Hetalia Fanfiction America Novels & Stories

Why does it seem like Alex doesn't buy it that Hector knows there's no longer a ' us? " What do you mean, Alex? Do you know something about Hector I don't?" I ask and he shakes his head then proceeds to sigh. " Hector is a very dominant man, Camilla. He is also of Alpha blood. Do you think he will let you go that fast? Alpha's are known to have a strong desire to conquer and possess. What if all this he understands is a plot? A plot to have you lower your guard down and strike when you least expect?" His words send a chill down my spine. Could it be that Hector pretended to understand me when all he did was set a trap for me? Could the 'take time to think about it' a hint that he wasn't goin

Bhyron lowers his head and whispers; “No woman has ever made me cum from a blow job. Suck my dick, Amani. If you’re able to make me cum, I’ll let you wear the dress…”

As much as I was caught up in the whole drama going on here in Chappaqua, there wasn't a single day that went by without me daydreaming about her. ‪“When will you be back?” She asked, and I could almost hear the pout in her tone. She was so cute. My little cocksleeve.‬ ‪“Soon, baby. Soon,” I promised, my head painted with vivid reels of what I intended to do to her when I got back to New York.‬ ‪Dirty and naughty things that would make her pretty toes curl as she cried, and begged me to stop.‬ ‪“Hurry up. I need you,” She whimpered softly.‬

She flashed that smile that could make anyone fall in love with her and she rolled his eyes as he turned to Ariana who seemed to be mindlinking him because from the way she just stayed silent, just staring at him, I knew that she was up to no good. He sighed. “How old are you and what’s your status?” He asked her and I lost it. Sure, I had wronged him, but he had no right to take it on my little breeche. “You didn’t ask, but my name is Amelia. Amelia Aniston. Alexander’s mate and I am a hybrid omega.” She said as she turned to me, smiling. “The hybrid Omega Alpha Alexander Rodriguez loves and is mates to.” She said and I was marveled by how she responded.

Sleeping a dreamless sleep, I woke up feeling angry, the first question that rang into my mind. Was I a one-night stand? Thinking about what my now half-sister told me had made me angry; she was a disgrace to the title! I hate to break it to my half-sister, but she keeps failing the basics; her title is above her logic, and I was done trying to be a good omega, stretching myself. I see Catherina wasn’t in the room. Still, on the nightstand, I saw a small folded letter; picking it up, I started to read what was in it; in short, Catherina had found her destined mate, Doctor Drew Smith. I smiled wide, and my sister deserved a happy fate. I knew she was good in hands; stretching my arms, I heard

Letitia untied her hair drying cap and hung them on the hanger, turning towards him and opening her arms, "Of course I'm yours, come here and hug your omega." The tips of Samuel's ears reddened and obediently he came over and took her into his arms, whispering, "Are you pouting at me?" "Yes and so what?" "No so what, it's just that, I feel like I'm dying of happiness these days ...... often thinking, I'm not dreaming am I?" Letitia felt amused and stood on her tiptoes to bite his bottom lip, "Does it hurt?" "Well a little ......" "Then it's not a dream." Letitia moved over and kissed the spot she had just bitten again, "You're mine too."

Alpha duties. I watched him lean in slightly toward her to whisper something in her ear. Vanessa tilted her head back and laughed, her bright red hair shining under the hallway lights, looking radiant and perfect as always. My feet moved closer before my brain could process what I was doing. I kept close to the shadows of the stone pillars, maintaining enough distance so they wouldn't pick up my scent, though as a wolfless omega, my scent was incredibly faint anyway. I watched them step into the private consultation room, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind them.

"Wait. I'm not finished." I was about to pull free when the fast clip of heels came up behind me. A figure cut between us. Brittany jabbed a finger in my face. "I knew it. Your amnesia is an act. You're trying to claw your way back to Damien. God, you are such a scheming little—" "Listen up. Damien and I are holding our mating ceremony. If you keep throwing yourself at him, I'm going to deal with you personally, you home-wrecking bi—"

I say to Ariana as I recount my encounter with Zane, and she bursts into laughter. “This isn’t funny. I mean, I’m trying to get back at him for what he pulled at breakfast, and now I can’t get his ripped body out of my mind. His abs are like they’ve been carved from stone, and his chest... damn!” I exclaim, flopping onto the bed like a child. “He claimed you, and I think the mate attraction is kicking in,” she says, and I scrunch my face. “You’re falling for Mr. Malibu,” she adds, and I break into laughter at the absurdity of the idea, and she watches until I’ve finished.

"Amer is beautiful, well-educated, and, most importantly, the daughter of a Lycan king. Nath, we’ve spent years preparing for this moment—don’t let emotions cloud your judgment." “No problem father, Amer isn’t really a bad option.” I bit down a sob, hating myself for even entertaining the thought that Nath might choose me. I was an omega— a nobody in this pack. Amer was everything I wasn’t: powerful, privileged and flawless.. “Fate must’ve made a mistake,” I thought bitterly, wiping at my damp cheeks. My mate was destined for someone else, and I had to accept it. I turned away, retreating to the solace of my bunk bed, but the pain followed me closely until I forcefully cried myself to sleep.