Hetalia Games Novels & Stories

"Princess pet salon?" "Not that one!" "All of these games look the same." Alexandra rubbed her chin, thinking. "Could you be more specific, darling?" "It's a princess game where the princess has bloody fingers!" Angela exclaimed, hopping on Alexandra's lap. "Ah, so it's the princess's reign of terror?" Inspired by Bloody Mary. It was written in the game's description. "Yes! This one!" Angela grabbed the phone from Alexandra's hand, climbed off her lap, and dived straight into the game. Seconds later angry robotic noises blared from the device, screaming. "Cut off his head!"

“What?” She brings her hand thoughtfully to her chin, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Let’s play a game. I guess what you are. You say hot or cold.” “No.” “Silver hair, silver eyes… oh… I know… you're a polar bear.” Dorian lowers his eyelids. Really… a polar bear? “That’s ridiculous, even for you.” “Hot or cold, Dorian?” “Fucking cold.” She looks at him, frowning, almost sincerely. Almost. “Okay… uh… Unicorn! Yes, unicorn.”

Athena was alone in the suite as Alexander had left with Damien to attend to some things. All she thought about was how she was going to survive. She had collected a pamphlet from one of the guards just to kill boredom and that was how she saw all the games they would be participating in. Combat games, climbing and hunting games and even games that had you at the mercy of your opponent or your opponent at your mercy. She didn't feel comfortable. Infact, she didn't think she was going to participate and she also didn't want Heyli to participate.

I met his gaze squarely and said coldly, “You know that she’s my girlfriend too, huh?” I took out my phone and showed him a hotel billing statement, and it was billed to the supplementary card I had set for Naomi. “You can’t even pay for your own hotel room to sleep with another woman? You should earn enough money for a vasectomy instead.”

“Did I enter the wrong room? Is this even a horror game? I thought I clicked an otome game!” Everyone was stunned, and just like that, under the players’ watchful eyes, he carried me upstairs.

“He wants to mark me at the upcoming Mate Ceremony.” “What?!” Neema screeched. “You ran from MoonClaw and now you wanna join Moonhart? Syra, have you lost your damn mind?” “Wait—you agreed?” Agness gasped, bouncing like a kid. “Spill! Give me the spice!” I exhaled heavily. “I’m desperate, not stupid. I suggested a game.” “A game?” Neema echoed, suspicious. Agness started dancing on the bed, squealing, “This keeps getting better!”

That's definitely awesome, haha. Suddenly, something appeared on my screen. Hmm .. What is this? I opened it even though I saw an unusual mail with an unfamiliar address. Ohh…. Happy day! This is a BLKQ gaming product. We have watched countless game streams, but only you have managed to hold our interest. You are cordially invited to join our team. If you have made a decision, you can respond to this email. We're eager for you to join our team. Thank you.