(Eight part story) You looked up to see that your room was completely painted in black, but the words written in red were gone, along with the voices. You shakily got to your feet, thinking it was over with. You were far from right. You looked towards the doorway to try and escape your horrible room. Your eyes immediately widened, filling with tears. You backed away, finally giving up and completely letting your emotions play across your face, despite who was standing in front of your door with a knife in her hand. (I don't own you, Hetalia, the picture, or Sweden. I own the storyline.)

Have you ever wondered if that feeling of déjà vu ever meant something? That feeling of already meeting some one? Maybe,it isn't just some superstition. One seemingly normal trip to the super market could change your whole life. You had never thought of all the possibilities of going to get groceries, they seemed pretty predictable. You could go home and eat bacon... or you could be sent on the most unexpected journey since The Hobbit! After a tragic accident, you were orphaned and forced to live your life alone. You never had many friends due to your fear of being abandoned. But, what if I told you, you had the best friends in the world, and never even knew it? Unfortunately, Finland will not be included because he really wasn't involved with viking affairs. I'm sorry Finny fangirls. Thank you for taking your time to read this. I really appreciate it and I hope you enjoy!

You are a new country,living in Mr.Russia's house.He is really scary to you so you don't question him.You are also a Baltic country,but you guys are like strangers to each other,you being more from the Caribbean side.*sigh*Good luck Reader!

Walking through the dark alleyway wasn't a good idea on your part, especially when a man kidnappes you. But you survive unlike all of the other unlucky victims of this man. Will you fall in love as he does to you? Or will someone try and stop this love from growing any further?

An artist surrounded by wildlife, hated by the community she lives in except for the selected few. She searches for inspiration in the forest know as her back yard. What happens when she stumbles in to a certain Canadian or should I say he stumbles into her... even after she helps him , she's never given a name. causing the question to start to repeat in her mind 'who was that man?' warning there is spelling mistakes in this story unfortunately because of technical reasons with wattpad I can't change them.

I can't reveal anything here but expect some kind of twisted stuff!From Cupcake-Senpai with love!<3

Admin: heey ask and dare Nikolai! He needs some friends Nikolai : No I don't! I only need Big sister!

-DISCONTINUED- Your grandmother told you many stories of the nations. Your favorites were the ones including the snow country, Russia. *I do NOT own Hetalia or its characters*

The world is quite a cruel place, the personifications of each nation is well aware of that. You soon find yourself engulfed into a new reality; a reality dwelling with those personifications. Eventually old memories resurface shaping the keepers into new forms. A single sunflower wilts away yet it's the very end of his world. If only those around would've understood, then perhaps this wouldn't have been such a destined fate...