(Y/N), Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert have been the closest of friends since they were tiny little kids. Now, they are older and are soon to go to college. Different colleges. To make up for the time they will miss, they all spend the summer together on a 3 month camping trip. They arrive at the camping grounds, eventually figure out how to set up the tent, and, of course, tell scary stories. Gilbert's story is about a mysterious figure known as "the ranger". The ranger roams the camp grounds that they are at and kidnaps innocent people. (So original, you're going to give me nightmares Gilbert). Antonio insists that this is just a bunch of fables from inside Gilbert's head, but after (Y/N) comes across an unlikely stranger, they aren't so sure. Could this stranger be the ranger? Or could it be someone that they wouldn't ever expect?

You've just moved away from your hometown and into a large city with an equally large highschool. What happens when you meet an adorable and sweet guy, just to find out, he's not as adorable and sweet as he seems? COMPLETED!

Prucan school AU You learn more about the past as the story goes on. The POV changes in each chapter but it's in a pattern that you'll get used to I unpublished this and am rewriting it to make it better. Everything about it will be completely different

I love Xavier

Hetalia x Male Reader Oneshots! This is my first book and I am so happy for the many reads! I do take requests, just comment or leave me a direct message and I'll tag you in it when it's uploaded. (I do regulars, fluff, limes and lemons!) Lots of Hugs, Alex <3 This is a Wattpad book. If you are reading this on platforms other than Wattpad, you may get a malware attack. So please go to https://www.wattpad.com/story/74630835-hetalia-x-male-reader to read it in its original, safe version. Thank you. (Please don't copy, i work hard on these oneshots. Also i don't own Hetalia or you, but i like to say that i own the plot.)

This is an old, outdated crack fanfiction. I absolutely loathe Hetalia because of this fanfic, and because of all the people who STILL comment on it. I don't care about America, England, Russia or any other character. Ships? I don't care. I only keep this up because of nostalgia or some shit, but please let Hetalia DIE

(F/N) has always visited the local cafe to escape and get a little bit of freedom from her life at home. One day when the cafe is packed full, and the chair that (F/N) normally sits on is taken too, she asks whether she can sit next to a man who is sat by himself. Soon she finds herself making a new friend. Hetalia belongs to Hidekazu Himaruya Cover made by Alderheart Any pictures used aren't mine You belong to Italy or yourself If you're sensitive to mentions and scenes with abuse in them, than read at your own risk, I'll put warnings in the beginnings. I hope you enjoy!

Ivan lived a normal life, he was a student, he lived alone, he had a job. He didn't think anything could ruin it. Until one afternoon he started reviving strange gifts. Rusprus/PruRus [with lots of AmeRus in it]

RusCan: Snowy Relationships: a similarity between Russia and Canada? Their climates? It snows? They're big nations? But nothing between to two clearly opposite nations. Canada's young, naïve. Russia is violent and strong. So, how can the two "comrades" become good friends?... Or even more? (Fanfiction based off another, and transferred from fanfiction. Net)