Fullmetal Alchemist Fanfic Novels & Stories

And…there it is…her leggings with the outline of her enormous, hard dick as clear as day while she flirts with the handsome older man who is currently cradling our future Alpha in his arms and cooing like he is the most innocent soul. They are a beautiful picture, but when Miguel does to blush his knuckles along Lena’s cheek something happens…vibrant red flames with a violet core erupt on a dried shrub just feet from them and when Miguel passes Xavier back to Lena and her attention returns to our future ALpha, I see his eyes flash black and the flames go out. Our future Alpha is a jealous baby with BIG powers.

I felt my temperature rise, and my heart pounded even faster than before. “You heard her, Eagerlow? My Omega has spoken the truth.” Daniel growled in fury. “She’s not yours, Damian.” Damian’s hold on my waist tightened as he stared at Daniel with deadly seriousness. “She is mine. I’ve scented her, and we’ll be married soon.” My blood rushed at his words—when Damian declared I was his. The scenting affected me more than I had imagined, making me confused and resentful. “Fenrison!” Daniel’s rage intensified, his eyes glowing, a sign that his Alpha side was about to take over.

His gaze dropped to my throat, something flashing in his eyes. I stiffened. Slowly, he reached out, fingers brushing against my skin as he pushed my hair back. I jerked away, but he caught my chin, tilting my head. His breath hitched his brows lifting in surprise for a slight moment before a slow grin stretched across his face. Abruptly he laughed out, I could only swallow the bile in my throat wondering what it meant. “So, it’s true.” His voice dripped with amusement. “The powerful Axel, the Almighty Alpha, God’s incarnate is mated to a fragile little human.” he mocked, satisfied with the outcome.

The longing for him filled my dreams, a haunting melody echoing through the night—a reminder of the forbidden love that bound us, even as the world sought to keep us apart. **** The sound of soft stone against glass roused me from the depths of a dream—a rhythmic tapping that beckoned like a distant melody. I found myself in a familiar place—a moonlit room adorned with the trappings of youth and innocence, filled with the scent of parchment and ink. I was not Altair here; I was Vale, the Alpha King’s son, locked away for a crime of the heart.

Victor traced it with his tongue, lazy and satisfied. “Mine,” he murmured, voice hoarse from hours of growling my name. I smiled, stretched like a cat, and felt the bond sing between us—stronger, deeper, unbreakable. “Always,” I said. Outside, the pack howled once—long, joyous, welcoming the new depth of their Alpha and Luna’s bond. Inside, I fell asleep in Victor’s arms, the silver mark glowing softly against his skin where we touched. The war was still coming. But now I carried his claim carved into my very soul. And I had never felt more powerful.

"Standard issue for unrated personnel. Thirty to a room, open bunks. Shared washrooms. Limited power supply. Rations are standard nutrient paste." Chloe's face went white. She swayed on her feet. "No... impossible! I'm..." "You're what?" I cut her off coldly. "I'm... I'm part of your team..." Chloe stammered. "My team?" I laughed softly. "My team doesn't get us all nearly killed over a music box. And my team sure as hell doesn't waste a miracle cure." Liam finally exploded. He strode toward me, his Alpha power flaring. "Elena! I am your fated mate! You can't treat me like this!"

The crystal came shattering down, each segment broken on the ground. I flung the large chunk of the destroyed system part away, staring down at the face of the artifact I just damaged. Images of their moment at the festival scantily filtered into my mind again and my chest heaved up and down heavily as I remembered her words that day to him. She accepted him—Rubyrose accepted him as her fucking mate. She rejected me but accepted him instead. Why? —because he was the Supreme Alpha? Because he was better than I am? "Darn!" I hissed, the pieces of the broken artifacts going off into the air as I kicked them with my foot—each exerted shard, an identity of my frustration.

The mate bond between us is so strong and I can feel everything he isn’t saying. He loves me. He is happy to be alive. And he is healed. Completely healed. For a long moment, it all feels like a dream too good to be true but in reality, it is very true. I close my fingers over his hand on my cheek and I hold both our hands there, my eyes burning with tears. My hands and my whole body are trembling and I am exhausted too, but Fiona is still alive and now that she has no power over Liam anymore, she can’t force me to bow to her and her wishes.

"Elena! I've had enough! Please form a mate bond with me! I'm the one whom you should be in love with!" Aidan immediately stood between us, his silver armor glinting dangerously. "Leo, are you trying to go against your restraining order three days out of jail?" Leo abruptly started cackling, his body shaking involuntarily. "You think you've won, Aidan? In our previous life, Elena knelt before the Moon Goddess altar, begging me to be her mate!" Previous life? So, Leo had been reborn too.

********** The iron tang of blood hangs heavy in the air, thick enough to taste on the back of the tongue. Alpha Kael stands over Aiden, his boots splattered in red, looming like a mountain of muscle and aggression. Aiden sits on the floor, his knees drawn up, clutching the cooling body of his father against his chest. The older Beta’s skin is already turning waxy, the light gone from his eyes, but Aiden can’t let go. His fingers dig into the fabric of his father’s tunic, staining them with the sticky crimson that pumps no longer.