Full Metal Alchemist Novels & Stories

"And then he fought against all the gods and..." "...and then he was cursed by the moon goddess and all her disciples to roam the earth and feed on his friends and families and everyone he ever comes in contact with." "Yes." She said. "How does this relate to my sickness?" I asked, as I became more annoyed by the minute. "You're the cursed Alpha." She said. "You're Alpha Kopis." I was astounded. Then, I couldn't control it anymore. In seconds, I was on the floor laughing out my lungs.

She's a bestseller, especially this masterpiece, this one where she, Maiden, transmigrated right now the "Elementals: Burning Metal" She remembered that this story revolves around the feud between kingdoms or Houses. Their feuds began when the west House Zirec began monopolizing the ingredients in forming the strongest metal, Zoiden. Zoiden, as the strongest metal, is used to make different battle equipment such as swords, shields, etc. The house of the north--- House Minders, as a mining kingdom, supplies the raw materials to House Zirec, and that in hand concludes that House Minder's involvement in the Monopoly. The house in the East and South, which is House Edame-- where Pheia lives, and

Amy smiled a little as she ran her slender fingers across Agent Hernandez’s chin. Agent Hernandez chuckled. “Yeah, that’s right. You call me Astro Boy because I’m a Counterfeiter. Technically, I’m half-human, because my mom was born human and an AI company called Life X Incorporated manufactured my dad. So I have a little human and machine DNA. I’m a half-breed Counterfeiter.” Agent Hernandez kept chuckling as he helped Amy remember who he was, along with other things.

The lorth magician and the alchemist were the only ones left, and the alchemist had been useless in the fight since it began. “What dose of mutagen is this? He is more beast than man?!” The lorth mage asked his alchemist. “I'm not familiar with this elixir; it must be his creation,” the alchemist said. The lorth mage asked rhetorically, "What are you good for, you moron?" The cloud dissipated, and Rhaizen Gale emerged. His arms had ripped his shirt sleeves and his legs had pulled his trousers apart.

“What about? If I may ask” “About this victory, about our redemption, about everything this entire pack had been through. It’s overwhelming and I just want to believe that this isn’t a dream” I reminisce and a solid smack lands on my left cheek. I look at Ella utterly stunted with my eyes wide open. “What was that for?” “Just a wake up call. This isn’t a dream.. You fought that battle and you won. You just redeemed your subjects from tyranny and now you are the great Alpha you are supposed to be. This is reality” She explains and I nod my head as I smile.

However, its light beam was exceptionally strong! Then, as the rune light beam continued to spread out, it finally showed a very mysterious character-"Alchemist "! "What!" When they saw the rune light beam clearly in the void, countless martial artists' faces suddenly changed and they all let out a cold breath. "My Alchemist Alliance will never fear any enemy!" Luo Shui's voice soared into the sky! "This is the Alchemist Alliance's summons!" After a long silence, a martial artist opened his eyes wide and told the origin of the rune light beam.

The next day, chaos erupted in the Imperial Chaos Dynasty as news spread that a young man in his twenties had become a [Saint-grade alchemist] in the City of Wind. The strangest part is that no one knows where this young man came from or where he is now. However, many powers are secretly investigating.

she finally looked him in the eyes. There is vulnerability there, sadness and confusion. "Who?" it doesn't matter. Even though love is not a sin, emotions are not a part of an Angel. They should stay neutral. Her sin is that she loved a demon. "Azzazal" his eyes widened. They can't be together. Azzazal is the next lord of the Underworld and she is now a human. Even she must know that. Althea is pure, innocent to this world, but she is not stupid.

He wasn't going to die. As a physically healthy, fully realized immortal, Malakai’s body would instantly regenerate whatever blood he lost. His heart would keep pumping, his marrow would keep producing, and his veins would keep refilling. To the new leader of the blood-born, Malakai was the ultimate prize—a never-ending, self-replenishing blood bag of pure sustenance.

"Please, save my fated mate. He's infected with Deadblood." The alchemist let out a harsh cackle. "I can cure him. But how will you pay? My help isn't cheap." I looked up and met his eyes. "I'll give anything to save him." The alchemist looked me up and down. A creepy smile crept onto his lips. "Alright." "As a pureblood, you have the ultimate gift. You have immortal regeneration. You're tougher than most, and you heal faster." "Let's make a deal. I save him. In exchange, you give your immortal regeneration to me."