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The hidden royalty Chapter 6 In the following says the Counsel was pleasantly surprised to notice that King Kirkland was spending lots of time with prince Bonnefoy, although he never wanted to talk to him with friendly tone. Despite of that, from more than a week he could often see the king plotting in a low voice with France; sometimes they closed themselves in rooms for hours, only for running through the castle running after someone, or maybe running away from someone, just few minutes later. - Damn you, you're terrible! – Francis was exclaiming at that moment, after checking that nobody could hear him. Arthur stared at the ground

You sat there crying your eyes out. Now he really knew, now he knew what kind of monster you were. ".. W-Where.. what?" He asked knelling down next to you. You didnt answer him; you couldnt answer him. You just sat there sobbing uncontrollably, not meeting his swirling eyes. "Shhh.. hush love..," He said stroking your hair lovingly. "I'm here now, no need to fret anymore.." *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* 2p!England's P.O.V. I stared at the two hideous scars on her back. The were jagged and a fleshy pink, no doubt that whatever monster had done this to ____ took not a second thought of ripping apart the flesh on her back. Who could have done this

Children!HetaliaXTeacher!Reader: Hero ‘Arthur! Stop choking Francis!’ ‘Ivan! Leave them alone!’ ‘No Feliciano! I will not make pasta for you! I’m busy!’ ‘Ugh, no Ludwig, I didn’t mean to make him cry...’ ‘I said leave them alone, Ivan!’ ‘Alfred, don’t climb on the table! ALFRED!’ A loud thud was heard when Alfred hit the ground, after he had tried to “fly” like “super heroes” do. He then started to cry, clutching his arm. Oh, this was just an ordinary day for you, being the teacher of these stubborn, cheeky six-year-olds.

"Hey Alfred~" the cute little nation smiled up at the tall American. "Hey (name)!!" He yelled kneeling down and hugging her. (Name) blushed and giggled. "So how are ya enjoying the nation party?" (Name) looked around at all the nations around the park, throwing footballs, arguing and having a good time. "It's fun!" Alfred smiled at how cute she was. "(Name)!! Come er' lassie!" (Name) saw Scotland calling her over. She quickly said bye to Alfred before running to the Scottish man. "Scottie!!" (Name) squeaked jumping into his arms. "Ahah ey lassie how ar' Ye doin?" She giggled at his accent "I'm great!" Just then the BTT walked behind them soak

MR. CHAIR POV it was a normal day in the castle or so I had thought. Stephano was killing barrels, piggeh was on a pump parade with mayo, and I was siting quietly in one of the library's reading. Well, I was about an hour ago. It was quiet and the next thing I knew I heard groaning coming from the other side of the door so I jumped up and ran into the closet. "damn it! Please don't let bro find me.. I'm still sore from last time" I said while I rubbed the cut on my shoulder. It wasn't long before I heard the bro smash his way into the library "damn! I really liked this library.." "oh Mr. chair~" I heard the bro calling for me as I peek out o

You stand in front of your best friend since kindergarten and crush since last year, Gilbert Beilschmidt. Looking down at your feet you wait for him to react to the news. "Y-You're moving?" he asks in disbelief. All you could manage is a short nod to confirm. "When?" "Today," you manage to whisper out. "Where?" he asks still asking one word questions. "Canada (lets say you don't live there)," you tell him still staring at your shoes. "Why didn't you tell me?" Gilbert asks. You look up at him to see his eyes filled with hurt and abandonedment. "I didn't want you to leave me," you choke out a little louder than before. "I don't want you t

I stood there in shock as I looked back into those cold blue eyes. I felt cold sweat on my face and I could hardly breathe. His eyes seemed to look right through me as he stared. "I've missed you, you know?" I flinched when he spoke up. "W-what do you mean?" I asked as I backed away a little. "I said I've missed. you." he reached and grabbed my arm that was clutching my shirt tightly. "I didn't mean what I said back then." Terror filled within me as he cupped my face and stared into my eyes. "Someone found out and had evidence of our relationship." "W-what?" "She was a stalker of yours. She blackmailed me into breaking up with you so that she

Were!America x Male!Vampire!Reader Chapter 3: Source of nurture . . . . . Peter ran through the mansion of the 'gentle vampire'. Up and down the stairs, through the corridors, across the garden, and under the table of the dining hall. He ran all around the new area. Everything smelt weird to him, it smelled of the dead but of also lavender. He saw Francis singing and prepping lunch, he saw an ice nymph by the name of Emil, and he saw Alfred roaming around by the pond in the garden. The were-cub found himself in a corridor of doors, he walked down looking at each one. One seemed to stand out more than the others, it was a bright maroon