Hetalia Ivan Novels & Stories

I looked at Dante who was tied up in the chair as he struggled to free himself and here I was tied to a pillar. "What do you call yourself again? yes I remember Dante Garvino" Ivan mocked " Forget about settling your scores with me I'll make sure you don't get out alive, because of you I have had to endure a whole lot so you need to bow down and apologise to me" he demanded

he replied doing just that "Ivan what are you doing" I asked again really shocked, I was so gobsmacked , like I didn't know what to feel at that point "Adure" he called taking my hands "will you be my girlfriend" he finally said still on his kneels "Ivan" I called not knowing what to say

"You know that favor you owe me... No, not that favor. The other one. Mm-hm. I need to cash it in... for Mia. As quick as you can." Wait… Katie was clearly calling her new boyfriend, Ivan. She had been secretive about him. "Thanks, babe!" She hung up and smiled at me. “Was that Ivan? What does he do? This feels a little too convenient..." “I was about to tell you… but you can't get mad about it." "... and what's that?" “Ivan is the underboss of a bratva." "What?!" Albert POV "Your father is in your office, boss." I stopped, glancing at the underling beside the door. He gave me a thin smile.

But the little shithead loved it. “Tiano…” he whined in protest as I ground my erection against his thigh. He was weak in the most twisted way. Others would be fuming in anger and thrashing to push me off, but Ivan? He was the exact opposite. No matter how sore he was, he would always give in. I parted his legs with my knee, slowly drifting away from his lips down to his neck. “We can’t…” He moaned as I flicked my tongue on his nipple, throwing his head back.

I turned my head around to see it was Ivan. He had been standing in the corner all this while, and now he held my face in his large hands. His dark, souless looking eyes were right in front of mine. He didn't say a word as he just leaned down and slowly licked my tears off my skin. His tongue was hot on my skin. Then he shoved me down, and my face hit the mattress.

For some reason, the gesture was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen Ivan do, and always made sure to give him those pants that he knew were too big for him, only to see him tie the knot. "What are you looking at?" Ivan asked, his deep voice music to Nathan’s ears. "You." He simply answered. . . TBC Written by Pink-Butterfly

Shirtless. Hair wet. A towel wrapped low around his waist. Adrian's stomach dropped. "Have you lost your mind?" Adrian's voice cracked. "She's drunk. You can't—you wouldn't—” His chest heaved. He looked wild. Desperate. “She’s my fiancée,” Ivan smiled slyly, rubbing his stubble, “Why shouldn't I?” He started to close the door. Adrian shoved his hand in the gap, not caring that the door crushed his fingers.

Slamming Damian against the nearest wall, Ivan did his best to cut off air flow to Damian’s lungs by pressing his forearm against his larynx with all his might, but Damian just stared right into Ivan’s eyes, not cowering before his alpha command in the slightest. Out of the corner of his eye, Damian saw Shay tense anxiously and step toward them, eager to help him if she can, but he raised her hand to stop her, knowing the situation she is already in; he can’t have her even more compromised. “Aww, ain’t that your little bitch witch thinking you are not a man enough to fend for yourself?” Ivan taunted, blinded with rage and saying things he would probably never normally say to his lifelong fri

He’s different from other guys. Ivan is a quiet person. I haven’t seen him converse with anyone outside his pack, and if he did, his responses were brief or accompanied by small gestures. He has a dominating persona that exudes authority, power, and intelligence. He was athletically built and tall. Plays basketball and is the captain of our school's basketball team.