Envy Fullmetal Alchemist Gender Novels & Stories

It seemed like she had been through a whole lot. "You didn't deserve that" I comforted her "Sorry that happened to you" She shrugged "I'm used to it, I guess. Tell me about your pack" "My pack is different from here. In my Lycan pack, we believe in equality. Women are treated as equals in every sense. Many of my noblemen are actually women, and my Beta is a strong female warrior. We value strength and intelligence, no matter the gender." Elise’s eyes widened in surprise.

“You did well, kitten.” “Is it a boy?” I kept my eyes closed as I waited for his response. All this time, I still kept within me the fear that Eros might have tricked us with the ultrasound and would still switch his gender. “It is. A male Alpha heir, Amara.” Jace answered lovingly. His hand brushing the stary hair off my face. My shoulders shook as I let my emotions rush through me and Jace embraced me into his arms. I should have never doubted Eros. Despite not having a physical heart, he indeed had one.

One of the warriors named Michael suddenly said. My ears pricked and I looked at him. "Who?" I was curious to know who they were talking about. "The Alpha's daughter, Lady Renata. Although we don't know if she's a girl or a boy. She's very beautiful but her clothes are very masculine and her chest is flat–" A low growl reverberated from my chest as inexplicable anger surged within me. I didn't care about the girl. But that didn't give them the right to insult her like that.

It can only be seen by those that are born with the blood of the beast and it will also change the woman’s rank to that equal of the man. It sounds sexist I know, but within our species men are stronger, the providers and protectors. Women are the care givers, usually analytical people and nurturers. Most men tend to become warriors while most women train to be nurses and doctors, it is just within our nature to be this way. Yes, there are female warriors, good ones too, we’re not prejudiced and any beast can attain any rank except that of Sire and Second Commander. Your beast will change in colour as your rank changes within your lair and we do this by ceremony.

“Boys, this is your brother’s mate. Her name is Elena. She’s a gamma female from Silvercrest.” I scoffed quietly and leaned back in my chair. Suddenly I wasn’t hungry anymore. And through the twin bond, I could feel Elias’ emotions too. Jealousy, bitterness, and anger. We were both pissed as hell.

"That was dangerous." "That was SMART. You didn't wait for guards. You didn't wait for Lord Cassian. You protected yourself." Her expression turned serious. "Everyone thinks girls and soft boys need protection. But you proved that's stupid. anyone can be strong if they know.. how." Adrian felt something warm in his chest. "You're right. Strength comes in many forms." "So teach me." "What?" "Teach me to fight like that. Father says princesses don't need combat training, just 'grace and diplomacy.' But you're a prince AND you can fight. Why can't I? or is this because I'm a girl? Is being born as a girl my biggest mistake?"

Aedan I'm pregnant? What the fuck? “That's impossible, doctor“ I argued. “I can't get pregnant“ “Do you think it's impossible for men to get pregnant, Aedan?“ Doc asked. “I know it's not impossible but my point is, I'm not an omega“ I clarified. “I'm a male kitsune“ Doc Eni appeared deep in thought, “Are you sure about that? When last did you check your secondary gender?“

“How did that whiny, weak wolf get lucky enough to land a she-wolf with Alpha blood like Rebecca? Switch their roles at birth and I swear, she’d be the Alpha. Edward? He’d be a damn F-class omega. Or lower.” Another voice joined in. I thought the first comment was harsh and cruel—but this one... this one scraped something deeper. I don’t even know where to begin unraveling the shame coiling through my chest. It wasn’t just a cruel insult anymore—it was the reminder of what the whole city already whispered behind closed doors. The weak heir. The unworthy mate. And F-class omega ?. I scoffed inwardly. That wasn’t the insult they thought it was. I don’t look down on omegas.

Elena felt the heat of King Ethan’s fingers against her chin, a sharp contrast to the biting mountain wind. She did not flinch or pull away. Instead, she met his intense, golden-brown eyes with the same steady, analytical calm she used when monitoring a volatile chemical reaction. "A rank is just a label given by those who can only measure power with claws, Your Majesty," Elena said, her voice quiet but entirely unyielding. "My chemistry works exactly the same whether I am an Alpha or an Omega."