Okay this is my first story so it may suck......badly. Sorry if it does anyways: Everyone knows Norway has a curl that floats on the side of his head......though have you ever wondered what that curl did. Denmark was definitely one of those people. He always wanted to see what would happen if he just merely touched or pulled it. Did something bad happen? Something good maybe? Let's find out shall we ~ Warning! Contains Yaoi! If you don't like then don't read. Also may contain some sexual themes or actions....I said may! Not sure just yet~

Spamano Fan-Fiction. Hetalia World Academy AU. Lovino is an angsty little Italian boy that just wants to be left alone. Antonio is a happy go lucky Spanish boy that loves to make new friends. When the two meet for the first time they both have an odd intrigue with each other that neither can explain. After a struggle they become friends, but to both of them something still feels like it's missing between them. Are they truly just friends? Or is there something more stewing?

Our dear Reader has been living most of her life in a mental hospital. She was diagnosed as mentally unstable, but is this really Schizophrenia? Or are her hallucinations more real than her doctors, her parents, or even herself can comprehend? Especially when her alternate reality consists of six males who have deemed themselves her guardian spirits...

You were a normal girl living a perfect life. That is, until your foster parents began treating you like an annoyance. Now you've met Allen—mysterious. Rebellious. Gun-obsessed. But he loves you, and he won't let anyone get between you two. Not even your best friend, Alfred; and especially not your parents. Then he gives you a choice: Him... or them. Who will you choose? [AU.]

Hello! This is where Hetalia characters are shipped to you! Please Enjoy! And I hope you like my one-shots and other things! Warning! This has R18 one-shots. Others aren't really one shot. They have parts. Hope you enjoy my book! Requests are closed for now. I haven't finished the others yet. You can place critiques, but please be careful with your words, my heart's sensitive! And I will be thrilled if you leave comments, I love them because I would know much you're having fun and liking my book. When I will be done with all the requests, there will be a Book 2 of this! Thanks for reading and if you'd like, tell me personally if you love it if you're too shy. ;) That's fine. I don't own Hetalia. Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya. Thanks for all! ~Your Author, Vannah

Arthur has never needed anyone before. He has always been independent, and he liked it better that way. However when fate pairs him with the main object of the schools rumor mill, Oliver, he finds himself suprised and confused by the sweet boy. Soon enough, Oliver's unique view makes Arthur rethink everything he knows about life, death, the world he lives in, and just how far he is willing to go for a thing he doesn't believe in. For a thing called "love."

Living in the world of Hetalia isn't always easy for you. There's America challenging you to drinking contests, rumors going around that China likes you, England's several different personas flying all over the place; plus Romano's been going all tsundere on you and then there's Spain practically beating up France and Prussia just for your attention. Has anyone ever mentioned how good of a kisser Greece is? And what's this thing called a 2P again? Oh, and can't forget Iceland's hidden side that only you get a chance to see. Then Denmark goes all matchmaker! What's that about Norway? He's secretly an in-closet WHAT? A series of: fluffy, romantic, dark, unique, erotic, innocent one-shots-- all compiled into one~! Some are rated PG, others PG-13, and some maybe even rated R. Depends, but there will be warnings posted before every chapter. :) Hope you enjoy! Vote and comment when you're done, pretty please? ^_^ -Celine (:

When Arthur's mother fell ill, his life was terrible. Then it came to the time when his mother passed away and Arthur was sent to live with his Grandmother. There his life was even worse, the only thing that was keeping him from commenting suicide are the Red cloak that his mother left behind, and the emerald green eyes that watch him from the forest.

Remembering the past is something England's brothers don't do often. But when Scotland does so one day he wishes the Roman Empire hadn't taken their runt away from them as a child. Believing that if England had been raised by his older brothers like he was supposed to be everything would have been better. How wrong he was...

It's been years since England last had nightmares. But this time was not an exception. It was the week of a meeting when England wakes with a start. He unsuccessfully tries to keep calm instead getting out of bed shaking. Quietly as to not wake the sleeping American he goes to the only person that can help him like he had for centuries. None other then Francis Bonnefoy.