Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Elric Novels & Stories

Xendith A little brief introduction to my brothers before I boil down to the reason why I brought home a mate they couldn't refuse. My brothers and I are quadruplets of which I'm the eldest. The second of the quad is Pliar. Pliar is much more outspoken and headstrong than the rest of us. He doesn’t like being told what to do and what not to do. But who does?. No one likes being bossed around. Next is Cali, the most reserved quad. Most of the pack elders often times wondered if Cali was truly our brother as he was so different from the rest of us.

Elara POV I was screaming his name. Not once and not even twice. I screamed it over and over until my throat burned and my chest ached. My hands felt numb from pulling at him continuosly. “Aldric… stop…please!” He didn’t hear me. Or maybe he did, but whatever part of him usually listened right now… was gone. He was on top of Elton, his knees pinning his brother’s sides, his fists raining down on him with brutal precision.

"Your brother, Aldric is in a terrible condition. The Doctor said there are too many broken bones so the healing process will be slow" "How does that concern me?" Eric asked and the Elder was taken aback for a second. "Information came to us that you are responsible for putting your brother in that state. May I ask why?" Iyaki asked. "I don't know what you're talking about," Eric said simply and leaned against the chair. "So you had nothing to do with it?". "I don't know," Eric said simply. Iyaki said nothing else. He was tempted to bring up Silver but he didn't. All he could do was hope Eric realized his mistake quickly.

"What is this place? I was with the guys. They pulled me back. Now I'm here talking to a ghost? Tell me I'm not dead." Her laugh rang clear and warm, cutting through the mist. "Not dead. Just deep under, where truths hide. Listen close, Avery. The continent's fate rests on your choices right now. You carry the Silver Fenrir blood. But to unlock the ultimate shield, the one that can push back the Council's full darkness, you must accept all three brothers as your true Kings. Damien, Jax, and Ezra. Bond with them completely. No holding back."

"And then meet my father's nephew, who arrived three days ago and also has questions." The first expression that was completely genuine crossed Aldric Vasquez's face. Surprise—real, uncalculated surprise, the kind that bypasses the managed surface and simply appears. "Another child?" "Cael's son. Twenty-two years old. His name is Eli." My grandfather looked at me, and then at the hall across the meadow, and something moved in his expression that I thought might, eventually, become something like joy. "My god," he said quietly. "This family."

Olivia asked “Different mom. The one in SF is my biological mother, Damian’s too.” “WHAT? Wait, you and Damian are siblings?” Olivia looked shocked “Yes!” I answered shortly “How come, I mean the two of you don't share the same surname, for example!” Olivia was curious I smiled, then I said, “Let me continue the story. So, I told you that Anna dated Damian’s brother. He is Chris, and it turned out that Chris and I are twins. When we were born, my dad, who is Damian’s mom's sibling, exchanged me with his dead son and turned me into Davis'. He separated me from my biological mother, from Damian and Chris. I found out about this because of Anna. I dated her for a while when she was working with

There is no one, Victor, because there are requirements for becoming Alchanes," the man replied. To my surprise, I responded to their conversation. "What is happening?" I asked them. The four men looked at me. "You can't go back to your world, Erica!" said Victor to me. I stood up because of what he said. "How can I not return to my world !?" I shouted, asking him. "The ritual of bringing you back to your world will take five Alchanes. If there were only four of them, they would not be able to do it," he answered my question. "Are you kidding me !? Find someone else if your one member dies!" I suggested to them.

The boy swayed, his breath ragged, as if each motion was tearing him apart from the inside. Madison froze beside me. “That’s… my pattern. But it’s—” “Distorted,” Stepbrother finished, his tone stripped of emotion, though I caught the faintest flicker in his eyes. “Elias is channeling through him. Civilian conduit. Dangerous.” Ian’s grin faltered for the first time in weeks. “Kid’s a puppet.” And puppets had strings. ---

“No! Don’t tell me they’ve hurt my sister again,” Garrett said in a trembling voice. “We have to hurry. Cora’s just recovering. She won't be able to take any more injuries.” He tried to help me up, but I refused. I clawed at the ground, letting Ryder take over my body. I ignored the pain in my body as I regained my form. I couldn’t pity anyone anymore. Those who get in the way would be killed. ‘Hold on, Elric,’ the King said through the mind link. ‘Give me time to talk, then you can break in. Control yourself.’

"How did you manage to convince him?" "I asked nicely," I smile. Elric is the Alpha of the pack that attacked Ambrose's all those years ago. He's the one that started the war between the brothers and put the young king in the difficult place of telling his pack they couldn't have revenge. When I tracked him down and reached out, I didn't think he'd respond. But after learning more about him, I discovered he wasn't too much older when it happened. They were all impulsive kids, wanting to show the world they could be as strong as their fathers.