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England x Reader 2

England x Reader 2

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You should probably go read the first book first.(Y/n) is a young orphaned woman with no record of her past family or parents. She was alone until she met her now bestfriend, Garry. He too has no record of his parents and they grew up together in the orphanage. One day when she stumbled upon a yearly festival which celebrates their country (which coincidentally shares the same name as her) and how it was colonized and became a part of England, (Y/n) felt like she shared a special connection with the festival and made sure to attend the festival every year. One of those years is when she saw a handsome man which she thought she remembered from somewhere but she couldn't put her finger on it.Hopefully all of you know that most sequels aren't always as good as the original, that might be the case with this book, just thought I'd give you a heads up : P…

England x Reader

England x Reader

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(Y/n) was a small, weak, little country located right next to England. Her and England were best friends and England promised (Y/n) that nothing bad was ever going to happen to her so (Y/n) never had to be strong because England was always there to protect her. When Turkey invaded (Y/n) England made sure to get his army ready and took Turkey down without any trouble. (Y/n) did feel very guilty though when England would get invaded by France and Spain and (Y/n) could do nothing but watch from afar. She wanted to help her best friend like he had helped her but England wouldn't allow (Y/n) to get a single scratch on her plus she didn't really have anything to offer since most of her army was from England anyway, and her guns and artillery were old and outdated. Yet she still tried to help as much as she could. Her farmland was the best of the best and she had lots of jewels in the ground that she mined and gave to England. It was always hard, hard work but it was the least she could do.That was until World War Two came around...…

Foul Memories

Foul Memories

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The wind ruffled my hair and blew the sea's salty smell into my nose. Excitement was still coursing through my veins. I took another deep breath, inhaling the smell of salt once again. It was nice to be out adventuring rather than being stuck on my little island back home."Aren't you nervous Oz?" New Zealand asked. " What if something goes wrong."Lest we forget…