Germany Italy Hetalia Novels & Stories

He puts them across the map laid before him, “This is the kingdom of Gallia, to its left is Allemagna, and to its right, Essenia.” “Suppose that we are at war with these two nations,” he continues. “However, we already defeated both of their armies. Their remaining forces are marching back to their homeland. If you attack the Allemagnan army you will be unable to attack the Essenians, and vice versa. Thus, you must focus only on one army and one army alone,” he slams the table where the map lays. The pieces of the armies all fall. “If you focus on both, you end having little to no chance to decimate even one.”

“Sì?” She cocked her head to the side as she repeated what he said. “What’s ‘sì’?” “It’s ‘yes’ in Italian.” “Italian? You're Italian?” “Yes. I am from Italy. You are also Italian.” He stated. “I am? But I’m not from Italy; I'm from Devnia.” The little girl corrected. “Am I Italian, too?” Her brother asked, and he chuckled. “Yes. Half. Both of you are half Italian.” “And mum, is she Italian too?”

He hid his gasp. ‘Brother, you’re not trying to take someone from Prussia, are you?’ Josef asked. ‘Heavens, no.’ Hadrian answered looking at his younger twin. ‘That could destroy the whole continent.’ True enough, both Prussia and Austria are among the countries in Europe with a formidable military, the two going head-to-head along with their allies could plunge Europe into another Dark Age.

He looked at Charon for a bit, the guy was standing so still like an Egypt mummy, shock registered all over his features that even sent more concern to Hades, but Charon just shook his head and motioned for Hades to continue. “First, let’s be clear. Rather than granting you any fucking clear access into my country, I’m going to be restricting it the more. We had a clear understanding of our differences towards each other before now, the Italians and Americans have been somewhat.. cordial to each other.” “ So kidnapping my wife was you crossing a limit! Is this what you want as diplomacy?!” Hades snarled angry, sitting at the tip of his seat, ready to reach out and crack the man’s neck.

She didn’t know what was worse, crying over it thanks to the pregnancy hormones that were driving her insane, or having the Italian look at her like a crying little girl. “So what? What are we waiting to go? Look I’ve already cancelled my meeting for you. The least you can do is let me give you a ride.” “Don’t mess with my head sir,” Melody couldn’t remember what the hell the driver/assistant had called him when he arrived. A name like díaneto or ganetto. The little bell on the door rang and Doyle walked in through it. “Melody, what the hell is...?” Doyle let the question hang in the air as his gaze fell on the Italian, Melody watched as his expression changed from confusion and concern to p

Domenico released her hand and rested both hands on his knees, his posture formal and decisive. “As the new Don of the Italian house, and as your brother, I formally acknowledge Vladimir Volkov as your husband and equal partner. The Russian-Italian alliance is not a temporary treaty signed in blood. It is a true union, forged in fire, and secured by the birth of our new generation.”

“Papa, Rossi. Is. The. Enemy. E-N-E-M-Y.” “Try questioning my intelligence again,principessa. I dare you.” Papa’s warning was stern. “Mi dispiace,Papa.” I’m sorry, Papa. But cut to the chase and frigging tell me already. “The Colombos and Rossis have deep ties from our home, Leo. The bond ofItaliais stronger than any other alliance, and the Rossis have proven to be useful in creating paths andstructures for us back at home. We have relied on each other for decades now, lending helping hands to each other.”

"Yesterday-yesterday before you came in. He used to play Youtube videos about Germany's defeat in world wars one and two. Then he'd mock 'Germany's a loser'. Almost every day." The other day, Alan played a video that reported that there was an upsurge of support for the rainbow flag and sexual freedom in Germany. Alan said, "It used to be mighty against European countries, pretending to take over the Soviets and attacking Britain. That was then. Now the Germans are so effeminate!" Theo was annoyed at Alan's recollection. ===>>>0<<<=== And finally the project was completed. Obviously if not helped by Stefan, the project could be completed in another month. However, Alan still didn't thank Ste

The sentiment resonated with many, both in Rome and Athena. Maximus, recognizing the depth of these sentiments, rose to address the assembly. His words, a harmonious blend of statesmanship and genuine concern, sought to reconcile the aspirations of both nations. "We stand at a crossroads, where the paths of autonomy and alliance intersect. Let us forge an agreement that respects the sovereignty of Rome while preserving the bonds that history has woven between us."

Jo asked. "We are going tomorrow to Italy for meeting him. And no I haven't seen his face, I am not interested in looking at him." "Italy! You didn't tell us he is Italian!" Jo exclaimed. "So what if that he is Italian?" I asked. "Are you kidding me? Italian men are hot! Especially their accent! God, I would have an orgasm just by hearing it." Chris exclaimed. He looked enthusiastic as if he is marrying him, I won't mind though.