Russia Hetalia Novels & Stories

So very quickly they moved to the next level of communication: more intimate, more partner, or something. But Nikita did not forget to share with her the events that took place in Russia, knowing full well, from her own words, that she does not like to read the press, and she still had no one to discuss the news with, only with Nikita. So it was from him that she learned about the inflated conflict on the border of Russia and the Celestial Empire, about sending a regular army, in which, it turns out, there were military units of werewolves and volunteers from different clans, forming into a squad.

Glancing down at himself he chuckled and smiled at me. "Hell yes, this is all yours, sweetheart!" Axel dressed hurriedly and when the doctor returned I concealed myself as well as my scent. I watched her eyes travel down my mate and furrowed my brow. "You know Mister Rathbone you should be mates with someone equal to yourself. That half-blood Raija can never be your Luna," Elizabeth said blankly. Axel glanced over at where I stood and shook his head. "Raija is an amazing young woman and I am proud to have her as my mate and my Luna. It is a gracious gift from the Goddess herself. I'm sorry but you are mistaken doctor," he replied and snatched the paperwork from her hand.

“Of course. What we are about to experience is, I am scared to say this…but this could be unprecedented.” “Certainly. Having Hodor assumed the throne of their race is definitely a problem. Now that we learned of the Alpha's daughter, it had worsen the situation.” Ruya, a young Alpha from the regions of Siberia spoke his thoughts. He is the second highest in the qualifications next to Lucia. “Alpha Lexus has left us a big trouble. Her daughter is the key for a war!” Gibeon, a vampire from the north slammed his fist on the table before him. “This has to be stopped!”

he tilted his head to the side, "You keep piling up your sins, spitfire." There was no use asking what he meant. I knew he would spill whatever the case was anyway. "As of yesterday, a fresh set of Bratva's army arrived in Russia with Ruslan," he eyed me when puzzlement etched on my face, "You don't know who Ruslan is, right?" I shook my head. "Trust me," he massaged the side of his head, "you don't want to know. You worsened your crimes by pitching your tent with Adler,'

Dishonor became the status of a Luna after that. "What do you want to do?" Rula shouted as loudly as she could. Russel laughed. He crawled on top of Rula's body and whispered. "You shouldn't have chosen Rondolf as your Alpha, Luna." Rula fell silent with tears as Russel's fingers rubbed her waist as if admiring the beauty of Rula's curves. "Stop it!" Rula groaned. "Get your filthy hands off of me!" Rula attempted to kick Russel's stocky body with her feet, but it was futile. She was just a helpless dwarf who thought she would defeat the behemoth.

He chuckles and continues to search the room. “I’ve come to claim what is rightfully mine, and her scent led me here.” He says, then meets Sergio’s gaze. Kai’s voice wasn’t loud, but it demanded submission. It was deep and powerful, leaving an ache in my core that surprised me. The unmistakable Russian accent was like music to my ears; I had to hear more. “Leave before I kill you myself, Wilkołak.” Sergio roars, but Kai only shakes his head. The other Alpha clicks his tongue. “You know I'm Russian, not Polish, right? In any case, I’ve only come for what’s mine, Andretti.” He says, and I notice the unmistakable scent of intimidation from both the Alphas.

He chuckles and continues to search the room. “I’ve come to claim what is rightfully mine, and her scent led me here.” He says, then meets Sergio’s gaze. Kai’s voice wasn’t loud, but it demanded submission. It was deep and powerful, leaving an ache in my core that surprised me. The unmistakable Russian accent was like music to my ears; I had to hear more. “Leave before I kill you myself, Wilkołak.” Sergio roars, but Kai only shakes his head. The other Alpha clicks his tongue. “You know I'm Russian, not Polish, right? In any case, I’ve only come for what’s mine, Andretti.” He says, and I notice the unmistakable scent of intimidation from both the Alphas.

she caressed my cheek then went out of my room. Fuck the mafia world! otva'li, mudak, b'lyad! **** How do you like this chapter? Please don't forget to like, comment, share and follow me up. Have a nice day. Glossary otva'li, mudak, b'lyad! --fuck off, you asshole, fuck! Remember, this story's setting is in Russia.

"Your attendance is much appreciated. To formally introduce myself, I am Czarina Olena Belikova of Russia." Father bowed respectfully, his chestnut-brown eyes kind. "It is such a pleasure to meet you, your imperial highness. We are immensely grateful for the invite." He then introduced, "I'm Lord Ibrahim Mazur." Czarina Olena smiled wider. He wrapped his arm around Rhea, whose emerald-green dress resembled vomit. "This is my wife, Lady Rhea Dragomir-Mazur," he continued. "And these are our daughters combined, Rosemarie, Jillian, and Vasilisa." Cesarevich Dimitri's mother's brows furrowed. "You were married prior to her?"

I looked back at the car and saw Alpha Darren staring back at me, his eyes filled with so much hatred. “You'll wish the goddess didn't make us mates, I won't reject you, but I'll make your life so unbearable.” He growled. “Please.” I pleaded, I don't know what I was pleading for, but I could see it in his eyes, he meant what he said to me.