Irretrievable Love. (Robul) [Hetalia Fanfic]
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 14m
Ongoing, First published Apr 08, 2015
{ It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.}
~Colette

A vengeful vampire by the name of Vladimir seeks to avenge his brother, who was killed by a hunter. Immediately suspecting it to be huntress Elizaveta and soon to be Queen he crashes her wedding in where he meets a young gentleman who would soon change his perspective of life.

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