He was told love would come. He was aware what it would feel like. He was ready. He was positive it'd be breathtaking. Why does it feel like salt on a wound?

All the nations were gathered in the world meeting room held in England, arguing and deciding on what to do for their countries when all of a sudden... King Alfred of the Spade Kingdom appeared seemingly out of nowhere, pleading for America and England to help him save his Queen.

My first completed fanfic...i started it today and finished it today. IM SO HAPPY ABOUT IT! HOPE YALL LIKE IT!!!!

China, America, and Russia constantly argue during world meetings, they just dont agree with each other. They always poke fun at one another. Sometimes their arguement will turn into a fist fight. England, France, Germany, Italy, Japan, Spain, Romano, Canada, and Prussia have had enough. They decide that maybe spending time together will make them better friends. Or at least frenemies. England casts a spell that doesn't allow them to go very far apart from each other. Will the plan work? (I DO NOT OWN HETALIA, also this is my first fanfic so I hope you enjoy:)

When America was declared dead; the other nations mourn his death. However when Canada receives a mysterious letter that says America is somehow still alive. To get his brother back, he must embark on a journey through time and space. Along with memories of the past, What dark secrets will Canada encounter when he learns more about America.

Just a bunch of drabbles/one-shots of Spain and Austria. I absolutely adore these two as a couple and am very excited to write them. Yeah.