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The Dysfunctional Family Of Europe (Reader x Yugotalia) by 0oCupcakeo0
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Life in the Balkan region of Europe has always been a bit out of control compared to the rest of the continent. To help them try and fix their problems, they send you, a neutral country to live in their house for an entire year! Enter a whole new level of problems that run generations deep. WARNING:This may have themes that are a bit more mature and people may not like them. You have been warned!
Archivo Royal by KellenHakuen
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Querido policia, tengo un secreto, ¿quieres saberlo? Júrame por tu vida que lo guardarás y no se lo dirás anadie. ¿Qué piensas del villano de tu historia? ¿Me lo puedes decir? El mafioso que corre por ti y no te deja dormir. Respondeme, policía, que opinas de él. El mafioso que paga todas sus deudas. El que compra la lealtad Y el que puede matar a cualquiera. Hey pequeño policía, tengo un secreto, ¿quieres saberlo? Pero promete que será un secreto entre los dos. Querido policia, no te voy a engañar más. Ese mafioso que tanto buscas soy yo.
Higuel Week by user81500061
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Miguel y Coco perdieron a toda su familia en un incidente que involucraba la presencia de los grandes héroes en Santa Cecilia. Desde entonces Miguel se ha dedicado a robar para darle una vida mejor a su hermanita. Sus destinos los llevan a San Fransokyo, lugar donde Miguel tiene un trabajo especial encargado por una mujer extraña, y donde conocerá a aquel ser que le hará la vida imposible por conseguir lo que quiere.
Why The Confederacy Wasn't Bad. by HoustonLongWrites
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The truth about the American Civil War and the Confederacy.
This Is War by katnissevergeek
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The states have been split through the middle, and war has broken out. The various states play their parts in the war, as soldiers, victims, leaders, and victors. Statetalia based on the song 'This Is War' by Thirty Seconds to Mars
The LoneLY Star || Statehumans AU by NorthXXMERICA
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Statehumans AU ~~~ ❌ WARNING!! THIS STORY MAY HAVE TOPICS THAT DISTURB YOU!! READ WITH CAUTION!! ❌ 📍This story is not historically accurate at all📍 This was made for entertaining purposes only! I'm sorry if you find this offensive! !!!!!SLOW UPDATES!!!!!!
⭐ Outlaws ⭐ by J_Jae_R
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The Mexican American states are a group of outlaw siblings that are wanted dead or alive, especially the oldest out of the group who is known to many as the Lone Star because of the single star that went over his blind left eye. New York is the mayor of a small town and knows about the Lone Star and wants to catch him. ⚠️Warnings⚠️ -Swearing (There isn't a single book of mine without swearing)
batfamily groupchat  by nxghtwing
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the waynes are the most elite family in gotham city. news reporters adore them, villains hate them, and groupchats descend into chaos because of them.
How Texas Lost His Shirt (And Gained A Boyfriend) by Sevenc94
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Fic about California and Texas from Ben Brainard's welcome to the Statehouse series. Just a little ship fic. Disclaimer: I do not own these characters
Bajo la misma arepa by petpeer
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Iba caminando por el parque, disfrutaba plenamente del hermoso paisaje sin distracción alguna, pero marico estaba allí tan cerca, un carro de perros calientes, mano mataría por uno, veo mi bolsillo y lo único que hay son tres pelusas y una chapa. Desilusionado, seguí mi camino pero de repente ¡BUM! un poste viviente estaba parado, justo frente a mi con dos perros, uno en cada mano, mi rostro se ilumino al instante por su belleza, me ofreció uno y lo acepte; en lo único que pensé el resto del día fue en esa alta figura frente a mi.