A Night in the City of Jazz (America x Reader) by RetroFridge, literature
Literature
A Night in the City of Jazz (America x Reader)
(America x Reader)
"Alfred! Where are we going?" You inquired as Alfred dragged you down the crowded streets of New Orleans. He pushed through large groups of tourists as he completely ignored the rather loud question.
A few minutes later, the sandy blonde suddenly halted in front of a huge store. His abrupt stop caused you to ram into his shoulder, but he wrapped his long arms around you before any harmful contact was made.
"Alright, dude, we are looking for something very special." He finally answered you with a goofy grin on his face. Special? The pair stood in front of an enormous store with several gorgeous dresses, gowns, suits, and
Innocent (Germany x Reader) by RetroFridge, literature
Literature
Innocent (Germany x Reader)
(Germany x Reader)
She was strong, but she was alone. She stood tall, but never felt so low. Her people were bold, but separate.
It was centuries ago when she was born-no-created. If there had not been a name, the others would simply call her by the most obvious trait she held.
Innocence.
Years had worn her and the others betrayed her. Trust was not an ability she had anymore. A past of pain wrecked her memory and heart.
It was a war that changed the innocence of a child into the cold ruthless adult she was now. Countless countries had tried to claim her for their own and use her for a way to overcome the others. When she rejected any a
How to Say Thank You (Germany x Reader) by RetroFridge, literature
Literature
How to Say Thank You (Germany x Reader)
How to Say Thank You
(Germany x Reader)
"Ugh!" Someone wasn't watching as they accidentally knocked you over. Papers flew everywhere along with your report which landed out of view.
"Are you alright?" A thick German accent spoke behind you. You flung your head towards a tall muscular figure whom wore a concerned expression.
"Oh um-" Before you could even utter any intelligible words, the German began helping you gather your things.
"Thanks," you muttered before you remembered where you were heading. "Oh! I'm sorry but I really have to run!"
And with that you rushed to turn in your report ignoring a voice that called out for you. Little d