Romans & histoires Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Gluttony

Giovanni said in an annoyed tone. “Fine, you want to be a whiny bitch about everything concerning our mate, fight me for her, the last one standing gets to be with her,” he said, causing his brother to turn with a frown on his face. “Don’t be ridicu- The silent room was suddenly filled with the sound of shattering glass as Genesis kicked his brother in the stomach sending him flying back and onto the glass table in the living room. Giovanni lay silently on his back before his head shot up and he opened his eyes to reveal his glowing pupils. Growls rumble against his throat, and sharp nails grow out of his fingertips.

I want to toss Atkins off the balcony, shooting him in the back as he falls to the floor below, but I manage to keep a grip on myself by a thin thread. My authority questioned and the night ruined … this was a bad plan. “Leave, all of you,” I growl, my eyes blazing with fury. “Take him out of here, Sean.” Sean hauls Alfredo’s away by his collar, and they quickly leave the VIP area. Fatima has long since disappeared. I watch them go, feeling a chill run through me. The old Alvrado brotherhood oath repeats in my head like an earworm—You care for no one but the Alvrado’s brotherhood , and you shall love none other than the Alvrado’s brotherhood . That is the way of the brotherhood , and I’m det

" These brothers came out from the same mother. One a useless and a complete waste and the other the chose one! No body is blind not to see how the emperor doted on him." Tickling! " He has nothing... nothing but the face, and only the face." " Maybe his brother face he has and the brother protection! is the reason why the useless brat is alive...! Tickling! " HE IS NOTHING WITHOUT HIS BROTHER...!" Chrush! The plate slipped slip from the loose hand of the grown teeneger. The tomatoes splash on the floor releasing it foul odour and the bread on it. Am nothing? Blood drip for the wound he infected on him but he didn't seem, like it notice.

Forbidden things are so sinful and that makes them sweeter than legitimate ones and that's what I was chasing. “Tell me, my sinful sister in law, how about trying it with me?" He asked and instead of answering, I started undoing the fasteners on his sweatpants and he moved away as he smiled and then bent again and within no time, he started sucking on my clit. One moment, he would suck on it and then another, he would fuck me with his tongue and it was heavenly. I held his head as I guided him and I was getting used to the feeling and I knew that I shouldn't because Roman was my brother in law and this was forbidden.

He was laughing at something the man behind him had said, head thrown back, and the sound of it—that warm, reckless laugh I'd heard from the treeline—confirmed what I'd already suspected. This was the brother. He saw me before I fully registered that his gaze had swept the room and found me immediately, with the tracking precision of a predator and the curiosity of something entirely different. The laugh faded, not into anything cold, but into something more concentrated. His eyes—lighter than Dominic's, a dark amber that caught the light—moved over me with an assessment that was nothing like his brother's controlled appraisal. This was hunger. Barely masked, almost impolite in its frankness

I raised my head, my chest tight with an indescribable pain. "I can't eat this," I said quietly. Years of being force-fed silver-laced potions at the rehabilitation center had left my digestive system extremely fragile. Many foods were now off-limits to me. Before, our family table never included things I couldn't eat. Now, almost nothing served was safe for me. My brother—he didn't seem to care anymore. "What do you mean you 'can't eat it'? Selene prepared it especially for you. Don't be ungrateful. Eat the meat." His voice had that dangerous edge I knew too well.

he spat at the intruder. "I'm here to bring you back to reality, brother. You've been starving yourself for weeks, too afraid of hurting your little pet, and taking a small bite. Even though she is a fountain of delicious phantasmal blood. Really brother, I didn't think that you'd fall so low as to love a Pe-." "SHUT YOUR MOUTH, SCOUNDREL. If you ever suggest such a thing I will not hesitate to kill you!! Even in my current state, I can still destroy you!!" he warned, summoning his sword and pointing it to his brethren.

“It’s okay. You’re busy, I understand. I…I’ll see you later.” I took her hand when she tried to walk past me. “Tawnie, this is my brother, Galen.” She turned toward him, and he held up the pizza again. “It’s meatlovers.” She glanced at me, and I knew exactly what she was asking. I pulled her close to my side, smiling at my brother. “She’s my mate.” Galen frowned at me. “We’re rogues. We don’t get mates.” I rolled my eyes. “We’re marked.”

he gave Ricardo a handshake. His Mother led me to the dining room and gestured for me to sit on the chair next to the one Ricardo sat on. His grandmother was now sitting too and I was between both Ricardo and her. “Welcome” it was a calm voice this time. I looked to the direction it came from and saw a young man with dark blonde curly hair. “This is my brother Luca. Luca, this is Odessa” He looked awfully familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before.

"I really underestimated you." Matt laughed. "Who would have expected you to put the poison in his food." But I didn't care about his mindless praises. "What about my brother?" Matt looked at me and turned around. He dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a crumbled piece of paper, and tossed it over to him. I unfolded the paper, slowly reading the messy words on it. "A star forever shines the brightest." I immediately understood what he meant but there was something else on my mind. "You read it..."