Italy Hetalia Axis Powers Novels & Stories

Alice P.O.V *** Finally, the time comes for what everyone was waiting for, since the faces of some of us revealed, I can feel the anger-filled people in my kingdom as they all stand at the border of Entalia, and in front of them standing an army of witches. Staring at each other, hatred can be seen in everyone’s eyes for their opponents.

The hand over her mouth was large, calloused, but somehow gentle. She thrashed once, instinct more than thought, but he pressed closer, chest to her back, his breath warm against her ear. “Shhh, principessa,” a low voice murmured, sending shivers down her spine “Scream and you’ll draw every guard in this place. And I promise you… I’m faster than they are.” The accent was unmistakably Italian — rich and undoubtedly dangerous. Not likr the polished American lilt of Alex Valenti. This was darker, hungrier, the kind of voice that commands attention at every single word.

"Hearing disabilities,Speech disorientation,Lives in Italy!" What?! This is the exact description of the girl she was looking for,and she's very sure that the girl is Alessia.

"He is the Alpha of Crescent Moon Pack and President of De Luca Corporation, an Italian multinational corporation that designs and manufactures athletic and casual footwear, apparel, and accessories, headquartered in Rome, Italy." "Where is Rome, Italy?" "Rome is the capital of Italy. I will show you where Italy is on the map tomorrow," I said before adding, "Now, it’s time to sleep." "Mamma, does De Luca also mean DL?" "Hmm," "Woah! I didn’t know I was using my own company’s shoes. That’s cool. I can't wait to share the same with others." He chirped, and I looked at him in shock. His company?

Hades watched the girl's white cheeks flush red and smile in an embarrassed and shy manner, it was more than proven, the girl had no idea about the world she was in now; she was nothing more than a simple teacher, a white bunny with pristine and neat fur that he wanted to devour, the taste of a corrupted woman was certainly much better than those who gave him everything easy, he had been looking for a challenge, something that could put him on the spot, that would make him really want a moment, and Caterina De Santis could definitely give it to him. “What’s the matter, aren't you used to a man talking to you about sex, have you ever been with someone?” Hades asked, feeling amused to see the

"not good enough, give me more." " who do you think I'm her father? " he spits. Fuck it, I aimed my gun at him. "die, you useless fuck." but before I can end him, one of my men comes running. "boss we have news about Italian Capo." I can see the next news, The American Mob kills the Italian so-called mafia king. "What?" "she ran away Boss." "what?" did I hear it correctly? He lowered his voice, it is forbidden to mention either of the girls in front of me. "Ayushi, she ran away from Alphano."

“Don’t get me wrong, I heard about Lorenzo and you two training for combat. But you are among a pack of Lycans, and most are stronger than you are. You may be small, and that would help you when it comes to agility, but that doesn’t mean that you would be able to cope with things when they grew rough outside.” “What is that supposed to mean?” I asked, and he sighed. “You are well aware that Arturo is a Capo dei Capi, and you know that he has his enemies. Wolves or not…” “Our marriage is to ensure the peace between wolves and Lycans, Donatello. What you are saying right now does not make any sense.” I said, stopping him. The man was well aware of the peace treaty that was made between the wol

Valentina opens her mouth to answer but Matteo's phone starts ringing. It's Isabella Facetiming him. "Hi." "Are you done with your exam?" she asks in Italian. Matteo turns the camera to show Valentina. She waves. "Valentinaaa!" Isabella excitedly screams. "Are you in Sicily? This is perfect! Let's talk about Vinnie and Pia's birthday because for some reason she thinks I should be helping her with it."

Domenico released her hand and rested both hands on his knees, his posture formal and decisive. “As the new Don of the Italian house, and as your brother, I formally acknowledge Vladimir Volkov as your husband and equal partner. The Russian-Italian alliance is not a temporary treaty signed in blood. It is a true union, forged in fire, and secured by the birth of our new generation.”

My head screamed “Not as sexy as my cousin’s baby blue eyes, I am afraid. The name is Alejandro and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance” he said, flashing me a smile. It is official; Italian men are the hottest things alive, I thought as I shook his hand “I am Diana and it is a pleasure to meet you too” I said “Cousin” Alejandro nodded towards Dante who nodded back.