Andorra Stories

It has been three years since Nafre was first transported to Andorran soil. In that time, her life has been torn apart and remade in equal measure - from the terror of her kidnapping, to the fragile joy of bearing her first cubs, to the devastating loss of a mate. Grief did not leave her gentle. Nafre begins making choices that will forever alter the course of her life - and the lives of her family. Lines once unthinkable to cross grow faint beneath the weight of rage and destiny. Yet her journey is far from over. And so are the ones who surround her.

Ask or dare my Hetalia OC, Andorra!

I loved this day and the photophoto's i took

The life of a royal is never easy especially when you're trying to hide from the world ft. Fernando Torres

Yet another cliche summer camp with the Hetalia characters and some GAP!Hetalia OCS at the background! Andorra and Portugal gets dragged in summer camp by their overprotective brother Spain, meets new friends and make crazy shenanigans happen!

Andorra's version of Marukaite Chiyuu

Who are the real monsters? Aren't we all a little different? Something about these 6 children just seems off... What could it be? !Trigger warnings!: Death, gore, sexual assault and mentions of depression and suicide. If you have any issues with anything mentioned here I advise you to leave or to read with caution. Cover art is mine, as is the story.

Everyone has a unique story. No experience is the same. Every life matters. Every hour counts. Down to the last second. They're ordinary humans, just like you. And they all have a tale to tell. - This account is under the control of two writers. This one-shot book is a collaboration between @eremeunjungoo and @jem_on_fire. The stories will be labelled with the writer's name so you know which story belongs to whom. Enjoy~

Excerpt There were several girls around me; all from the individual capturer's country of origin. We had no recollection of how we got here and why we were numbly seated at a intricately designed, mahogany table in the cramped, dim lit room. Communicating between each other had proved ineffective. Even though we appeared to all be from European countries, our lack of bilingual talents made it hard to decipher what has happening to us all. My little knowledge of the French language enabled me to have small conversations with Delphine across the room; but no matter how hard we tried, things always became lost in translation and we could never conjure up the words to find out the purpose of our presence here in the small country of Andorra. However, it didn't take a rocket scientist to analyse us all and evaluate that we had been taken hostage in this foreign place. I needed to escape but firstly had to discover how I got here and why my mere presence was necessary at this exquisite table in this unknown land. But more importantly,I had to find out where the key had gone to; if not my life would be at more jeopardy than what it was now. My first ever novel, so please be kind ✨ Regular updates