A series of Hetalia Oneshots. Country x country or country x reader, lemons and limes are included, requests welcome (I will have to start rejecting some because I get so many or I don't know how to write it). This book will be updated with a chapter every two days. If you have a request you can put it on a chapter or privately message it to me. If I don't message you back saying I've accepted it it means I haven't seen it so message again. I will always tag you if you request, unless you don't want me to.

The stress of being a world super-power is adding up too quickly for America. With inner conflicts that his fellow nations only seem to fuel, he won't be able to handle it for much longer. Book I of III A Hetalia Fanfiction Cover art does not belong to me.

America is the world's number one superpower. We all know that. And to be a superpower, you gotta have a strong mindset. A really strong mindset. Alfred does have that but..... with all the verbal abuse he goes through on a daily basis..... It's hard.... and each insults unravels his strong mindset a bit. Just a little. But what happens when all that unraveling starts to show?

Confedrancy won, America's dead. The United States of America is now the United Confederate States of America. The whole world wants the good ole U.S.A back. France, Spain, and England miss their son, their other former colonies miss their brother. South America want their cousin back. America's old friends want their friend back. So many countries regret not helping America out. The states, provinces, territories, and cities of North America miss their brother. But what about Canada, Maria, and, Diego? Oh them? Yeah they miss their brother, they cried for days, they barely talk to the rest of the world minus their cousins now, they all looked sadder now. But you know what? North America was supposed to be the four of them. Not the three of them and Confedrancy. They were gonna get their brother back, they were gonna do it. Even if it led them to war. Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or it's cannon characters.

He's back. But not like before. For centuries. It had been said that souls had to find peace before moving on. If there was some kind of trauma or unresolved issues then their soul was damned to Earth. Unable to move on. And that's exactly what happened to him. ------------- The tension, the karma was too much, the feeling of being hated was too much. John needed to move on.... but he couldn't.. He needed forgiveness.... redemption. By America and his family. But.... you know.... Maybe after all he did, that had to be impossible.... There's no way he would be forgived... not after everything. Maybe he would just say chained to Earth instead.

• dear my dearest diary • Countries suffer everyday, be it on a local or national scale. Sometimes, however, what they go through is kept silent and locked away in their minds. They're too scared to speak it. They're too proud to admit it. They're too worried to share it. They're too naive to realise it. Two nations have watched from the sidelines, silently seeing everyone suffer. They can't take it anymore. What happens when a journal turns up at a small meeting, and everyone's secrets - big and small, good and bad - are revealed? 《 ☆ ☆ ☆ 》 Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia (cri-) 《 ☆ ☆ ☆ 》 5k reads - 11/03/18 7k reads - 19/07/18

when the world gives you pain, what do you do? you write. this is the story of the nations and their true feelings and thoughts. Also I don't own hetalia.

The Ancients have become increasingly worried for the Nations of the world. It pains them greatly to see their children suffering in silence, so they have devised a plan to rectify this.

A hetalia fan fiction where the ancients have noticed how many secrets their children are keeping and collect all their secrets and diary entries and put them into a book and leaving a note on it saying "just read it... once you do you can leave". Now the nations must finish this book of secrets so they can leave. But also where hell are they? I do not own hetalia ( well of course not ) Pls don't judge my writing it's really bad