America X Japan Hetalia Novels & Stories

replied Jeff Bardy, the real estate marketing manager who had recently connected with Xander. Xander went to Home For All, Japan's largest real estate company, which was international in scope. This meant they handled all property matters worldwide, not just in Japan. The company's owner was Denso Nakamura, an Alpha from the Silver Blade pack, one of the strongest packs in Japan and had previously collaborated with the White Diamond pack. Xander ordered two teams of the White Diamond pack's strongest Gamma squads to assist the Silver Blade pack during a coup against the leadership of Alpha Renji Nakamura, Denso's father.

Chris swallowed, looking like he was about to make a break for it. But Jaxon was there in seconds, and as he launched he first punch, his eyes instantly turned pitch black, like he was letting his fury loose. Juliette watched, sickened as Jaxon's fist connected with Chris's nose. Chris stumbled back, his hands on his nose. Red blood dripped from his hands and to the floor. Juliette let in a shaky breath, slighty relieved that he wasn't a skinwalker. She watched as Chris took Jaxon's ever furious hit, allowing himself to be beaten by his leader. Juliette realized with a sinking stomach, that that was what Alpha's do. He was showing his respect to his King, keeping his honor.

Fuck. We'd been too busy teasing Daniel to notice. “We are here to meet Alpha Jack,” Jaxon spoke calmly. His posture remained relaxed. But I knew him. Every muscle in his body was ready for a fight. “We mean no harm.” The man studied him for several seconds. Long enough to become uncomfortable. “Who are you?” “I am Alpha Jaxon Blackwood, Alpha of Blood—” “BloodFang Legion?” The interruption came immediately. The man tilted his head. Then pointed toward Daniel.

JAX I wake up in a cold sweat, panting as my eyes adjust to the darkness of my room. All the talk lately about the shadow pack and strategizing how to align our defenses with Denver has been seeping into my nightmares, robbing me of sleep. I’m lucky in that I don’t have any personal experience with the shadow pack thus far, but in my nightmares Alpha Xavier is this larger-than-life villain, his followers these soulless, twisted monsters who kill without remorse. Then again, from what I’ve heard about the shadow pack, the version of them in my dreams may not be too far off.

I want you to know that I -" The letter cuts off, left unfinished from where Adom presumes he had interrupted Alexander last night. He sniffles and wipes a sleeve across his face. Adom's tears dampen the fabric and leave it splotchy, a mess of snot and sweat mixed in. He feels so gross and so alone. He misses Alexander so much he's willing to go all the way to Japan to see him. He smooths the letter out between his hands and puts it back where Alexander had placed it last night. He grabs the clothes Alexander had worn and carries them to his bed, laying them on top of the pillow he's been smothering since last night and then burying his nose in it.

He chuckled and said, "Tone down your voice." Drake let out a long sigh before casting an eye across to Emily. He gave her a little head shake before gently petting her pallid hand. Damn it! There is an issue with the Alpha, who appears to have a problem with his stray. ’ Dillon had this concept about the beta. He considered asking him for more but ultimately decided against it. After Drake had finished speaking, Dillon maintained his silence. “Dillon?” "Yes, alpha?" Drake sighed. He questioned, "How are you able to declare that you like a woman?"

“I would certainly like to add. Firstly, Alpha Alaric, I accept your offering and agree to aid and assist you and your pack should the need ever arise. It pleases me greatly to align my Delamere Forest Pack with you and The Blood Moon Pack” “Fantastic, Alpha Benjamin I look forward to building a strong and sturdy relationship with you and your pack” I watched the exchange in words between both men noticing how their body languages gave a whole new story. They were aligning for a reason and given their reputations, it wouldn’t be a good reason.

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

She stood proudly again and said, looking at me with her miserable appearance and thin body, "I am Jenny Anderson, daughter of Alpha Anderson from the Golden Sun Pack, and I reject you, Alpha Dragon." I smiled mockingly. Does she think that by rejecting me, I would accept her even if she were my mate? Alpha Dragon is never rejected, no matter what happens. So I shouted, "I am Alpha Dragon from the Blue Moon Pack, and I reject you, Jenny." Yes, I rejected her, but she won't go away. She will just be a whore I use for my pleasure, even if it means burning her entire pack to have her.

are you from Japan? The blonde-haired Omega looked at Amir up and down, startled to see him here. Amir was new for sure. But he had such a pretty doll face. ''Y-yes, I'm from Japan--I came here as a gift and--'' ''Oh~you know how to speak Russian well?'' The Omega smiled as he heard Amir speak, ''Let me show you around then?~'' The Omega offered, Amir shyly nodding, starting to follow the Omega around the club.