Novel & Cerita Italy Hetalia

The doors closed behind me with a heavy thud that sounded too much like an ending. Outside, the sunlight had turned harsh, glaring off the silver tiles. The mark on my neck throbbed faintly — not pain, exactly, more like a pulse I couldn’t silence. The connection was still there, no matter how much I wanted to tear it away. I walked through the corridors, trying to breathe, but every whisper followed me — the Alpha marked a human, she’s cursed, the Goddess turned her back. I didn’t look at them. I couldn’t. When I reached my quarters, Lydia was already there, pacing. Her golden eyes widened the moment she saw my face. “Zyandra. What happened?”

I hope she understood this code especially since I mentioned the country and person holding me captive, "oh... you did make mention of Jake being from France but I heard Italy is more fun during summer." I exhaled sharply, she got it... thank goodness we made codes in times like this, "yeah Italy is the best, maybe we should find the best place to visit." "I'll make enquiries, Rome, Venice, Milan, Sicily, I really don't know where we should pick, I think Milan would be a great pick." "Nah... Sicily would be perfect, it gives off street vibes, beautiful culture, I even heard that there's a mountain here, it would be perfect."

Jo asked. "We are going tomorrow to Italy for meeting him. And no I haven't seen his face, I am not interested in looking at him." "Italy! You didn't tell us he is Italian!" Jo exclaimed. "So what if that he is Italian?" I asked. "Are you kidding me? Italian men are hot! Especially their accent! God, I would have an orgasm just by hearing it." Chris exclaimed. He looked enthusiastic as if he is marrying him, I won't mind though.

"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 ❤️

Anna smirked wider, seeing her reaction which said that she understood who the person is! "Why can't he run behind some Italian girl? Why is he behind me? I am not even that beautiful!" She complained, feeling bad because of their only VIP customer who keeps coming often just to see her. "Girl, count yourself lucky, he isn't just any man. He is Alessandro De Luca, the whole Italy is mad about him and you want to ignore that drool-worthy man." Anna said, getting shocked by her behavior. "I can't even pronounce his name correctly, Alisaa what?" She asked, trying to remember the spelling to pronounce it correctly.

Italy is slowly becoming my second home, and the language is getting easier to learn. Benvenito a casa, la mia raggazza is boldly written on a large banner. Grinning, we open the door, past the banner, and there everyone is waiting. “Daddy!” Violet screams as she runs to her Dad, hugging him tightly. Nina wastes no time as she walks to her Family, moving into her mother’s embrace. Smiling, Cara, Danielle and I walk to Sinister. “Phiona.” Luciano grins as he jumps into my arms, I kiss him all over his face, as he tightens his hand round my neck, God, I love this boy so much.

Dante says. "You better not cheat on her. Anyway, she is a lot like me and her mother. She knows exactly what we will do in a situation like that. What can we say? We are Italian. We are passionate people. You see, you are also very warm-blooded, and you would not like your wife to have an affair with another man. No Italian would like to see their partner cheating on them. We have the most wonderful fights, but we also have the best makeup sex," I laugh.

He softly placed his left hand to the small of my back and linked his fingers through mine with his spare hand as he pulled me gently closer to his chest, it felt wrong to place my hand upon his chest, but I awkwardly didn’t know where I should place it. “Micetta if you are uncomfortable just say, you do not need to suffer from my father’s unsubtlety’s” he smiled gently. Micetta? I didn’t know its meaning but his Italian accent was intriguing to my lonely heart. God I really was losing it. “Micetta?” I questioned with a tilt of my head. He chuckled softly “it is Italian for kitten” I froze, my blood running cold as my body physically jolted still with his words. All comfort I had been feelin

They would have been good allies, but I doubted they would be willing to help with a matter that didn’t affect them. South from them was the Silver Moon, neighbor for both Blood Moon and Blue Moon. They were about the same size as the Blue Moon, but had quite a poor reputation. Their Alpha, Matteo D’Angeli, was a descendant of an old Italian family, who immigrated during the first World War. Even though they have been living here for generations, they nurtured their old Italian traditions. Such as being involved with the mafia. Richard maintained a good relationship with Alpha Matteo, but I always thought he was an arrogant dick. I highly doubted Duncan had any better opinion about him.

Matteo sat at the table across from them as he continued. “We wanted to apologize,” he said calmly. Lucas frowned. “For what?” Matteo gestured toward Lucas’s leg. “You were injured on our property.” Jamie opened his mouth immediately. “That wasn’t your—” Matteo raised a hand slightly. “We would still like to make it up to you.” Lucas suddenly felt uneasy again. “What do you mean?” Matteo leaned back in his chair. “You’re visiting Italy for three months.” Lucas nodded cautiously. “Yes.”