Hetalia Czech Republic Novels & Stories

Liam asked, "What about your smell, which will be already spread there, as well as its smell if you follow it here?" "Don't worry at all about it," said Cesar in a serious voice, "I've analyzed it too." Liam looked at him and said worriedly, "I don't know why, but I never feel good about what Caesar is doing." Cesar said to him in all seriousness, "I don't care how Liam feels." That's why don't meddle with anything at all, it's better for you. I hate witches and humans the most. I hate any kind other than our kingdom. I hate everyone and I hope they disappear from this world. At first, the wizards killed the most person I loved, and I couldn't take revenge on them because of despair. The sec

Yeo told him. “Oh, I would never underestimate the Czechs,” Chuck responded with a smirk. “You don’t know the first thing about them.” “I’ve done a lot of catching up since you left me standing in the rain.” “What was her name?” “Zofie.” Yeo paused to remember. “Wisdom,” he said. “Wisdom?” “That’s what her name represents in Czech.” “You two must talk.” “Are you in love again?” “It’s more than love, Yeo.”

The only country they were friendly with was the Kingdom of Brilerbachia, which was practically on the other side of the world. Of course, that wasn't taking magic into consideration. Magic was a big game changer, but how much of an advantage was debatable. The only ones who knew what magic could do were those with demon blood and angel blood. I might not know much about politics, but even I knew this much. 'Willow, I think you're mixing up the names. It's the Grand Duchy of Datumia and the capital is Eriateva.' Groaning into my hands, much to the chagrin of the servants who were assisting me, I realized she was completely worst part was that this wasn't the first time I had made such an ama

With another low growl, he allowed Zabrina to pull him into the alleyway and back toward the gate in question. Eliza had not been working the Czech Republic for too long, and so far, there had been no reports of anyone matching Giovani’s description in the area. However, she had received information from Aaron earlier that there was a possibility that he was within driving distance of Vienna, and so she had decided to check out the quaint town of Cesky Krumlov. It was a picturesque village, full of ancient buildings and charm--which made it a great place for Vampires as well. And while she’d certainly come across her fair share of bloodsuckers, she had found no trace of him. She knew that, i

Roman POV The last thing I wanted or needed was Alice appearing at that very moment. Yet, just my luck, there she was, mortified, pain, disbelief, anger, and betrayal all etched into her beautiful face. “Roman, I am asking you one last time. WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT SLUT!!!???”, She screamed, charging towards Dragana, who I could tell was shell-shocked and tried to cover herself up, blushing beet red. I could sense her obvious embarrassment and discomfort and did not know how to react or what to do. I meant everything I said to her. Finally, I was able to hold her in my arms, my heart on my sleeve and now this. “I told you that Alice is not our mate, and yet you did not listen to me. Now

Serves you right, Grandpa! I rested my back on the chair. I rolled my eyes at him, "Then stop being an ass. You know how to speak Czech, so why don't you show him some courtesy," I burst out in anger. "And will you please speak their language since you are in the Czech Republic, genius?", I insulted him. He shrugs his shoulder and shakes his head in disarray, "Why do we always have to argue about everything Avery?" "Ava!" I butt in and continue with my sarcasm.

There was no couch yet, so they would have to relax in the bedroom until one arrived. "I always wanted to travel," Fatima murmured. "Never really got around to it." "You went to the Dominican Republic," Shaun pointed out. "And Hawaii. Oh, and you visited Kiev last year." "Dominican and Hawaii were vacations, and in Kiev, I didn't leave my hotel room. I was too busy waiting for news of you to explore." Fatima rolled onto her side, propping her head up with the palm of her hand, her silver-streaked black hair swirling over her arm. "I never in my life imagined travelling to the Czech Republic. Shaun, we're in Prague."

he said sincerely and I nodded. "Viktor is an honorable man then," I asked again because if he hesitated, I'd break into Viktor's room and drag my son away, no matter what the two were doing. Vlad nodded and said that Viktor was a Slovakian tsar from the fifteenth century and his last name is Pokrvný and it's associated with blood in his home country. "I'm certain your father Mikhail knew him and if I recall they grew up together in Russia," he added and I shrugged not caring about anything to do with my late father.

No matter who or what this man was, she wouldn’t let him scare her. “Pustit za me,” she said in Czech, telling the man to let go of her. Her voice was low but full of threat. As if she was ready to beat the crap out of the other at any second. But it’s like the other didn’t hear her because instead of letting her go, he pulled her closer. He stared at her face as if searching for something. Rie didn’t want to, but she felt her cheeks heating. Could anyone blame her? This was the closest she got to a man. She didn’t like it one bit. The sudden skipping of her heart was even more unbearable.