Lietbel Histoires

Sveiki! Możecie mi tu zadać różne pytania, ja postaram się odpowiedzieć...! //Mnie też możecie pytać, zapraszam

It's snowing outside! Should you go out? You're (16[+]) years old! Despite your age, you are still a child at heart, so, OF COURSE! As you play outside, you come face to face with a "famous" man. And he's not famous in a good way. What will he do? Will he kidnap you? Destroy your home? Kill you?! To find out, you'll have to read! I hope you enjoy my 3rd fanfiction! -Lily☆

Toris is the co-owner of the bookstore he opened with his best friend, Feliks, and has an encounter with an incredibly beautiful and mysterious stranger.

Lithuania x Belarus

Lithuania x Belarus. A slightly rare pairing since Lithuania's main ship is LietPol and Belarus' most popular one is AmeBel. This book will contain slight HunPol along with some OCs who are just serving as friends along with the other girls.

have no data. Also a possible dump for hetalia ship art etc.

Just a LietBel fanfic that was written by someone with too much time on her hands.

A collection of poems about Hetalia. Different pairings and AUs, generally the same style.

Lithuania:Ask or Dare us (mostly me) anything Belarus:Dare me I'll cut you in your sleep

In which a chapter is devoted to each Hetalia ship and the members of the ship (and me) will rate it. Comes with fanart and is entirely crack. Not made to offend. || If you'd like a certain ship, let me know and I'll do it, unless it's already been done. May include Nyo! Versions if I feel like it.

Here's a compilation of my crappy fanfics. eventually i made a linear story out of it so have fun reading!

Nobody is happy with their current arrangement of living under the same roof at Russia's house. But things weren't that inacceptable, as everyone got used to it after a while. Russia was out that week, but that was nothing but ordinary. The Eastern bloc countries were doing their chores as usually, until something unimaginable has happened. One of them was murdered in cold blood. I suck at writing summaries. Read the fic instead.

Lithuania was hunting one day when his closest friend, as we know her, came into his life in a most peculiar way. Human names used since there is no relation to history in this short story. A Hetalia fanfic.

Lithuania encounteres Belarus and her big brother Russia on a subway by pure chance. Will this be his chance to tell her how he feels? Or will Lithuania go on with his life, afraid that Belarus won't ever notice him. Based off the song "You're Beautiful" which I don't own, just like I don't own Hetalia! ~Enjoy ~AE

Here's my promised one shot book that I keep forgetting to publish XD I do any ships, they don't need to be romance ships either. I won't do lemons in this...

A collection of Hetalia OneShots, mostly involving a ship. I will write about some ships I myself like but I also take requests I will try to upload at least one OneShot per month but I can't promise that I will. Request status : open

The year is 2089, and robots and humans are both basically intertwined. From texting by only using your mind to mechanical beings reporting the news, humans can now do anything they please easily. And that is the same case with Natalia Arlovskaya, a 19 year old stoic girl who soon receives a HESHbot - a House and Exterior Side Helper mechanical being - from her older brother Ivan. But things don't go as they plan as soon as she becomes close to her HESHbot, Toris. (The characters are based on Hetalia characters, which belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. But the rest of the story is by me.)

Elizabeta Héderváry is a female pirate, giving orders in her father's -the captain's- name, until he fell into the hands of the enemy. In order to save him, Elizabeta and her friends must undergo a task that almost seems impossible to accomplish, making them face dangerous situations: the Royal family and the Sea. Multipe POVs and Multiple pairings (Pruhun, Lietbel, Asakiku/Asasaku) Hetalia and its Characters belong to the rightful owner Hidekazu Himaruya. Plot and the occurring OC's belong to me.