Italy Hetalia Novels & Stories

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.

I pouted slightly and he smirked, looking back at the other Alpha as he took a drag on his cigarette. “I'm all fucking ears.” Alejandro said leaning back on the sofa. “Then let me tell you, I don’t know too much, but what DeAngelo Rossi did was a heinous crime that none have forgotten. His barbaric ways shaped the future of the Packs of Italy.”

The elder daughter looked like her mother but with blonde hair, while the youngest was a mixture having her mother's face and hair but father’s eyes and smile. “Is her family. My Beta Damon Petridis and their children Zoe, Alexander, and Regina.” he explained, pointing to each person, his arm brushing mine as his chest pressed into my back. “This is my Gamma’s family. Ezio Salvi, his mate Dayna, and their son Valter. And this is my Delta Gionata Cavallo with his mate Tasha and their daughter Dania.” he continued to point out pictures.

“Valerie…” “Alessandro, this war is going to cost more blood than anyone should be able to afford. And as you can see, their alliances only seem to grow stronger and bigger.” I said, stopping my mate. “But it is said that there are rules, even in the bloodiest of wars, and I am curious to know which ones they are following. However, you, as my mate, are going to have to trust me. It starts with you,” I looked at Dante who nodded, and I smiled. “And I believe a certain Alpha has already granted that trust to me. All I need is you.”

Muscle spasms begin to leave me weak and almost unaware of where I am. Mattia leaves a bite on my shoulder, as if his possessive self needs to mark my body as his own property, and somehow, that was by far the most pleasurable thing I felt. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the orgasm he had given me; our breaths were still trying to calm down when he pulled me into his arms. Mattia is an Italian man who is starting to have some gray hairs, making him even more charming. His finely drawn, thin lips are what make him even more beautiful. I run my hand over his full, neatly trimmed beard; his bright eyes on me are clear in their questioning.

"It's your birthday. Do you really think I would let it go without celebration? After all, we are a newly married couple and this is your first birthday after our marriage. I ought to make it special for you." Aria's brows picked up. And Aleksandr's lips stretched into a twisted smile as He stopped near her and got into her face. Aria didn't even blink an eye and stared into his ocean blue eyes. "How much do you hate me, Tigritsa? I heard you Italians have a tradition of getting married before taking over the organisation. You were marrying that loser because of that idiotic tradition right?" He chuckled. "You should be happy I saved you from that worthless man. He didn't have the masculinit

"Am I okay with it, are you kidding, that's the best news you could give me, just when I thought I couldn't love you anymore, you tell me you're going to give me another child." "So, are you happy?". "I am more than happy, there is just one more thing that will make this day absolutely perfect." "Does it involve your member being inside me?" she laughs. "Of course it does, again and again and again until you moan with pleasure and even then, I will give you more much more." "My principessa, my woman, my wife I love you Fiorella." "I love you Lorenzo, my Italian Devil." E N D ******************************

Yeah, Talia could see how the hypocrisy could be amusing. “Hold up. You left the office like the devil was nipping at your ass to find Delicioso about your proposal, so… it’s him isn’t it?” Talia took a frustrated sip out of her martini glass and said, “He’s Italian.” “Reigning from the same hot species. Is it him or not?” she shot back. Talia cleared her throat, turned her head away to the side, her left hand rising to rub at her cheek and ear. She jumped when Carrie screamed, quickly turning to face her.

"He told me he was there in every exhibit I had. It means, he was there three times but I didn't even know about it." I really don't understand this thing. I can't figure it out. He told me he chased after me. He ditched Ria the day they were about to be tied up. He said he followed me to Italy but how come I didn't know about it? If grandma knows about it, Grandma... "I don't know about her, Alpha. You must be dreaming." Does she know Royal was once there in Italy? It couldn't be impossible since he has family in Italy. His dad is Italian, his mother is half-Spanish, half-Filipino. There's reason why would he go to that country.

At that moment, I made a choice that would forever change the course of my life. Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes and met the alpha's unwavering gaze. My voice trembled, but I found the strength to speak. "I, Linda Marie Carter, accept Alpha Bruno Blackwood as my mate. I promise to honor and obey him, to stand by his side in all matters, and to bear him strong and loyal heirs." The room was filled with a mix of relief and disappointment. My father looked proud of my decision, but sadness lingered in his eyes. My mother wore an incredibly joyful smile, her eyes shining brightly with happiness. The top officials maintained their serious expressions.