Russia Hetalia Novels & Stories

The first day in Russia, Alexei took Lexus and Seth to have fun in the afternoon before evening. The look on Seth's face looked so happy. "OMG! OMG! OMG!" Seth was so enthusiastic. He walked to and fro like a model on the catwalk. "Young Master, the Russian country is indeed beautiful! In addition to many historical, unique buildings, the women here are really gorgeous." Alexei chuckled lightly. "Uncle Seth!" called Alexei with a big smile. "I think, you're not interested in women!"

Russell snapped at me but remained calm. "You know you are not welcome in my palace. You need to get something straight into your head. The only reason I agree to let you go with Hilda is because she has done what our kingdom forbids, and she is useless staying here. So to me, she is a bad market, and the only gift from me to you could only be a rejected slut." He snarled while my face dashed, his glimpse fist flying around my face. I see Russell doesn’t know why I am called the Ruthless lycan Alpha. With just a snap of my fingers, I could wipe out his entire kingdom.

Rosa said before coming out of the kitchen to see her teary daughter and Blair, Luca and I behind her. "What's going on?" she asked, getting concerned whilst looking at Blair and Luca's suits and my dress. "I found my mate, Mom," Bella sobbed. "And he's an Alpha from Russia and Leo is fighting him at this current moment." "Oh dear Lord," Rosa exclaimed. "Come through into the kitchen," she said, putting one arm around Bella and beckoning us with her other. "Antonio!" she called. "Antonio!" Antonio came down the stairs followed by Mateo.

Their animosity for each other wasn’t shallow; it was as old as their dicks! But still. They were brothers. Cassie watched them, a chillingly calm smile on her face. “You know,” she said, her voice cutting through the tension, “in Russia, there’s no forgiveness. Only retribution.” She paused, then, with a sly look at Hades, she translated, “Only retribution, as a Viking. However, I think you both need to calm down.”

"Go in that room and fuck the living daylight out of that tattooed Alpha so he can come back here for good business, you hear me you human slut?" "Yes madame."

"Who is he?" Russell muttered in anger. "Finally, you're angry at the right person," Eugene said pulling out his phone. "His name is Alexandra Grüetchen. He was born and raised in Russia. He was invited, apparently. Funny how they invite everyone to that Charity thing. According to this, his family has a great influence in Russia. Blah blah blah. So yeah, this might cause a war." "Not if I stop it first," Russell muttered. Pulling out his phone, he booked the earliest flight out of London City the next day.