Novel & Cerita Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Gluttony

“Is it funny to mock your sister's pain?!” “Well, as her brother, I think I have the pass to do so, but if anyone else hurts her, I will fuck them over, even if that person is my blood cousin.” The way her brother's eyes darkened at his last statement made a half-smirk settle on Glenn’s face before she leaped out of the dining room.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

He mocked her as he ravaged her like a starved beast, with Aria's body bouncing helplessly beneath him. “You want this too, don't you, Ariana? Look at you, fucking your brother-in-law and taking every fucking inch of his cock like the slut you are. Does my brother know that behind that innocent face, there's a little slut who has a pussy so greedy it takes all of me like a little good girl? Does he know that you have such a greedy pussy that swallows me whole like you were born for it?” He tsked, with a hint of mockery in his voice.

Instead, he leans in, brushes his thumb along the corner of my mouth slowly, then licks the smear off his thumb clean with a low, throaty groan. “Delicious,” he murmurs. This perverted man, he means tasting the food from my mouth. I'm about to smile, but my expression freezes when I see all eyes staring at us. How could Brother be so careless? I can't believe I've been enjoying this out in the open. “Hey, don’t worry about them,” he says, taking my hand across the table. “This is wrong.” I whisper. “No,” he says with unshakable confidence. “It’s fate,” he adds, and I find myself unable to challenge him.

But in this moment, I seek not to command your submission but to extend an olive branch of understanding. Satan's grip on the Saber of Wrath tightened, the blade pulsating with a fierce, crimson glow. His gaze, once ablaze with fury, softened imperceptibly, revealing the turmoil within. "You speak of understanding, Asmo, yet your methods betray a darker intent. The Brotherhood died the day you left hell to mingle with mortals, and your attempts to manipulate me only serve to sow further discord."

“I’m practical.” “You’re insufferable,” I shot back. “Yet you keep looking.” I snapped my gaze back to the window, trying to hide the redness on my cheeks. “I wasn’t looking.” “Hmm, sure you weren’t.” I chose to stay silent. God really didn’t make a mistake. There was no way a man could be as attractive and wealthy as Atlas was and not have one single flaw. Atlas's was his ability to irritate the living life out of me.

I said and the door suddenly opened behind me and I immediately went and stood behind Blood breath heavily. “Yes, I will f*cking kill you and eat you!” My brother said. “Why not eat me instead?” Blood said that made my brother glared at him. “Forget it, and don’t start me Blood.” My brother said and went inside again. “What?! I’m tasty like him!” Blood complained and also went inside that made me chuckle. “Let’s try, let’s cut your hand first to taste test.” My brother said. “Your gross.” I said.

"But they're supposed to be siblings, although only in name!" "Oh my god! Has Alpha Zachary gone out of his mind?" Whispers erupted amongst the pack members. Several elders couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, their faces as dark as thunder. "Do you even know what you're saying, Alpha Zachary? This is against the law of nature! She is your sister! Even if she's not blood-related to you, she is still your sister in name! We will never approve of it—" "Did I say I was asking for your approval?" Zachary asked, interrupting the elder right in the middle of his sentence. His Alpha aura exploded just then, causing the elders to turn pale and their legs to turn to jelly. Some of them

And vaguely familiar in a way that made my stomach turn over. Then he stepped under the chandelier, and the light hit his face. The sharp jaw. The scar cutting through his left eyebrow. Those cold, flat green eyes scanning the room like he owned every person in it. My champagne glass nearly slipped from my hand. "No." "What?" Holly leaned in, smelling blood. "That's Liam." The name tasted like battery acid. "That's my brother." Holly blinked. "Your brother? The one in Europe? The disaster?" "He's not supposed to be here." My voice came out strangled. "He's supposed to be gone. I thought mother paid him to stay gone."

I felt his eyes upon me momentarily as my stomach tightened at the possibility of where this was about to go, before he looked across at my brother with a look of disgust. My brother was known to like the ladies… maybe a little too much. This was well known around pack, and beyond, and given the look our pack elder had just given him they were far from impressed with it; but I could tell from the expression upon my brother's face he did not care in the slightest. He was an upcoming Alpha after all, and he had many options, needless to say. So, he enjoyed the single life. In a time now where fated mates were a rarity, taking a chosen mate was as selective as you wanted to make it. Much like o