Full Metal Alchemist Novels & Stories

The day of the winter cup finals came rather quickly, 45 minutes till the match, both teams were already getting ready for their games, for how ridiculous their opponent team name was they were intimidating, a team of Elite primes, Alpha type with an Enigma captain, compared to his own mixed team of various sub types Taiga knew they were a formidable opponent.

Her scent is a heavy cinnamon musk---alpha. "Looks like meat," says a male in wolf form standing behind her---massive. A human voice pours out of a mouth of crooked, pointy teeth and thick saliva. A fat tongue slides out of his mouth, spewing hot spit onto the floor. His eyes stay focused on me as he hugs the wolfed female slightly above her waist.

Kaelen observed her hesitation, then added, his tone colder: “The human body is weak, Alma. We must adapt, or we won’t last long here.” He gave her one last look before straightening up. “Rest. I’ll take care of it.” Without waiting for an answer, he disappeared into the darkness of the streets, leaving Alma alone to face her new realities. She still knew nothing about this world, but something told her that Kaelen was only teaching her what suited him. A shiver ran down her spine. She had to stay on her guard. Always. Before it was too late. Alma felt her body grow heavier as fatigue set in. Her mind was still alert, but her muscles protested, too weak in this human form she was just discov

He led us past Jada, who was still dabbing at her eyes with a tissue, and to the in-ground swimming pool. “We’re in a small town in Alpha Lyra’s pack. Technically, the town doesn’t even exist. There are families here with magic that hasn’t been seen in decades.” I pulled my eyes from the crystal-clear water and lifted a brow. “Really? How’d she manage that?”

History was not my forte and I couldn't help it. "Continue with the story, and Iris, shut up." Anne reprimanded as she turned to face Gina. I sneered at her, but hearing the rest of the gossip was more important. "So like I was saying," she continued. "You all know of the Alphas obsession to birth the ultima and I'm sure you are all familiar with the legend of the Pure." "Yes, the Pure is said to be the reincarnation of the Moon goddess." I said confidently. At least I knew this bit of history.

Unexpectedly, Sabrina replied with a faint smile, "Haha, Mister Marshall, you shouldn't rush to conclude. Alchemy furnaces are also classified into different grades, ranging from first to ninth grade, right?" Mister Marshall proudly nodded, "Yes, alchemy furnaces are indeed classified into grades. My alchemy furnace is already an eighth-grade alchemy furnace. Could it be that the alchemy furnace in your hand is a ninth-grade alchemy furnace?" Sabrina faintly smiled and said, "You're right. It is indeed classified from first to ninth grade, but don't forget that they are also categorized as ordinary artifacts and spiritual artifacts. The one you're using, the eighth-grade alchemy furnace, sho

The metsubushi were eye-closers, a devious weapon that temporarily blinded opponents. “Now, alchemy is another principal subject in Wani Academy,” Sasha explained. “In it, we learn how to concoct potions that can heal injuries in hours, not days. We devote our minds to inventing health supplements such as the Ocean Lizard-grappling Elixir, the Ki Detoxifier and the Twelve Meridian Balancer; even the mythical Xian Serum. It’s no wonder some Gym-nins turn into Brew-nins.

Fire Kingdom, The Realm of Red. Present day. The full moon shimmered lustrously above Almera. A wonderful moonlight twinkled against the polished surface of the three objects in the old alchemist's palms. Colorful blue, red and purple fires all through her veins as she dropped them into the ground, pushing at the dust until it makes a nice pile over the three items. She patted the earth sweetly once more before turning away, her long gown skimming against the dirt as she returned to the dark cabin. Her white long silver hair sways against her back as she leaves, never once looking out at the road where Pearl stood from the distant. Lurking in the night.

It honestly felt weird, bearing the Beta title while my dad bore the Gamma title. It was quite unheard of in the history of the Moonstone pack. A luna being involved actively in murder was not something that any pack member expected to witness in our pack, not in our lifetime anyway. The Luna's reason or reasons for killing the Beta was yet to be disclosed to the public, probably only the high families knew; even Darrell didn't know. His father always kept him in the dark about a lot of things, and this was one of them. I have always thought that was a risky way to bring up one's child, considering he would be taking over as Alpha in a few years from now.

This was in fact the first time he smiled. "Hm, you're right, Belphegor," he said. Feeling happy that his lord has been cheered up a bit, Belphegor began to fly around the tall bookshelves. "As you can see, my lord, there are hundreds of books in here, from Alchemy, Mathematics, Magic Understanding, Cooking, and many books written by Master Ainz and Lady Lesithea about their research on Alchemy, Undead, and Chimeras, which led to their final and greatest creation, you," said Belphegor.