A long time ago, my great-great grandpa Felix began a story. He was born in Sicily, when it wasn't a part of Italy, and lived there for while. While going to meet a friend, he saw a beautiful young lady, with long curly hair. He introduced himself, and after a while of courting, they began to truly love each other. Th...
No one expected the disaster. No one imagined the terror that would come to pass. Who could ever do such a thing? It's the horrors we never want to be faced with. Though it is the one thing that brings people closer together. Hetalia fanfiction, remembering the worst and best of times. Cover art does not belong to me.
With one summon from the Prime Minister, England is thrown into the magic community with a task to complete. Spending a few years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to assess the school and it's students and staff. He may need a little more focus to complete the task than he had originally thought. A Hetali...
"Heh, they always called me useless... but I'm glad Turkey didn't. And now, it's time, time to show them what we've got! Are you ready fratello? Then let's join the mafia we used to be in again!" An Italian personification, was so tired of being called useless, let alone even his allies called him useless. It's time t...
There's a side of America that almost all personifications have come into, at least brief, contact with. A side that none would rather pay attention to. A side that most all of them know of, but one they rather ignore. It may just prove to be their downfall. First book in the American Empire series. A Hetalia Fan-Fict...
When a drunk England casts a spell, what will happen to our hero? Can a country,or two, help and take care of him till the next G-8 meeting?
