Fullmetal Alchemist Greed Novels & Stories

"If he wants to speak with Alfred—whoever is orchestrating this—why does Alfred not speak to him so we would know what he wants?" Lilan coughed as she started clearing out the kitchen removing the broken dishes shattered on the tiled floor. "It is greed that has taken over his sense of reason. This evil bastard wants what the Alpha has. His territory, his connections, the pack, and money. If he has everything the Alpha has, he is going to enslave us all. The small packs that have shared an alliance with the Alpha, will be forced to suffer the same fate as us when he has stolen from us. We cannot allow that, Alfred cannot allow that."

To the Golden Pack, it smelled like the only thing worth living for. Ga-chi. Ga-chi. The grinding in my neck vibrated through the silence. The stone had reached the base of my skull, anchoring my head in a permanent stare. I couldn't look Leo in the eye, but I could feel his small, shivering frame pressed against my right side. "Mommy..." Leo’s stuffy voice was a jagged razor. "Uncle Marek’s heart... it’s beating too fast. It sounds like teeth." He was right. Marek, the Alpha of the Southern Cross, took a step forward. His eyes weren't silver-gray anymore, but they weren't the eyes of a loyal vassal either. They were blown wide, the golden pupils dilated with a primal, predatory greed.

"Heh, go for it, kid." "Okay so let's see. In training, we're taught that Kali created everything. True?" Ally watched Salax nod. "Okay. So let's see. Len is pride because he prides his creations over everything. You, hmm....I asked around about you. You have to be lust. The most common answer about you I got was "he'll fuck it if it has a hole."" She smirked at Salax's chuckle. "I think Furo is wrath. Elysium, hm, greed?" She was just guessing but Salax nodded. "Okay so that leaves Veraque. He's envy, right? That's the only one left." "Not bad, tigress. Most people confuse Veraque and Elysium's sin all the time," Salax grinned.

“Depends on whether you give me Jay Turner.” “Going to give you a lot more than Jay,” Gregory said leaning forward across the table. His eyes went from Reid to Jasper, and then he twisted in the seat, scanning all around, before leaning even closer. “There is a third pack in this fucking city. It’s been forming right under both Compton and Morrison’s noses and has been playing your packs off against each other with the goal of getting you to war and destroy each other.”

Nyxia Evangeline has always been an outcast—a Beta scorned by her own pack. After the mysterious deaths of her parents, she lives under the suffocating control of her ruthless uncle, determined to reclaim her family's legacy and run away with the man she loves—a human unaware of the dark reality lurking beneath the surface of her world. But when her secret relationship is uncovered, Nyxia is forced into an arranged marriage with Dominico Lombardi, the dangerous Alpha enforcer of the most powerful pack on the continent. However, something far darker has been forced upon her. Through black magic, Nyxia is transformed from a Beta into something far more rare and valuable. As the dark magic

Rumor had it that he’d traded his soul and emotions for power and strength, they said if you were unfortunate enough to look into his eyes, you’d be dead before the next moon cycle, your heart simply giving up from the terror of being seen by him. He was the perfect match for Clarissa. I couldn't wait for her to realize that being a Queen meant being trapped in a cage with a beast like Alpha Azrael. I hoped he’d look her right in the eyes on their wedding night. After all, what better gift for a stepmother like her than a thirty-day countdown to her own funeral? Man, I’d be so glad to see her gone. I packed the last of my belongings—my own orb, which was as dead and pale as my mother’s, even

“Alpha Devon! Someone said loud enough for me to hear. “What! My eyes widened at his name. Can they just kill me instead. I can’t get sold to the cruelest man in the whole of the Bloodmoon pack.” He stopped in front as everyone stared at him, as my eyes landed on him, I felt bile run up my throat. I couldn’t believe I was about to get sold the most fearful and cold hearted man in the Bloodmoon pack.

for the entire universe. ​"You have come far, Little Gardener," the voice of the First-Seed echoed, the same white-fire woman appearing as a colossal projection in the void. She wasn't just a hologram; she was the Universal Constant of Greed. "You bring your 'Green' to my classroom, thinking you have found a new way. But your Bloom is just a temporary glitch in my Great Calculation." ​"Calculation?" Kaelen spat, his bronze-lines burning a defiant, brilliant gold. "You call starving billions a 'calculation'? You call turning souls into 'Debt-Units' a formula?"

I asked calmly. Greco raised his eyebrows, then smiled, moved closer to me, and took my chin in his hand. “Magic so old and powerful that the gods fear it,” Greco said. "A new ally, an ally I never thought would reappear, gave me the information necessary to access that kind of magic. It was a matter of investigating, exploiting, and accessing a power so majestic that it not only destroys the instruments I intended to use for my plans but also gives me everything I need to achieve my goal."

If looks could kill I would be dead by now. “But then again, Dean did not spare our lives because he loved us or had pity for two girls in distress. He saved us because he was not affected. The guard who released us made us know he was happy we helped him finish what he wanted. And when he discovered that I was Grim's mate he walked into my room and threatened me. Said he would kill me. He decided to take Sandra so that he could become the Alpha. An over ambitious man cannot make an Alpha “