Harper Irwin to most is the sweet, caring, energetic girl from the land down under. Yet for her, she lives in a world of solitude. Building walls around her heart and mind after events unspeakable, she keeps hidden away from anyone and everyone. Her only pure happiness besides her sweet pet, is the dreams she has had for years. Of times long past, both ruler and warrior, she dives into the world of Japan, just to wonder who the warrior within the dream is. Once in Japan, she finds herself on more of an adventure of mind and heart than she ever thought possible. Book seven of the Capital Series. All rights belong to it's original creator, others belong to me.

For Nora Henry, being in the shadows was easy. She was ignored and safe there. No harm could come to her as long as she stayed that way. The only time she came out was when the big businesses needed her to protect their companies from others. But as the voices speak through her mind to go to China, she slowly find out why she is needed there more than ever. This is book six of The Capital Series. All rights belong to their rightful owners and the plot and girls are mine.

For years, Marie Brown was one of the toughest, roughest women on the streets of Boston. Everyone knew she was a force to be rekoned with but none knew the pain that laid beneath her skin. She did what ever it took to silence the voices and visions along with the heartbreaking pain but nothing silenced it. Until she is sent to German to help the soldiers of the UN and only then does she fall deep within the German culture and a certain German that takes her off her feet. This is a continuation of my Capital Series. All rights of Hetalia belong to the awesome creator that he is and the capitals, extras and plot all are mine. Enjoy :)

Juliet Reeves was what people would consider the boisterous, outspoken nurse from New Orleans that had her no nonsense attitude out all the time. But behind closed doors, she was sky, quiet, and most of all, fearful. From her dreams to the fear of hands of past, she makes her way to England in hope to find the truth behind her dreams and the man named Arthur. This is a continuation of the Capital series of mine. All Hetalia characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya and the others are my own.

Amber Mercer wasn't was most people would view her as. The strong, intelligent, brave-hearted woman was shrouded under a dark cloud. She threw most of her better places away and turned to exotic dancing in order to obtain easy money, but very little knew that it went to the Indian Reservations she called home. She wanted to better them and yet learn of all the women she saw in her dreams. Without seeing much light at the end of the tunnel, Amber just accepts this fate...until a handsome stranger stating to be her hero, comes and shows her the real world. This is my third installment of the Capital Series, all OC characters and plot line belong to be as the Hetalia characters belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. Enjoy!!

Lily Connelly is a strong-willed Londoner, one that never stood for less. Always making sure everything was perfect. She was top of it all, class, career, and money. Yet she felt empty, wanting answers to her dreams. She hears him, day and night. His soft crying turning to painful wails; the whispers only adding to the mystery. The dreams itself were haunting. To find the answers she hoped for, she moves to the large country of Russia, praying that the whispers that taunt her to come to the Mother Land. Once there, she finds herself in a difficult moment only to be rescued by a man that questions her very soul. This is part two of my stories, The Capital Series. To understand more, please read The Heart of France. All characters belong to their rightful owner, Hidekaz Himaruya.

All her life Brie Roux was haunted by the same dream, one that reached deep within her very soul, only to wake the next morning covered in small burns and cuts. There never was an explanation to what was going on with her, all she knew they started after her trip to Paris. Finally moving to the City of Love and Lights, hoping the solution waits there but only to find dead ends, that is until a handsome stranger comes along and is able to quiet the nightmares away. Could he be the key to end her nightmares or is there more to her than she knows? This is a fanfiction with my OC and France or Francis Bonnefoy, I've always had an idea of why he is the way he is and this is just my way of showing it, so enjoy :)

Chloe Callaghan has always been the adventurous one of the small village she called home. Orphaned as an infant, she never knew the true term of family's love as she ventured the world, attempting to follow the dreams of the women that speak of the ancient lands that history itself was truly founded on. Yet once she finds herself within the Italian ways, she find more things there than she could have ever prepared for. The final book, Book eight of the Capital Series. All rights belong to the great Hidekaz Himaruya as the girls and plot are mine.

Darkness. That's all Katyusha Volkov has known all her life. It was almost a comfort as she found the strange melody of a song hiding within it. But outside of it, was turmoil and hell. No one wanted a useless girl, especially one of her kind and issues. So when the song she hears speaks of the Nordic lands, she makes her way to the country it calls most, just to find more than just a song. One of the many shorts to come of Nations and Capitals. Note this takes place during book five, The Touch of Germany.

For years Siobhan Wiland had suffered under the hand of the watchful eye of the world. She had to be what it wanted, the image that everybody wanted and dreamed, but for her, it was an eternal hell. Yet her only escape was her dreams. Powerful women that took no excuses and carried their heads high were her idols, but when she is told to go to Scotland and find them, it's then she realizes there's more to her life than she presumed. Another short of the Capital Series, taking place between Book 6 & 7. All rights and reserves belong to their rightful owners. Enjoy.