Novel & Cerita Francis Hetalia

"What the hell?! Look where you're going?!" Francis Vermont was taken aback by it. And as he recognized her, he immediately bowed. "I'm sorry. It was a mistake." Kira realized he made the boy scared. He looked to be sixteen or seventeen, and probably doesn't deserve to get yelled at like that. Henrietta just sighed, feeling kinda sad that her brother was yelled at like that. "It's fine. You're Arthur's brother, right?" She asked. Francis looked at her, finding it odd that she called King Arthur by his name alone. "Yes, I am, Your Highness. I'm sorry about earlier."

“I, Aiden Harris, accept you, Francis Hill, as my mate.” Frankie didn’t speak; instead, she fell to the ground in response. Everything in her world came crashing down around her at that moment. ©COPYRIGHT 2025/T.MURPHY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

and his dick throbbed subconsciously, Francis who was looking at Jose all this while as he watched the female dominating the male smirked, he has been finding this Lumeré guy's pleasure unique ever since he saw him, from being aroused and throbbing when he saw his wife fucking his brother to now his cock throbbing from watching the muscled pretty male being dominated and tied up whilst he was controlled on who he should fuck, he chuckled. "Boss Francis these are the protections you requested for" Francis was so engrossed in his mind that he didn't know when the girl returned, he smiled at her charmingly and she almost melted from the smile 'How can a male be this gorgeous and irresistible?'

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Francis smiled, a cold, calculating smile. "I think I can help you take down Vera. But you have to do something for me in return." I nodded, eager to do whatever it took to ruin Vera's life. "Anything," I said, my voice firm. Francis leaned forward, his eyes glinting with malice. "Good. Because I have a plan, and it's going to be beautiful." My eyes widened as Francis began to outline his plan. I listened intently, mu anger and frustration giving way to a sense of excitement and anticipation.

Anna pov I don't know why I said yes to marriage when Damon asked me. Damon Fratello is the leader of Cosa Nostra and my cousin. He is the strongest capo I have ever seen. When he asked if I would marry Alex Ricco, the brother of Bratava Capo Dante I said yes. I was already 20 and I knew that if I waited more than this I don't think I am ever gonna get married and leave here. Most of my cousins were either married or engaged at my age.

“ Thank you very much for having us… Jonathan smiled: “ It was nothing! We are brothers, despite our disagreements! Igor: “ Hahaha The two stared at each other for a while. Igor smiled and raised an eyebrow. Jonathan: “ What happened? Igor: “ You look good! Happier, with more life! Jonathan: “ Hahaha! And you look in love! Igor: “ Hahaha Jonnatha: “ I saw in battle, the way you protected her! Igor smiled and lowered his head. Jonathan: “ What’s her name? Igor: “ Kataleya! In the middle of the conversation Francie appeared with a smile. Igor was surprised to see her. “ Francie! “ Uncle Igor! “ Francie said, hugging him. Igor: “ Hmm, what's going on? Jonnathan: “ Francie is marrying an earl, t

ALLISON'S P.O.V. “What the hell are you doing here?” He questioned Francis as I moved towards a corner. “She hadn't eaten anything, that's why I'm here” Francis was fazed by his aura or anything as he stared right back into Orion's eyes and a part of me felt like they had a past that was ruined Were they perhaps best friends? “Go to your room, Allison” He growled at me and without thinking, I immediately stood up, I looked towards Francis who assumed me to go he will be fine, and I walked up the stairs and dashed through the door

“I mean… I think the school is in another country.” “Another country?” She was just repeating everything I said now. I nodded. “What country?” “Portugal?” I’m not sure why it came out as a question. Francis wondered, too. “Well, is it Portugal or another country?” Then she added under her breath, “Not that Portugal is a real country. It’s hardly even a territory.”

Asta holds his arm close to her chest while kissing the corner of his mouth. “Err.” We both enunciate simultaneously. “You don’t like her?” This was surprising to me. “Oh please, I can’t stand her,” Francis states, rolling his eyes and taking a sip of his champagne. “She is going to be your future queen,” I remind him. He shrugs as if he bit a sour lemon.

She said angrily. But instead of easing up, Francis’s attack only became more ferocious. “If you dare star in another video like that one you did for Stella, I’ll bite you even harder! Now that you’re my woman, I don’t want men all over the world drooling at the sight of you.”