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The Cuckoo's Song

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1940s concentrationcamp gritty historicalfiction historicalromance holocaust nazi-germany original strong-female-character trilogy ww2fiction

'How could a God that inspired something as beautiful as this song also inspire people to rob her of the only person she had left? It made no sense to her. No higher power did. The comfort of an ultimate divine being had been ripped from her long ago, and the past few years had only confirmed that even if there was a God, she would hate him anyway. Yet music had always lifted her in this way, and it was difficult not to feel its power now. Tears welled in her eyes as she thought back to the last time she had heard anything like it. It had been Christmas eve; the night she had made herself a silent promise to reunite with her best friend and the man she loved. It was hopeless now. Anna turned and leant against the cold wall, sliding to a crumpled heap on the ground. Pulling her knees to her chest, she let the tears come. She felt so desperately alone. Her dream of Karl had been right. All she had ahead of her was a lonely future. Who could she turn to now?'

The third and final instalment in the Cuckoo series.

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Trigger warning for graphic violence, graphic sexual content, mature themes and traumatic stress.All Rights Reserved

1940s concentrationcamp gritty historicalfiction historicalromance holocaust nazi-germany original strong-female-character trilogy ww2fiction

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The Cuckoo's Cage by RebeccaBala

'Ernst's gaze seemed to draw closer. "Does that shock you?" he asked. "I'm not sure anything shocks me anymore," she said. "That's good to hear," he said, settling back in his seat. Anna felt uneasy. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to resemble some form of protection. Yet, she knew full well how futile it was.' Desolate and alone, Anna finds that, yet again, her loved ones are just beyond her grasp. Determined to do everything in her power to reunite with them, Anna makes the decision to align herself to the one person who has control over life and death in the camp; the Commandant. She now lives every day in the threat of his affection, trying her best to stay one step ahead of him at all times. Yet how long until he tires of her games? And with Germany on the precipice of loss, can anyone outside the camp's reach intervene and save her? That is... if they are even willing to any more. Book Two in the Cuckoo Series #1 in Jewish-Holocaust #1 in WW2 #1 in ConcentrationCamp #1 in Jews Trigger warning for graphic violence, graphic sexual content, mature language and adult themes.

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Beneath The Broken Sky by ValoValmieni

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His Ruthless Temptation

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.