Hetalia North Italy Novels & Stories

She asked, gaily. " No, you're not. As a matter of course, there's still a lot more for you to see!!" She giggled merrily, turning her attention to the window so she can view the city from on high. It was marvelous!! _____________ The trip was a short one and as Althea descended from the helicopter, she kept on grinning from ear to ear, not believing that she's in Italy. They were led into the car and Draco, being their driver for the night, drove them through the busy city of Italy. It was beautiful.

"Well, you already know that. I left but I never told you where I went to. These past months, I first started out in the forest, filled with the fear of being rogue but most especially the new feeling of found freedom and I kept walking and walking and walking up until I ended up in the north of central Italy." "Hey! I know that place—Tuscany, is it?" I whispered, my mind immediately taken back to all those years ago. "Yeah, it was around there. There's a shorter way to get there from here and I guess somehow I landed up in Italy and it was," Nora paused. "It was the most beautiful place I'd seen, Eliana" She whispered and something about remembering those memories finally brought me some ca

"God! Please help me!" She facepalmed herself and stared out of the window. She noticed that Italy follows a standard Mediterranean climate with a hot summer and pretty mild winds, nothing like New York. It gave a refreshing look over the city. Eva found Italy really beautiful. It was like she couldn't take her eyes off the beautiful country and its city. It took her a few hours before reaching the location Elena sent her. Getting out of the cab, her eyes widened watching the huge glass building. She wasn't expecting this.

As I get up to find my phone, I see a note beside it. "Hey Leo, it's me, Nat. I left early cause I had to go home. You know mom is super angry. Plus I have to go to Italy so I have to go shopping as well. I made some sandwiches. They are in the fridge. Have them when you wake up. See you later. Love Nat " The note says. Okay. Shopping for Italy? So that means she is going. Her mother did mention about Italy but was she serious? I thought that was some lame kind of inside joke but turns out I was wrong.

"What did you said? I am? Being unreasonable?" "No, no, I mean--" Anna put away her plate and with a disappointed face, she glared at Lynn. "I guess if I said I was going to Italy with my parents, you wouldn't say that I might be in danger, would you?" Lynn stuttered at Anna's question. "It's not like that, Anna." "Italy became dangerous because Nicholas Adams also went there. That means it was Nicholas Adams who was dangerous."

Elena Shock, fear, surprise and every emotion in this world went through my body. I stood in the doorway and stared at him. Alessandro De Vercelli, the most powerful man in Northern Italy, the Devil of Vercelli, was standing in front of my room at nearly midnight, drunk and disheveled and barely able to stand. His robe was crooked and his chest was bare and his hair was wild around his face and his grey eyes were unfocused and red-rimmed. He looked nothing like the cold, controlled Don who sat at the head of the meeting table every morning. He looked like a man who had fallen apart and forgotten how to put himself back together.

Because as far as she can see they don't have any good intentions for her and the other girls standing there. Nicholas was peering at all of the girls standing there coldly. When his amber eyes met with sapphire eyes of a little girl standing there already gazing at him he turned shocked but didn't let the emotion show on his face, like the expert he is. He didn't even thought that the girl he bumped into a different country will be standing infront of him in his empire. Yes, different country the girls are abducted and sold to him in his country, his empire, Italy. Where he rules and no one dare to defy him, no matter who.

So still it was like her body forgot how to breathe. Italy. Her mind flashed violently to the hospital. To the ICU lights. To Damian’s broken voice. To Lysandra’s face. To the corridor where she’d walked away. To the name Damian Blackwell, fresh on Nikolai’s tongue like it meant nothing. Sera forced herself to swallow. Her smile stayed on her lips, but it was no longer warm. It was careful. “…Italy?” she echoed, voice too light. Nikolai nodded enthusiastically. “Yes! Our teacher said it’s educational. We’ll see history and museums and eat pizza and pasta and...”

"Good luck, Eva. I'm sure you'll do great. If you need help, you know you can call me, and I'll come to Canada right away." We both burst into laughter. "Thanks, Piero. You're a great friend. Goodbye," I give him a hug. "I still have some things to sort out. Take care." *** Claudia's POV "My little Clau, you look gorgeous and tempting," Alessandro whispers in my ear with a husky voice, kissing my neck. "You say that because you love me," I smile, feeling delightful shivers run down my spine. "It's the truth. You're the most beautiful woman in all of Italy," he says, kissing my lips.

She rolled her eyes, turning around and smiling again. "I have to look my best in my dream country." She mumbled, walking past him to the car. As far as he was concerned Italy to some people was meant only for the Mafia, the gangs, and Glades. "Why is Italy your dream country? You did say it was because of me, right?" He asked as they got into the car. "Yes, it was." She answered nonchalantly. "Why?" "Because every time you made me cry I was so determined to join the Mafia and make you pay. I did imagine skinning you alive and burning your flesh... dipping the catapelta into your knee and spurting out blood from your lungs..and..."