Love, Spies and Rhineland: A Historical Spy Romance Short Story

By Connor Whiteley

A World Close To War. An Unease France. Two Spies Destined Together.

8th March 1936

Amateur Spy Alice Foutain loves France. She fought the Germans in the last war. Alice fears the fall of Rhineland.

Truck Driver Bastian Lefebvre sits in a café. He wants to join a network. Bastian needs to fight the Nazis.

Sparks fly the moment they met.

Can they be together as the world grows darker?

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Also available in World War Two Historical Fiction Collection.

• Language: English
• Publisher: CGD Publishing
• Release date: Apr 21, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215902271

Connor Whiteley

Hello, I'm Connor Whiteley, I am an 18-year-old who loves to write creatively, and I wrote my Brownsea trilogy when I was 14 years old after I went to Brownsea Island on a scout camp. At the camp, I started to think about how all the broken tiles and pottery got there and somehow a trilogy got created.Moreover, I love writing fantasy and sci-fi novels because you’re only limited by your imagination.In addition, I'm was an Explorer Scout and I love camping, sailing and other outdoor activities as well as cooking.Furthermore, I do quite a bit of charity work as well. For example: in early 2018 I was a part of a youth panel which was involved in creating a report with research to try and get government funding for organised youth groups and through this panel. I was invited to Prince Charles’ 70th birthday party and how some of us got in the royal photograph.Finally, I am going to university and I hope to get my doctorate in clinical psychology in a few years.

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LOVE, SPIES AND RHINELAND

8th March 1936

Paris, France

Amateur Spy Alice Foutain stood on her little black balcony overlooking the amazing city of Paris. She seriously loved this wonderful city with its immensely tall (at least to her) apartment blocks that seemed to simply grow out of the ground, the little bakeries and shops that popped up on every street corner and the delightful spirit of her fellow French citizens.

Alice had moved to Paris soon after the end of the 1914-1918 war from England. She never had liked England too much compared to France, and even now Alice just loved staring out over the city as the sun dimly rose in the distance.

Alice liked the sensational smells of freshly baked breads, pain-au-chocolat and croissants that veiled the city every single morning. In all honesty that was the city’s natural alarm clock, and Alice always made a point to leave her apartment windows open in the summer just so she could wake up to that sensational smell. Even now the outstanding taste of chocolate and fresh bread that would melt into buttery deliciousness formed on her tongue.

Alice had often wondered if she had had what it would take to become a great French chef. Back in the little village she grew up in, she was a legendary cook supplying the troops and families and children’s parties with her delights and cakes.

It was actually how she had met most of her friends, but ever since moving to Paris she had just felt like