America has always hidden his true capabilities and great intelligence by crafting a ploy that no one ever suspected. Not even his family has caught on. He wears sunglasses to mask his true intentions and pretends to be helpless in weak so that other countries will let their guard down around him and once they do he gains valuable information. This is how he's survived for so long-- faking it. One fateful day, Russia catches a glimpse through the act , suspects something, and vows to spy on America for his lost Father, Soviet. America quickly devises devises a foolproof plan on how to get Russia off his trail by using his homophobia against him. Well-- he thought it was foolproof. But even geniuses make mistakes when something unexpected comes their way.

America has it all: fame, friends, allies, a supportive family- everything a country could ever want; but, when America's past and guilty conscience catch up to him, America breaks both mentally and physically. As America's relationships, life, and country are crumbling before him, America is left to wonder: is this the end, or it is a whole new beginning? After all, some things are better left forgotten. Disclaimer! This story hints at and mentions themes of death, depression, war, and suicidal thoughts. If you are not okay with or sensitive to this type of content, please don't strain yourself to read my book!

America is a stripper who leads men on and kills them. He gets an unexpected visitor from a VIP member. Something happened and didn't go as planned of what America thought. What will happen next?

The creature slowly walked towards me and I was forced to make a decision. I glanced at the dead broken body of the man and made the decision, I ran. I didn't get far before I was pushed to the ground. I rolled over and stared back at the creature, fear taking over as the creature brought itself closer. It was so close now that I could feel its breath on my face and neck but instead of death, an intense soothing voice sounded in my head... "Beautiful" __________________________________________________________________ Clare, a 18-year old human girl. She was pretty much what you would expect of a girl her age. Trying to save money, have a job, and likes hanging out with her best friend, Stacy. This is not her, well it was up until that night. The night that caused her mind to scream and her heart beating a million miles a minute in her chest. Abhipal, one of the only two male xenomorphs in his hive. His stealth unbeatable when it comes to kidnapping humans. That was his job, to collect humans for the facehuggers so that his hive can grow. This all changed the night he met her. A female human that manages to catch his attention, with her beauty and strength. These two were never meant to meet, but the bond they will have will make it seem impossible for them to be apart. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The book does contain bad language, rated R (same as the movies), and trigger worthy content. Read at your own risk. DISCONTINUED. The idea for "Aliens" rightfully belongs to its creator and I don't own the book cover image either.

Due to Russia and America's mutual hatred and clashing personalities, contentions are high. However, an unfortunate event causes them to become handcuffed together. How will these countries- who absolutely hate each other - manage to cooperate? • This story will contain occasional swearing, written descriptions of awkward moments, weapons, and eventually Rusame. • Cover made by me!

Once there was peace. Where creatures and mortals and monsters lived alongside each other, loved one another. But then there was a murder and war engulfed the lands. Mortals turned on their friends, ripping through their territories and lives, destroying everything they had ever built together. Attempting to wipe out those who they saw as imperfect. Unnatural. Beasts. But they weren't able to wipe them all. The werewolves grew in power, ravaging the forests and mountains, growing and flourishing in the darkness as legends started to swarm, stories and terrifying nightmares that began to haunt the mortals who still continued to live in fear and hate. The mortals saw the werewolves as enemies unlike the angels, the hybrids, the birds. And as much as they tried to defeat them, they were never successful. Until the King of the East Kingdom was given a prophecy. A prophecy that spoke either the death of the Ruler of werewolves. Or the return of peace. But to the King? Peace was never an option. ////////////////////////////////////////////////////// TW and mentions of: Blood, violence, knives (weapons), murder The Ruler and The Hunter Au belongs to @FlameonLeaf Designs (Art and Cover) and Plots belong to @FlameonLeaf PLEASE DO NOT REWRITE THE STORY OR MAKE YOUR OWN VERSION OF IT 1# Rusame - 01/02/21 1# Countryhumans - 01/02/21