withstanding the war. ➳ au styles. [on hold; indefinitely] [in editing]
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Ongoing, First published Mar 06, 2013
[on hold, indefinitely.] [in editing.]


1939. Bombs and poisonous gas were the weapons of choice. Blood shed and lives taken, too many by the account of enemy hands. Far too many victims surrounded by destruction and poverty. The images forever stained into my mind, but the only thing keeping me sane was her. The constant presence of her in my mind was all that was needed to keep me going. Even through the toughest moments of my military career. She was my rock, and all we had to do was withstand the war.

Warning: This story will contain some violent scenes that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Warning will be given in the beginning of the chapter. Also, this isn't a super romantic love story between two people. There is love there, but it's not what this book is entirely based upon.

Soundtrack: "Home" - Michael Bublé; "Whiskey Lullaby" - Brad Paisley Feat. Alison Krauss; "Made In The USA" - Demi Lovato


Cover made by the lovely @Liz_Vega :)

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