Alfred F. Jones is the ringleader for his circus full of spectacular acts and so much more but the thing is; he needs kind of a loan but the banks already need him to pay them back. How can he get money without any banks? Easy. He needs to find a rich gentleman in the crowd and make him fall in love with him until he gives him money. But...what if he actually does falls in love with his prey?

A UsUk cardverse, where the Queen Of Spades has yet to be found. Arthur lived a normal life in the Diamond Kingdom, with one of his brothers, Jett, becoming the Ace Of Diamonds. That leading to the King Of Diamonds, Francis, visiting their house and growing deeply infatuated with Arthur. In the Spade Kingdom, the King Of Spades, Alfred, go out on another journey trying to find his queen, the one marked with the mark of the royal family. His journey starts in his own kingdom and goes from there. Arthur Kirkland, the one who bears the royal mark of the Queen Of Spades, only one other person besides himself knows that it's there, and plans to keep that fact hidden from the King Of Diamonds.

A long time ago there was a Queen. Ding. He was the Queen of Spades. Ding. He adored, cherished, and loved his kingdom. He would give his life for his kingdom. Ding... Although the kingdom however, did not feel the same.

England and France have been two superpowers that have constantly been at each other's necks. But there is more to their feelings for each other than either will ever admit. Not even to themselves. Not even when they cry out the other's name when there is no one else... Mostly following England's PoV, as he wonders what he truly means to his enemy. (I change PoV later) #FrUk #Hetalia

There are three days, out of 365 days, in which Arthur James Kirkland secludes himself from the outside world. He was perfectly content locking himself in his bedroom for these twenty four hour increments, and sulking in the all too painful memories. Unluckily for Arthur, as soon as a certain frenchman discovered this, he vowed to put an end to it. This, dear reader, is the story of how every year, on July fourth, the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland is dragged, very much against his will, to spend his day with Francis Bonnefoy. But maybe...Just possibly... He enjoys these days a trifle more than he lets on. Warning: This fanfiction includes a tickle war, snuggling, extreme fluff, & a very drunk Iggy

In a world where when you turn 18 you stop aging until you find your soulmate. Poor Feliciano has waited a century Based off something I saw on tumblr

everyone knows Hetalia from Veneziano's side, but what about Romano? where was he during all of this? this is Romano's diary (that I may or may not have stolen from his bedroom) it is will of photos and stories of him growing up with Spain (warning, Spamano, GerIta, PruHun, and depression, you ha been warned Hetalians)

Alfred is finally old enough to go to Illvermony School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, when his parents decided to move from America to the UK. Of course he was slightly upset, but he tried to make the most of it for himself and his twin brother, Matthew. Apon arriving at the UK's wizardry school, Hogwarts, he meets a boy his age, who is put into slytherin, while he is put into gryffindor. He istantly made it clear that the boy would be his rival, but what happens when years later, this boy seems to be much more... interesting. --- Note: The concept of Pottertalia is not mine, but the plot is. The art I use does not belong to me, please credit the original owners. I will be jumping between this story and a cardverse story as well if you're interested in it. I hope you enjoy!

In which the cold Commander with an iron heart falls in love with you. [This book is currently being edited, so if there's any mismatch or incongruity, please excuse it! It will be fixed as soon as possible. Thank you!]