1930 Stories

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𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 ⤷ You've all heard of the Canavans, but have you heard how they all went mad? One by one, they all started to loose their minds. The mad King of Wales? He was their father. Mother lost her battle to suicide and now all the pressure was on Sirius to marry, but he could love no one but himself... so it was passed on to Apollo. When Apollo could find no one to marry, it was then passed to James... The Canavans took a trip to London whenever Owain had made a deal with Christian Miller to have his youngest daughter, Paige. James fell in love but Paige took a while. But Christian's oldest daughter, Tara, had fallen head over heels for Apollo... and Apollo had fallen too... So Apollo earned his Welsh title back, but no one would've wanted that title back. (Peaky Blinders fic) (Male OC! x Fem OC! x Male OC!) (Male OC! x Fem OC!) #1 in 1930- 4th April, 2024 (Ongoing, published- 13 February 2024) ©-luvshelby

A girl sold for survival. A marriage that felt like a prison. A fire meant to end her story. And a man who saved her... only to leave her behind. The Maroon Verdict ❤️ a story of love, loss, and everything in between.

In 1933 finding love as a black woman was something that could only be shared between another black man. Katherine believed so to, that is until she met James Buchanan Barnes or perhaps the Winter Soldier 10 years later. Love never fails even 95 years later, or does it.

This is the story of the Little Mermaid, before Disney made it nicer. It was written by a bisexual man named Hans Christian Anderson to a man named Edvard Collin, who inevitably rejected him, as Collin had a fiancée. I did not write this. It is from 1930. I was born 2001. I do not have a T.A.R.D.I.S. I am not magic.

My grandmother passed away recently, this I hope , will help me cope with the pain of losing a mother or better say, an angel... Here are some of her adventures, and stories.

There are many touching stories on those horrible years of war. My grandparents didn't want their story to bury with them when their moment had to arrive. My grandmother decided to write down their love story in a notebook. My grandpa, on the other hand, started to add more anecdotes, more details, more thoughts, more tears on the last pages a week after my grandma deceased. I remember those days when I used to spy behind my grandpa's studio room door. He was crying and smiling at the same time while reading the notebook. Obviously, he saw me every time I was watching him. He closed the notebook, wiped his tears and called me. He knew I loved cookies, he had a jam full of it in his desk next to an old photograph of him with grandma young, sitting on a bench at the park, hugging each other happily. He told me stories, gave me a cookie and one of those days he said "This relic darling, will be on your hands right after you turn 16 years old". And here I am writing their story again, with every note and detail told by them. In memorial of the Adkins'; here you got their story.

Broken glass will be the Charles Smith (AKA: Bottle) action stories. be aware, this can get brutal! Enjoy your read~ Cover art: Me

"She was already greeting me with a big smile, a smile I knew well and I would never forget. An imperfect one of course, but which glowed with joy and sincerity, a unique smile, because Rose, she was unique." Cover: Nusch Eluard & Sonia Mossé, Paris 1935, picture by Man Ray

"I can't give up," as I think in my head. It's cold, I'm alone, scared for my dear life, I'm running, and hiding. I want to scream but the pain hit me. I fall unable to get up. "Someone help!", I say to myself as I prayed. I can't anymore I have stop and deal with what was coming for me.

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Uilwie (Alvee), a Dutch orphan, struggles through learning the difference between right and wrong. But it's hard when her teacher doesn't know yet either. Mrs. Uphoff, the Mistress of the Dutch orphanage in Flanders, finds herself on an endeavor to teach her orphans how to be a good person. However, she soon realizes that growing up with an alcoholic mother and a secretive dad, maybe she's not the best example.

In small town Hendersonville, North Carolina, there's a time and a place for women to open their mouths. Lydia Grace Abney doesn't care to wait on that time or that place. She walks through life without any shoes on, dirt on her skin, and wind-blown hair. Some might say she gets her classless qualities from being raised with all boys. Others say the devil is doing work in her life and holding her tongue hostage. But Lydia doesn't see anything wrong with her inability to keep her mouth shut. Especially when it comes to the ever-growing racism flooding her small, southern town. She's willing to fight tooth and nail to stand up for what she believes is right-and this particular act catches the eye of someone rather unexpected. Wattpad Editor's Choice February 26th, 2021 - April 1st, 2021 Featured by Wattpad Historical Fiction under "Decade Fiction." Winner of the Cappuccino Awards 2020 (historical) 2nd Place - Historical Fiction - The Writer's Choice Awards 2nd Place - Historical Fiction - The insidious Awards #1 in greatdepression #1 in sexism # 1 in 1930

Oscar finds himself staring at the ocean and feeling that he's never been anywhere else.

*This is the canonical beginning of the Mafiosos series.* It's 1921, and the apocalypse still rages on. During the Great War between the Central powers and the Allies, the Earth was flooded with demons and Hell on Earth. Now, nearly five years after this invasion, some of the major cities on earth had become havens for Demon mobsters and gangs. Reggie Williams and Oscar Dunningham, two humans living alongside the demons and the damned still on Earth, are forced to pay off a debt long overdue...

One host. Two servants. Seven guests. Who will survive? Who is the killer? Find out more by reading. Heyo, it's Opal, the author here, well one of them at least. This was written as a collab of sorts with my two other friends an I. One of them has Wattpad as well (@moongirl956) and will most likely be posting this story on her Wattpad too. Please do not call either of us out for copying because we both wrote this story. One of my other friends also helped write the story but she wishes to not be named. Anyways, if you have read this far into the description I hope you enjoy the story and have a good day/night.