A very tired America goes to another world meeting. What could go wrong? The simple answer, EVERYTHING! America and Russia have had their differences before. But recently the deprivation of sleep and Russia's constant pestering make America snap. America pulls a gun on Russia. A sharp pain in his head appears before everything goes black. He then wakes up in a strange place with "new and strange" creatures. Will he survive? Or will he be swallowed by the darkness yet to come? =================================================================== A/N: Not meant to offend but to entertain. This will not be the best of quality. Will contain RusAme so click away if you don't like it. Spelling and grammar mistakes will probably happen.

This is a Russia x America story for the Countryhuman Fandom. (Posted in 2025) ============== Some secrets are best left buried. One meeting was all it took for America to find himself in quite the bind. One rather touchy Russian tipsy off an insane amount of alcohol who couldn't tell a person from stone. One incident led to countless and with it, a secret that America himself finds becoming harder to hide from the prying eyes of those that care and the few that are more interested in the gossip of the Superpower Country. Unfortunately for them; America was born to lie. He'd done it from the very beginning and he wasn't planning to crack anytime soon.

Russia, a dragon and America, a prince and a human weapon. Following Russia's failed assassination attempt on the Prince's life, America made the outrageous request of wanting Russia, a murderer, to be his guard. Though... the prince seems more than capable of protect himself. There's a secret he's keeping, and Russia doesn't know what. A slow burning romance is brewing along with a bloody future. Two figures with mysterious pasts, and one goal: "Let's start a revolution. You and Me. We'll take over this kingdom." --------------- Prince X Guard + Partners in Crime + Fantasy AU Cover and all art in the book is made by me, do not steal NOT ENTIRELY GEOGRAPHICALLY, SCIENTIFICALLY AND HISTORICALLY ACCURATE Edit (2025) : I started this book over 3 years ago and although I am not as involved in the fandom as I used to be, this creation holds a special place in my heart as I find myself proud that I'm able to create something that provides enjoyment, pain or sadness within so many people. I've grown attached to the characters and have come to see them as more than just Countryhumans. I feel that even after I finish writing this I will keep these characters as ocs. This long message is to say thank you for everyone who's still patiently waiting for the next chapter and I won't be abandoning this book, I am just busy and that's why there are large gaps in updates. Please await the next chapter! #1 #Rusame #1 #Countryhuman #1 #Countryhumans

Enemies to Lovers 💥❤️ He's ice-cold, towering, and terrifying. I'm short, stubborn, and accidentally soft without my glasses. We're supposed to hate each other-and we do. But then things got... complicated. "Size Doesn't Matter (Unless You're Blushing About It)" America talks big-literally-with his tall, tough guy act and oversized sunglasses. But the moment the glasses come off, so does the illusion. Suddenly he's small, red-faced, and absolutely done with being teased about it... especially by Russia. Too bad Russia finds his tiny temper tantrums a little too cute. Ps: leave comments of what I should fix.

Russia's life changed forever when he was twelve. Not when he lost his mother or started puberty, but the night he was attacked by a man who wasn't entirely human. The aftermath left him with heightened senses, an insatiable thirst for blood, and fangs he never asked for. He hated the one who did this to him, who turned him into a fanged freak, but not as much as he hated himself. For five years, Russia has survived on blood bags, chocolate, and the occasional animal, all while suppressing his instincts and the monster lurking beneath. The fragile balance shatters when a new kid named America sits next to him in first period. America's scent is maddening, and his relentless attempts at friendship are even worse. But the biggest problem is that Russia can't let him get close--not when the darkness inside is always one slip away from taking control. America's life has never been normal, because his normal was hunting the abnormal. Raised in a family of vampire hunters, he was trained to track and kill the creatures in small, suspicious towns. But after a close call that almost cost his mother her life, America's family called it quits. No more hunts. They moved to a quiet town to settle down. At least, that was the plan. When a young girl is found brutally murdered, her neck torn and her body drained of blood, America's family prepares for one last hunt. Meanwhile, Russia's family accuses him of the crime and exiles him, claiming he broke the one rule: Don't kill for blood. But Russia didn't do it. Forced to work together to clear his name, America and Russia find themselves tangled in a web of lies, hunger, and danger. How does Russia react when he learns his new friend is a vampire killer? How does America handle helping the very thing he's been trained to kill? And, of course, can they ultimately find it in themselves to stow their shit and focus on the real threat?

Temptation. That's what I am. That's what I always was. Wherever I went, people would stare, gawk, and shrill from my presence. I was noticed. I was accepted. I was in control. However, with us country-humans getting banned from the human world for making human lives more disastrous, my brother and I are forcibly admitted into the U.N. High School where everyone is accepted---not. It's dangerous here, with each passing friendly holding a threat underneath. Maybe I'll call it home or maybe I will make it MY home. And although I love democracy, that's for my people. For countryhumans it's control and that's my first priority when I enter this school. F*ck you UN High! ----- Characters: America (F) Russia (M) China (M) Ukraine (F) Canada (M) Taiwan (M) Israel (F) Etc...