Fullmetal Alchemist Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

“Try not to let the building keep you.” Then he turned and vanished between two passing students. Amelia looked back toward the mirrored passage. It was gone. In its place stood a plain stone wall with one small symbol carved into the surface: four crossing paths meeting at a dark center. Her mark. Or Waycross’s. She was no longer sure there was a difference.

"You're bluffing." "Try me." Ravencroft nodded. A soldier grabbed Lyra from the crowd. Everything happened at once. Cassian's power exploded. But not uncontrolled. Not rage-fueled. Perfectly synchronized with Adrian's magic through their complete bond. Shadows erupted from Cassian while golden light blazed from Adrian. The two energies merged, creating something new—neither pure demon nor human magic, but fusion. The soldier holding Lyra was thrown back by a wave of combined power. Lyra ran to safety.

Draven said calmly while holding his gaze on Alinta. "Now, as promised, let us be blessed as fated mates," Draven declared and took control over Bellinor, murmuring ancient words. His eyes shone a vibrant violet as a ball of light, the same colour, formed above Alinta. It drifted down like a dandelion and landed on her chest, where her fated mark rested. The light was absorbed into her, causing Alinta to whimper as it dissolved within her. A wave of purple light radiated from her body, and then a beam shot from her mark to Bellinor's chest, where his faded fated mark was. Draven grunted and Alinta screamed through the pain. The deity relished the chaos as he looked at Alinta with wide eyes,

We were stuck there for seconds, staring at each other, both of us, dumbfounded and lost of words. "Hello, Layla" he greeted. He remembered my name, and again, I blushed at the way he called out my name. It sounded so demure and sweetening to my ears. I could feel a strong connection between the both of us. It felt as though there was just more to what was happening between us. I could hear whispers inside of me, a being within me whispering the words, "Mate!" I shook my head in denial. It couldn't be true. How could I, a slave since I came to understand life, be mated to a powerful alpha, the very one I came to spy on and give the necessary information to Alpha Alex?

He always did. Meanwhile, the scene before me takes an unexpected turn. Caelum’s transformation, something that once seemed impossible, unfolds right before my eyes. He finally gives in, embracing the duality within himself: the enchantress and the lycan. It’s overwhelming to behold, a spectacle of raw power and pure magic converging into something beyond what any of us could have imagined.

Zarek steps up beside me, fingers dancing across a small console embedded in his bracer. “Watch this,” he says grimly. The map shifts, enlarges in front of us. The focus zooms in on a realm I don’t immediately recognize, it’s torn., scarred down the middle like someone’s dug a claw through reality itself. There are breaches, dozens of them, scattered like infection sites, raw rips in the veil. He toggles again, and we watch footage from each rift. Creatures swarming, riots in places where magic was outlawed centuries ago, lower fae pouring into realms they should never have access to. Enforcers disappearing mid-transit, their signal feeds going black one after the other.

It was only when he felt the gust of wind did Alfred realize that there was someone in front of him. He widened his eyes. When he saw the person that was in front of him, Alfred's eyes suddenly lit up. He could not help but shout, "Fane!" The tone of that shout stunned Fane. After all, he might have already cut ties with Phoenix Valley, but he was still someone who entered the Whirling World as an alchemist from Phoenix Valley. Technically, he could be considered a part of Phoenix Valley too.

I ended "You and Calix are Alpha! Woah! This is going to be perfect! So did Alicia and Sam, Alicia is considered Alpha when her father died and she has no siblings! Wow! You're so lucky!" Rose beamed eventually. All eyes directed to her. I saw Calix make his way to me. "Calix has Athena, and they'll having their child. I won't be mated with him." I said in firmed but low voice. He stop halfway.

“I have a gift for you, my ex-lover.” Fear instantly spread across the faces of the elders. “Nyra, don’t!” one elder shouted. But it was already too late. Nyra slowly raised her hand toward Queen Aline’s stomach as dark magic crackled around her fingers. “No son born from this bloodline shall ever truly love a woman,” she declared loudly. “Every heir born from Ragnar’s blood shall become a monster… a destroyer of women… cursed to bring pain and death upon every woman who enters his life!” The moment the curse left her lips, a violent thunderstrike tore across the sky. The beautiful full moon suddenly disappeared behind dark clouds while powerful winds exploded through the sacred grounds. Gue

The next hours blurred into a fever dream of sensation. Lucas was relentless but careful. He used his mouth, fingers, and powerful body to bring Ethan over the edge again and again, never fully knotting him despite the Omega’s desperate pleas. Every touch reinforced the new claim,Ethan was his. The Alpha’s rut pressure grew thicker, making the air heavy and intoxicating. By the time the heat wave finally receded into a manageable simmer, dawn light was filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Ethan lay exhausted against Lucas’s chest, covered in marks and sweat, the fresh mating bite on his neck glowing with their mingled scents.