Fullmetal Alchemist Maes Hughes Novels & Stories

Jhoanna’s voice cut through the air, but I wasn’t listening. This man was too close. Too familiar with her. And my mate was standing in the middle of a battlefield, covered in blood and breathing hard. Some of our warriors are spent, but I’m glad no one died. My claws pressed into his tunic. “I’ll ask again. Who on Goddess’ name are you?” His silver eyes flickered, irritation briefly crossing his face. Then, just as quickly, the smirk returned. “Relax, big guy.” His voice was smooth, but there was steel underneath. “I’m Mael.”

I ask. He laughed softly, "His name was Hugh Markus Hughes, Alpha of the Blood-Rose Ash Pack." What? Jack's mom was Michael's mate. Oh, my God. "Who else knows this?" My eyes harden. I can't pity him. The next step after pity is supporting. "Me, Markus, Jack, Philip, and now you." Julian informs.

Young master Chapter 48 Welas and Alberto Mose enter the cellar, to torture Marvin, who they think is William. Marvin's face was covered in black cloth, and Welas quickly opened it. “Hah….” Compassion and Alberto were both shocked. "Who are you?" Welas asked. The man named Marvin looked up weakly. "I'm Marvin, Mr William's assistant." "Who told you to come?" Alberto snapped. "Master William, because he is visiting Fantasy Land, to meet his woman. So, I was asked to come here, replacing his business with meeting master Alberto Mose."

Even though she was confused, still managed to get inside the car. Alcot turned around to the other side and climbed up to the driver's seat. Then he started to the engine and drive the car away. "You owned this vehicle?" Maia questioned. Her best friend nodded. "Yes. I am the twelfth ambassador, Mai. I can have anything that I wanted." "Sometimes I almost forgotten that you're an Alpha. You're too different than them," she commented. "That's because I'm handsome and a way lot younger than them," the joker chuckled.

After eating breakfast Athen and Hugo headed to Hugo's friend house, "Who is this friend of yours" asked Athen, "Well his name is Markus, we served in the army of Shogo together" said Hugo smiling "We can trust him, he also hates Balak just like us", "Why does he serve him then?" asked Athen with curiosity, "To feed his family one must even do things he hate" said Hugo.

Max started smiling mischievously as I raised my eyebrows. "I'm Alpha Logan from the Moonlight," I said in demanding voice. "And who are you? Mae had shrunk back into my mate, who was kinda smiling at the fact her sister messed up. It was cute watching her stumble back. "Excuse me, Alpha. Mae Cathedral from the Moonfall pack. Daughter of gamma, Damien Cathedral." She bowed her head in respect. "And you?" I looked past Mae, towards my mate. She looked down at the ground, still stay behind Mae. She spoke softly, not making eye contact.

he added. Dean slapped Hugh twice across his swollen face, hard enough to rattle his brain. Hugh swallowed hard, the fear settling deep in his bones. He finally understood. This was not just some average martial artist—this was a monster who had effortlessly crushed the mighty Madblade Martial Academy. Hugh had always wondered what kind of godlike figure could achieve that, and now, horrifyingly, he was staring him in the face. Worse, he had had the gall to provoke him. "Mr. Mayer, please save me!" Hugh screamed, his voice cracking as his terror reached a peak. His body shook uncontrollably, and an unmistakable stench filled the air as he wet himself in sheer panic.

Queen mage's curse was the most powerful. But before he could fathom her next move, his eyes tracked the glint of the dagger and the next thing he knew was, the silver weapon lodged in her heart. "No!" he roared, his limbs finally moving from their spot. He watched her stagger and fall in a heap. Her armour started to drench in her blood. "No...no no no!" he chanted as he ripped the dagger out of her chest. She convulsed. But before he could do anything else. He heard another voice, shouting, "Rosa!" King Merek was here.

{Dominic} Doctor Maek’s office always smelled like copper and cold incense. I stepped inside, my boots thudding against the checkered stone tiles as the door swung shut behind me. The old mage sat in his chair and began scribbling something on a parchment and muttering inaudibly. “I’m pretty sure you already know why I want to see you.” I said as calmly as I could. His pen stopped, and he sighed, letting it go, but it remained upright. He folded his fingers in between each other and placed them on top of the desk before him. “I’m aware, Alpha Bloodhound.”