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A hunter in cold snowy Russia starts raising questions about the reasons why his gun takes too much time between each shot , explaining the effect of such a significant and unsolvable problem on his soul and spirit
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God Beneath the Ice
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Say I Love You (Hetalia RusAme)
(Warning kind of gory) Russia absolutely can't stand the sound of America's voice. When America comes over uninvited with a couple of drinks Russia unexpectedly slits America's throat. He isolates America in his home and enjoy's the fact that America can't speak anymore. Although as the months go by America begins to get used to and almost enjoys his forced silence; something Russia can't seem to understand, until he stumbles upon one of America's many written letters. When Russia is trash talked at a meeting he storms out on America during blizzard. They learn that their lonely pain and angst towards the world are not so different.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Fear
Psychological Horror and Slow-burn Dark Romance. 18+ --------------------------- It's been five years since that fateful Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday. The night I was kidnapped. I was held against my will. Tortured. Starved. Broken apart, piece by piece. All in the name of "curing" me. He didn't just steal my freedom. He rewrote the rules of pain, of fear - and then, somehow, of love. If you'd told me I'd fall for the man who ruined my life, I would've laughed in your face. But reality doesn't always follow logic. He's given me this journal and I'm going to write my story. This is my truth. My confession. My war cry. Because what he did to me deserves to be known. --------------------------- THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRAUMATIC CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, assault, systemic abuse, mentions of Domestic Violence and childhood trauma, phobias, blood and gore, body horror, and mental illnesses including severe psychosis. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! --------------------------- Original: 2023-2024 Rewrite: Feb 2025 to Jan 2026 Vaguely inspired by: Fear by Lovelyseok.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
The Hunter's Bane
Many years later, a new group of hunters in a different part of Canada have caught wind of a certain Shapeshifter, wanting to take him and his family in for experiments, they've missed one, a young relative, who is in thirst of blood for them all and will do anything it takes to kill the hunters, and rid them from the entire country, even if it costs her life.
Snow {Russia fanfic}
This story isn't rated R. "Silence fell like snowflakes and we just stared out into the vastness of white." Snow hates winter. That's one thing she likes to clear up with people. Just because her name is that same as fluffy water that falls from the sky doesn't mean she likes it. Snow also lives in Russia. And since there is so much snow, she really dislikes it. Plus she moved to Russia from Sunny California, USA. So when she goes for a walk and loses sight of her dog and ends up getting lost in a snowstorm, what happens. What happens every time. A knight In shinning armour saves the day. But this knight in shinning armour is Ivan and his sisters, and Ivan isn't Snow's ideal White knight. What happens if her parents continue to push her into getting married. What happens when she has some weird times that involve Ivan. Russia x OC I don't own Hetalia, only my OC. I don't own the cover picture. Credit goes to the creator, you know who you are. Take credit. It's a beautiful picture.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Mind Games | Dark Romance
COMPLETED ✔️ "You really want to lose your life?" I snap, pressing the knife until a thick bead of blood appears. Josh doesn't flinch. If anything... he gets harder. "Try me," he says against my mouth-soft, intimate, deadly. For a second, I forget what I'm doing-caught in the way he smells, the heat of his body, the quiet hunger in his eyes. His hand snaps to my wrist, twisting with ease. The knife drops. "Next time you reach for a knife..." His breath ghosts down my neck. "I'll reach for my gun." *** Kate has perfected the art of pretending. At home, she's the innocent daughter, playing her role flawlessly. Beneath the surface, she's a rebel shaped by trauma, driven by a need to control before anyone can hurt her first. When Josh-her mother's new boyfriend-moves in, Kate decides to pull him into her web, expose whatever he's hiding, and push him out of their lives for good. Even though Josh makes her feel things she shouldn't, Kate knows she can't let herself slip. A reserved lawyer with a past he's desperate to keep buried, Josh came into Kate's life because of her. Whatever he knows, whatever he's running from, he's determined to keep it hidden, including his growing feelings. He wants to do the right thing. To be loyal. To be a good person. But when Kate starts digging too deep, Josh realizes he'll do anything to stop her-even if it means breaking her piece by piece.Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Veil of the Fallen
The quest is over. The sword is dulled, the shield broken, and the prophecy left in ruin. The hero has failed, in both battle and purpose. There was no great victory, no triumphant return. Only blood in the snow, betrayal in his chest, and the cruel laughter of the god who sent him. But the hero didn't die. He must return home. (This isn't proof read, just an idea I'm messing with while I have downtime at work)
𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙄𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩 - 𝙔𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 ✓
(As this is an older story of mine, the literacy and grammar within this story is not as polished or skilled as what's recent within my works!) --- "𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" "𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨?" "𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯," "𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰, 𝘸𝘩𝘰'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥." "𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭." "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦." --- As a new nurse at the Psychiatric Ward, one of your assigned patients is Stanislav Dostoevsky. A Russian man with a thick accent, an unkempt appearance and a dark demeanour lingers around him, in a greater contrast to the other patients. It wasn't the silence and distance he held from others within the Psychiatric Ward that was terrifying, it was the intensity of his gaze, the way the glow of the sterile tiles and walls reflected against the whites of his eyes, and just how much he's been observing. --- (This is based on a C.ai Bot I created and its storyline! The characters and storyline were all created by me! The C.ai bot link will be in the author's note within the first chapter along with detailed warnings and such!) ---Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Alone at Winter
When Alex is left behind in the midst of a severe blizzard he has to try to survive the cold hell. With his life on the line and the temperature continuously lowering, he only has a small chance of surviving but he'll do whatever it takes. -Trigger Warning- This story includes gruesome detail, attempted suicide, strong language and sexual content [COMPLETED]Tamamlanmış Hikaye
Sword, Scales, & Tulips (RusAme)
A very tired America goes to another world meeting. What could go wrong? The simple answer, EVERYTHING! America and Russia have had their differences before. But recently the deprivation of sleep and Russia's constant pestering make America snap. America pulls a gun on Russia. A sharp pain in his head appears before everything goes black. He then wakes up in a strange place with "new and strange" creatures. Will he survive? Or will he be swallowed by the darkness yet to come? =================================================================== A/N: Not meant to offend but to entertain. This will not be the best of quality. Will contain RusAme so click away if you don't like it. Spelling and grammar mistakes will probably happen.
❄️ He was sent to kill a cult. Instead, he met a god who remembered his soul. America is a monster hunter-sharp-tongued priest, five-foot-two, and absolutely not here for your death cult nonsense. But when a trap binds him to a forgotten altar, he comes face-to-face with the god they were trying to summon. Russia isn't just frost and fury. He's ancient. Powerful. And disturbingly interested in America. Blood will freeze. Chains will break. And beneath the snow, something impossible stirs-an echo of a love that should have died long ago. ✨ Enemies-to-something-more meets divine obsession in a dark, romantic, dreamcore fantasy filled with teeth, trauma, and fate.
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