Hetalia Fanfiction America Military นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You gonna tell me what happened, kiddo?” “Maybe someday, Dad,” she admitted. “Maybe someday when it doesn’t hurt so much.” “Fair enough, honey. Just know you can always talk to me.” “I know,” she’d squeezed his hand. “I know, Daddy.” “There’s one thing I feel like you need to know, Sarah.” “What?” Marty hesitated, then looked into her eyes. “I talked to Patrick Fresco yesterday. Tim’s unit deployed to Afghanistan last week.” *** “Are we having fun yet?” Dack called down to Tim from the gunner’s turret as they rode.

The five alpha’s have brought six meaty warriors each, thank the Goddess they left their women home ot it would have been worse than a chicken coop. “Oh I would like to be a fox in that coop. All those juicy thighs and tight pussy’s.” Just like me Gunther really needs some pussy or ass. At night he’s taken to mindlinking Aminta in the hope he can wear her down. At least so they can have sex in wolf form. We know she is more open to us than Dysnomia is. “Ouch!” a pointy hard elbow finds my ribs. I glare at Dysnomia, “What was that for?”

“He runs it more like a military outfit than a pack.” “He was military. He was one of the first lycan to be recruited into the human Marines.” ‘Athena Argos is the chosen Alpha. You’re clear to enter the Blood-Moon territory and attack. Find her, and end her,’ the boss’ cruel voice suddenly enters our minds, as if he knew we were talking about him. “YOU’VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!” I scream angrily, pure hate bubbling in my veins for what she did to my family.

Dom said, walking into the clinic with his men standing behind him, they pushed Gavin and Ameliah up front next to Dom roughly. "Did he just called Delulu his daughter?” Lucky said looking at the man who had to bend down to get into the clinic. He had on a suit that cost more then fifty thousand dollars. He had the look of a mafia kin pin. “You worried about the wrong thing. What you should be asking, is did he just call us trash and he thinks he will be able to get close to touching me without me putting a bullet in his throat.” Ji'lahni said, calling her gun. Makahi and his warriors growled at the threat of someone touching his mate, their Luna. “I will advise you not to touch my mate unl

Valeria POV We walked around the border, and there were so many men here. They all bowed as we passed, dressed in armour and carrying weapons. “That will be so heavy,” I said. Damien smiled, his warm hand holding mine securely. “It is heavy, but as time goes on, it gets easier to wear. Now it practically weighs nothing to them,” he said. I smiled, looking up at him. “Don’t you feel weird holding my hand? You are their Alpha, and they are not supposed to have a mate,” I said. He smiled.

"Help a woman who has spent three years of her marriage being fed pills by her husband. Give justice to a woman who was forced by her mother-in-law to abort her pup because she said her son informed her that he wasn't ready to be a father." My hands were shaking, my eyes burned with unshed tears. We just stood there as he kept looking at me and I at him. He finally moved closer just like in the beginning. He pulled off his coat and placed it on my shoulders. The warmth of it, the scent of him, almost made me break down right there. "I will not fight my son for a pack I gave to him." His voice was quieter now. "I have more than that now. I am the Alpha Prime, the second in command in North Am

Fane casually replied with a smirk. “Sigh... Although we’re Cathysians, we’re considered Americans since we’ve lived there for quite some time, and this goes especially for my son. He’s been living there from a young age, and he seldom returns to Cathysia. This is his third time back here, and we were the ones who specially wished that both countries didn’t go into war because we have feelings for both countries!” Lawrence sighed and had a helpless expression on his face.

I was sick of hearing this and that, which was always not good, according to Jeff. "Hey, you come here too often. You're just my Mom's friend." I glared at Jeff. My father was even more handsome, with an authoritative face than Jeff. To me, Jeff is just like a 30-year-old guy with flirtatious eyes and a passion for stripping all the girls. "Didn't your mother tell you? Maybe she and I have a special relationship. Besides, I'm one of the werewolf council members in town. Your uncle the Alpha so I'm your uncle's best friend," said Jeff arrogantly.

“He tried to sell our pain meds to some junkies down the street to get extra cash and got caught in the process. It’s pretty much like a military school. They train you to be disciplined soldiers and that training is gruesome.” “That’s why he got selected as a senior soldier so early on.” I mused. “I just hope Derek learns from his mistake rather than come back as a major dick. God! Why did he even do all this? What the hell did he have on Freya? It’s like he hated her guts for absolutely no reason at all!” It was when Sarah and Alex exchanged secret looks at each other that I realized…I had missed something…again. “What is it?” I frowned. “What am I missing?”

he asked further. When I didn't answer again, he smirked. "Whenever the time comes, remember I'm first in line for flower boy." Now I was forced to open my eyes and sit up. "You're what?" I spat. I burst into laughter at the image of big, tough Ahmad, beta of the strongest pack in the decacities, wearing a tutu and throwing flowers down the aisle. "Good, that got your attention," he said smiling. "If things are working out, I'm really happy for you," he said.