. But they also have a kind side. The things they do may affect them, but will it be positive, or will it cause a massacre

In War Is Hell, a young combat medic recounts the harrowing events of a single day during the Battle of Saipan in World War II. Assigned to a makeshift medical tent just 50 yards from the front lines, he witnesses not only the gruesome reality of treating the wounded, but also the chaos that unfolds when Japanese forces launch a surprise assault. With disease spreading, soldiers dying, and little protection, the medics are forced into a terrifying fight for survival. As enemy troops close in, Captain Salomon-a heroic leader-makes a final stand to buy time. Alone, haunted, and desperate, the narrator must find a way to escape and call for help. This gripping and emotional tale captures the brutality of war and the haunting truth: War is not just fought with bullets, but with will, sacrifice, and the constant threat of death.

Jade is a long-lost werewolf and only one left in his pack due to war between packs around due to which he escape in human territory and was raised by a couple who had no children. after getting his wolf he met his mate ,Kain . she is a human , ruthless ,cold-stoned ,ferocious,badass and medico-soldier . how will he confront her,will she accept him..

Georgie is taken... again. She's held hostage in a Taliban community where females are used as nothing but toys to be thrown around. With no weapons and nothing to indicate to the boss and love of her life where she is, it's going to be harder to find her than anyone thought. Fanfic for Our Girl.

POV historical fiction set in WW2

An Our Girl story about Georgie and Elvis that follows the show but I'm adding my own changes in so it is like how I would have wanted the story to go. This is based off of the BBC1 program and the characters are owned by the BBC and Tony Grounds.

They say the cap doesn't make the nurse-but damn if it didn't feel like it. Nick Greene stood in a sea of white uniforms and hopeful smiles, clutching his diploma with one hand and a plastic cup of lukewarm punch with the other. The air smelled like flowers, sweat, and endings. It was supposed to be a beginning. Four years of sleepless nights, exams that flirted with cruelty, and clinicals that pushed him to his breaking point-and now, finally, he was certified. Official. Real. The kind of real that comes with a laminated ID badge and the crushing weight of people's lives in your hands. He should have felt proud. Maybe even invincible. Instead, he felt like he was standing at the edge of something enormous-too big to see, too fast to stop. And he had no idea that this edge wasn't the beginning of a career. It was the beginning of a war. And love. But mostly, a war.