Bow Down To Your New King ~USSR X Reader~

Bow Down To Your New King ~USSR X Reader~

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You were a trooper who worked for the Axis force, until one day, someone framed you for betrayal of the force, with that, you were kicked out, and left out in the harsh war environment. You had lost all hope of survival, until you thought you saw your guardian angels come lift you up, but no... it was The Allies! They saw your damaged state and decided you could be a good soldier once you were better and in good shape, but only hell can know, while along the way, the extremely serious, tall and devilishly handsome USSR, gained a strong connection and passion for you, and your kind-hearted soul~ \\W A R N I N G// This story was voted between a poll on Amino, and everyone voted for USSR, which was a good change of pace for me, but, just because i said this story would be more wholesome, doesn't mean there won't be any sin in it~ so just a trigger warning, this story contains: -Abuse -Slight suicidal thoughts -Strong language -Slight sexual themes so if you cannot handle these topics, don't read this book, but if you have the guts to, go ahead ( I'm in anyways bad at writing so it'll be quite bad xD ) ( sorry if that desc. was cringy. )
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