Hetalia America X Russia Mga Nobela at Kwento

Everyone knows fuckers full the states, especially New York. “Is Russia better than us?” I ask curtly but I bite my tongue for asking that question. Akim will not respond. However, he surprised me with his pieced English. “Russia’s basically filled with thugs and mobsters not fucked up civilians like that dude over there.” Wow… I think the relationship between us is gradually improving. I’m so stunned he responded to me. I smile but the profundity of it all makes the smile break into a large grin. “What’s funny?”

Adom finally looks away when he feels himself burn underneath a forming blush. "Oh, I'm sorry you were kind of stuck with me" ALexander says then, a small frown on his face. He's following a GPS app to Adom's house, making the final turn into his street. Adom shakes his head and pats at Alexander shoulder. "It's fine, today was fun. I whooped your ass in ROV and Mario Kart" Adom sticks out his tongue in a show of annoyance, he's far too old for such a thing but it doesn't stop him. Alexander catches it from the corner of his eye and bursts out into laughter. He brings his hand away from the gearshift to cover his mouth and then lands it on Adom's leg, tapping it twice. The touch is gone as s

“Yeah but that″ she pointed over to him. “Is a fucking beautiful specimen of a man he has to be an exception no?” “No no exceptions.” “You’re crazy like seriously crazy. When was the last time you even had sex?” Her hand was on her hip now another grasped around a bottle. “Ages ago, but that’s irrelevant.” “No it isn’t!” She nearly shouted. “Give him your number, let him fuck you silly and go on your merry way. Where is he from? He don’t look like many of the others.” “Russia.” “Oh shit his Russian?! Seriously Harper, nothing ventured, nothing gained.”

“ Damn it ! Why did the rain had to start now ? “ said Amra . “ You don’t like rain ? “ asked Alex . “ I like the rain but when I overheard about the meeting , I asked my assistant to bring me one of my best armatures . “ said Amra looking at the rain worried . “ Pffft ! You even said that you didn’t eavesdrop . “ said Alex laughing making Amra look away a bit guilty . “ Hey ! I am older than you . Respect me ! “ said Amra with her cheeks blushing a little as she knew she was guilty . “ Ha ha ha ! You may be older than me but I am taller than you . “ said Alex with a smirk , making Amra smiling with a frozen smile as she was defeated . “ Geez ! How annoying ! You were shorter than me and now

Austin ask “ Nothing, just an alliance with you, your company is the best at new York and mine is the best here in Russia, imagine what will happen if this two companies join force” “ That wouldn’t be such a bad idea” “ You see that why I like you, we think alike. Am sure you have met my daughter Katrina but let me formally introduce her, this is my one and only daughter, she does magic with chemical compounds, imagine someone like her as your wife, then all your problem will be gone”

“You should take it as a complement, Kratoska.” I felt my cheeks warm slightly from the endearment. “So you ended my call because you see me as a distraction?” I tease. His jaws twitch, swallowing the last bit of food in his mouth. “A beautiful distraction.” He says lowly, eyes darkening. I cleared my throat, heart racing with the fact that I’m currently flirting with Sasha Romanov, a Bratva pakhan. Silence stretches through the air but I was itching to dig deeper into Sasha. “So....how was your trip to Russia?” I ask in a sing song voice.

The Russian’s men move too until he holds his hand up, signalling them to stop. “I am here to take you to your daughter.” He says, and I look at Ryder as Angel walks out from the conference room. She walks straight up to the Russian with not one ounce of fear and hugs him. The Russian smiles and hugs her back. We all stand there bewildered at this. “Angel, who the fuck is he and why are you hugging him?” Ryder says through gritted teeth. Angel steps back and turns to look at her husband. “He belongs to the Bratva. He is under the command of not only Ivar Petrov but the Volkov’s,” she explains casually, like it is an everyday occurrence.

"I shall excuse myself, do enjoy your meal." Natalia went to her room, feeling drained before she could take a shower a tiny note on her bedside table caught her attention. Dear Natalia, Don't be sad, I heard the Americans aren't that bad. -R Natalia felt an emotion she didn't feel in a long time. She was scared. - End Of Chapter 15: Fallen & American -

“We would lose half our men to the snow if we decide to attack from the Alps.” Xavier turned to look at her and their eyes met. Rhea looked away quickly. Her mind was racing. Had she crossed her boundaries? Was she moving too fast? Of course she was. What business did she have calling the werewolf armies their men? They remained Xavier’s men only. She was just his lover, and his cousin, nothing more. “I’m sorry,” Rhea muttered. “I meant your men…I don’t want you losing half your soldiers before the battle begins. It would be disastrous and…”

And I settled with that. As soon as I was good meters away, I saw Xander, and he was reigning full hell on the Russians. A big grin stretched on my lips when I saw it, it was magical. The way he played with the guns as he sent the motherfucker to the land of Hades.