Hetalia Norway Novels & Stories

Norah whispered, transfixed by the way her bra tightened, then loosened as he released the clasp. “All I want to do now is bite your breasts, then I want your heels in my back as I lick my way down and make you scream my name.” She swallowed. “Yes, baby…” **** Leone watched Norah closely. She was talking to the head of their legal department. The man was under her spell, eating her every word and smiling as a teenager. She was praising the man’s country after their recent visit to Zurich, where Leone, after his business meeting, spent a day with her, doing everything Norah asked him to do. It had been a day like… well, it had been like a honeymoon.

Carl asked staring up at Nora who was standing, "Yeah sure,now run along" Nora said to him as he ran hungrily to the kitchen. "You know I'm recessive and I can't release pheromones well not one that everyone can smell,but I'm in heat and I need my alpha,well except you'd like to help me out then it's fine I don't need Dominco,and I promise not to tell!" Nora said as she moved around him,her fingertips touching his shoulders as she moved, Matteo didn't think twice about it, stepping away he Clenched his teeths, Dominco was so going to have his head,

The July sun was high now, the morning cool burned off, the downland warm underfoot. "You are describing me accurately," Don said. "I have been watching for seven years," Ernest said. Don looked at him—the side-look, the look that was not the full expression but was the acknowledgment of the full expression's content. He did not disagree. He did not need to. The description was accurate, and Don was not a man who argued with accuracy. "Norway," Don said. "In the winter. We will begin there." "We will begin looking at Norway," Ernest said. "The research first."

"You don't have to worry about anything. All you have to do is sit back and behave as you should be." "But why in Norway?" "Moonlight Claws territory is in Norway. It's a werewolf wedding, Kira. In there, you will meet my pack." My lips thinned. I've never been to Norway. I wasn't even sure if I could trust him. He may have a hidden agenda.

I don't know him and I didn't ask for his help in the first place for him to get mad like this. I turned and was about to leave the tent when I heard a growl of beast. I stiffened. "Don't test my temper human. I have a high respect with Axel but I won't hesitate to use force on you. You two were not official yet so I don't care if you're his.." He cleared his throat. "His friend." Who's Axel? I've been hearing that name since I woke up and they were calling him Alpha. I stared at the shadows that was passing by the tent. Am I in a wolf territory?

Does Ciara have this same aura? Freya smirks before answering my mother’s questions, “I am Freya Rose Nordin of the Northern Isles Pack. I am the daughter of Former Alpha King Erik Iver Nordin and Queen Mother Helen Andora Nordin.” She spoke proudly. “This doesn’t make any sense. Hazel said she was just some she-wolf from her old pack. Some No-name whore!” My Mother looked like she was about to collapse from the pressure of Freya’s aura. I look around the room and notice that everyone is in some sort of pain except for me.

I have been wandering this dense forest for the last two days with no end in sight and zero sleep. Alpha Erik Helseth of the European Five now rules Norway in our stead and has given me a safe passage to speak with the people from my old village. The elders led me here to find a hermit, but so far, I have not seen a soul. I fall to the earthen floor and breathe out a growl of frustration with sweat dripping into my eyes. Even Baron has been quiet since we stepped onto Norse soil; this little act alone has alarm bells ringing.

Armand asked. "Iceland , United kingdom, Norway, Sweden, Finland, Poland, Germany, France, Spain and Italy", "Those are some tough countries baby girl, are you sure about this?" Armand asked his daughter . " Yes sweet daddy". "Okay then, let mommy decide", Armand said, turning to his wife. Catherine smiled knowing what he meant. "No problem honey. You can go", Andra giggled and juped around in joy , missing the look Armand gave Catherine.

Norway’s POV “Did you see them together?” I asked coldly, but I ensured to keep my voice low enough that the gentle night breeze was unable to catch it. The spy bowed, and I watched as he trembled like a leaf before me. “Yes, Alpha Norway. I saw them camping at the western ridge. And from their look, they seem to be having nothing but a peaceful outing.”

I pulled her close and gave her a warm embrace as we both turned toward the window, watching the clouds pass by in silence. After hours on board, we finally reached our destination. Norway. My first time traveling outside the country, and my first time in Europe. I had always dreamt of visiting Europe. There were a few countries I had in mind—France, the UK, Germany, maybe even Spain—mostly because they have better tourism publicity. I did not know much about Norway, except for what I had heard about Vikings and Norse culture. I had never really researched the country, but I hoped the people would be welcoming and the sceneries beautiful.