"My little Alexei"
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  • Reads 310
  • Votes 29
  • Parts 28
  • Time 2h 33m
Ongoing, First published Dec 09, 2024
Maria Nikolaevna Romanov, 3rd daughter to Tsar Nicholas II, tells her story 43 years after her families misfortune. In this captivating story, you will laugh, you will cry, you will even have to say goodbye, but one thing that is for sure, you will enjoy every minute of the ride. Buckle up as you take a trip through time, back to Imperial Russia, straight to 1961 France, and back to present time in our hearts. If you are familiar with the Romanovs, don't worry, every family member has their place in this story. This is historical fiction.
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