Italy Hetalia Axis Powers Novels & Stories

Alexander pov. “Seriously? The first thing you do when you wake up is kiss her? Are you out of your mind, Alexander, or have all those bullets finally messed with your already deranged brain?” Daniel scolded, dressing my wound with a mixture of disbelief and anger. “Aw, Uncle Daniel, don’t scold him,” Julian interjected from across the room, smirking as he glanced up from his phone. “Uncle Alexander wasn’t exactly normal to begin with, so why are you surprised?” He leaned back, his voice casual. “Do you know what everyone in Italy calls him? Creatura delle tenebre — ‘creature of the darkness.’ He’s the same man who wiped out an entire mafia clan just because they betrayed him.”

“You really want to prove your talent, aren’t you?” “That’s the plan, baby. I’m aiming for an A+.” When he captured my breast with his mouth, I moaned louder, gripped his hair around my fingers, and pushed his head down. “I want you now, Alpha.” I bucked my hips, and he quickly granted my request, thrusting his cock inside me. “You better hurry up. We have a date in Italy.”

Not in Italy. Right?

Giulia rolled her eyes dramatically and muttered, “Oh, please.” “I need you with me,” Valentino continued. “We leave tonight. I want to show them what we’re made of.” My heart thudded. “Okay babe. I’ll be on my way home right away.” “Grazie, amore. I love you.” “I love you too,” I whispered. The line went dead. Giulia blinked at me. “Did I just hear that right? Table of Dons?” “Yes.” “So we’re going to Italy?” she screamed.

If it wasn't about to turn me mad, then, of course, why not? "Matteo, get down from that table right now before you hurt yourself," Obediently he did jump from the table but to the arms of the chair, going further to pull his sister up to himself. "All I'm saying is," Char picked up the conversation, "We need something strong to tell Italy that La belle exists," "But how?" "Don't ask me that; your husband is the president of the fuvking country; you've got a part of the world under your feet; make use of it" Knowing me, she added, "Enough of the pride."

Speaking perfect Italian Conner stood and walked cockily down to stand on the other side of the dance floor followed by Callum, ‘Dove si trova’ [Where is she?] Callum asked equally as fluently as his twin, ‘Non vogliamo problemi, basta restituircela e lasceremo il paese. Lei è di nostra proprietà’ [We don’t want trouble, just give her back to us and we’ll leave the country. She is our property]

“For the future.” Elena’s pulse kicked harder, a drum in her chest. She’d braced for a lot—raids, wars, blood—but not this. Not Jeremy storming the system, not him painting a target this big. He wasn’t just running—he was declaring war on every power in Italy, inviting a fight that could bury them all. Too late now—the words were out, live to millions, no rewind. ***** *** **** ****** *** **** **** ***** ******

"When she has her mind set she doesn't stop." "Italian Men," I tease. "They are so protective." I kiss Nic's cheek and he tries to hold back a grin. "I'll see you in three days." "Three days," he nod. "Addio Bella." Translations: Sei il peggiore- you are the worst Ti amo- I love you Addio Bella- Bye beautiful Thank you so much for reading! Feel free to leave any feedback. I love you all ❤️

A guard helps him with the stairs as his weight causes him a bit of difficulty. "Sono felice di annunciare che 2 famiglie forti d'Italia diventeranno ancora più forti grazie a questa alleanza" (I'm happy to announce that 2 strong families of Italy will become more stronger by this alliance) he claps his hand to which everyone joins, I too clap whole heartedly as Lucia and Gio walk upto the stage. Lucia is blushing hard, while Gio has maintained his composed posture.

Hayato chirped in and Mancini Romano dropped to his knees, saying, "Young Miss... I mean your Highness, I'll forever be a faithful servant" My brows creased, "That's enough. Call me Sofia. That would be all, I'll give you a call, Mr. Romano" With that, I found my way out of the office to avoid more worship and the armed guards followed quickly. Seems there are still good and honest people in Italy. Alexander Hayato soon caught up with my pace and with heavy breathing said, "Miss... Your Highness, weren't you too excessively kind back there" I stopped abruptly and turned to him, "I'm not in Italy to become a known tyrant, Mr. Hayato. I need loyal heads around me"