روايات وقصص ضمن Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Opening

“We’ve got it covered. Choose whoever else you want to cause a distraction and lead them into a chase, but us guys are coming into the castle with you.” Pride swelled from the bottom of my chest. "Why? You don’t have to do this, it sounds like the glory is in the North to be honest.” Their smiles dropped. “It’s not about glory. You took us out of the middle of nowhere and gave us a chance. We weren’t Shadowlands before you found us. Now, we have this,” gesturing around the forest in all its war-damaged glory. “It’s a fucking brotherhood man.” Rush pulsed with excitement and pride. “Brotherhood?” I murmured, “That’s exactly what it is,” and started to nod. Finally, a smile broke out. “Let's g

“Give the girl some space.” The male holding Cataleia stared at her right in the eyes before loosening his grip on her waist and wrist. He coyly retreated back, then smirked mercilessly before looking at his brothers. His younger siblings immediately steps back with him, like an alpha telling his betas to back off. They lined up behind the so-called Ajax, who appeared to be the eldest of the siblings. With this information alone, Cataleia could tell that this man was going to be a pain in the arse. Him being the eldest, already meant one thing.

Tristan said. "That's besides the point. It will never happen. I can never leave Jo and Brody. I'm their sister. I am the point of the Hell Fire Trinity Line." She froze, never saying those words since the first time she spoke them. Bracing herself for the hit that didn't come this time. Opening her eyes she was faced with a shock faced, crying Royal Alpha moving to embrace her. "This is a Brother hug. Your brothers do not see that this is what you need. A sister should never be used as a means of getting what the other wants." He pulled away, smiling at the crushed wolf in front of him.

They found the fifth brother in his room and the seventh brother began to speak and said, "Well, fifth brother, you told me that if you get the approval of one of my brothers, you will do what I told you, you will enter and open the door of the invisible dragon. And bring us the legendary treasure, the seal of the body, which can stabilize any fighter at the level of a saint and make him unable to move, and then we stop our father from harming his fighting spirit.” He said that after making his left hand in the form of a fist and holding it with the other hand to show respect and appreciation to the fifth brother The fifth brother asked, looking bewildered and surprised, and said to the eigh

Maia's POV I was dead, but my soul hadn't moved on. I drifted through the world of the living and watched them discover my body in that dungeon—or what was left of it. The sight made me want to scream, but ghosts couldn't make a sound. Silver Wood territory erupted in panic. My brother, Alpha Ethan Wells, decided to handle the murder investigation himself. My chest tightened. He was going to be pissed that I'd caused trouble again. I floated beside my mangled corpse in the inner chamber of the Moon Shrine. Silver blades had carved me into pieces, and I couldn't look away.

His thick voice rolled out, low and dangerous. “What is it you hide from me, brother?”

It was raw, overwhelming, scorching everything in its path. Stepbrother moved with machine precision, his overlays guiding every strike, every dodge. His attacks weren’t just effective—they were absolute, dismantling his enemies with ruthless clarity. And me—I felt the strings surge, snapping outward, binding the guardians with such force that stone cracked under the pressure. I didn’t pull carefully. I didn’t measure. I *ripped*. The courtyard became a storm of violence. And we didn’t stop. --- The guardians fell, one after another, their stone bodies shattering, their blank faces breaking into dust.

The word had slipped out of me before I even decided to say it, and it came out worse than I intended, but my throat seemed barely large enough to accommodate it. It was just as weirdly resonant, just as big, only now it was much larger than it had been before; it was tripled, it was shouting, and every guardian in the clearing froze mid-motion, and every brother, every unfamiliar face, too, turned to stare at me as if the very earth had found its voice. My hands were glowing again. Brighter than before. Bright enough that I could see the light of it reflected in Draven's wide, stunned eyes.

As we embarked on this adventure, a powerful bond formed among us, igniting a collective passion and determination for a future that would be both harmonious and sustainable. "Brother," I whispered, my sleek, wolf-like body gliding against his, a tender touch that spoke volumes of our unbreakable bond. "Let us press on, in our dedication, as we traverse this path. We must stay ever watchful in our sacred duty, for the world still craves our unwavering protection."