Fullmetal Alchemist Riza Hawkeye Novels & Stories

I opened the drawer from the vanity table and pulled out my toothbrush, then sandwiched the phone between my ear and shoulder to free the other hand. “Will be there in 30,” Chase responded, and I cut the call before placing it on the smooth white marble counter. My eyes caught the monster staring back at me in the mirror, midnight black hair that made its way passed my shoulders, one eye black as sin, and the other glistening red. An array of tattoos covered the whole chest area, and a tad bit of skin showed. Riftan Hawk. A foreigner to himself. “Do you have another pressing pack matter to attend to, Alpha?” Warm pale hands wrapped around my torso before stretching passed my waist, all so sl

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

“I think you heard the Major say that we will save you both, then that’s what you’ll tell me?” “What if you fail? I can’t destroy my face to save that bitch!” I gasped, “Excuse me?! You just said she’s your best friend!” “Well, she just wanted the attention she gained from being my friend. She’s not real,” Riza rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. I can’t believe how she just turned into someone this heartless in an instant!

Standing next to Raiden was Mira Watersong, known for her water-based abilities and the tranquil aura she carried—deceptively so, for she could flood a battlefield in moments. Finally, the line was completed by two towering figures: Brutus Ironhide, the Juggernaut, whose earth manipulation abilities and sheer physical bulk made him nearly invulnerable, and Astra Skyreach, the Hawk of Somerland, a martial artist with unparalleled agility and speed who fought with the grace and precision of a hawk on the hunt. The ten warriors stood tall, their heads high, their pride and strength evident in their postures. In one unified voice, they declared, “Anyone who threatens our nation will be annihilat

“Exactly. Bold. Dangerous. Me. The game is about to change, girls. Alpha Jake… my Alpha… he will crave me. And when he does… everything… everything will belong to me.” Riza, who was still driving, glanced over her shoulder, serious and calculating. “Remember… timing is everything. Every step, every glance, every word… it has to be perfect. The oil… subtle, precise. And you… you have to be in control. My wolf… your fire… they’ll help, but you must guide him carefully. One wrong move… and it could all backfire.”

Their glares stuck at each other and with few swift steps the tired one attacked on the other one and in a snap slashed their arm earning a groan from him. Finally the fight stopped and the injured one removed their galea from their head and his face revealed to everyone who was none other than Alpha Daxon. The one who won the fight was smirking under their galea looking at their injured opponent. They also removed their galea from their head revealing none other than Hazel. She smirked in victory looking at Alpha Daxon's wound and walked near him. He looked up at him and instead of any angry expression he has a proud expression on his face. He smiled slightly and wiped the blood of with his

The haze of dark that surrounded him was growing the longer Brady allowed his wolf to be in control, and I could feel the light within rising to the occasion. I could feel Atlas through the bond now and knew that he was moving closer by the minute. While I knew I could take Brady in a fight, Raze was a force to be reckoned with, and I wasn’t sure what to expect from the haze of darkness around them either. My light and ability to break the silver cuffs may have intimidated Brady, but Raze was unaffected. Something told me he was more aware of the situation at hand, more in tune with the surrounding darkness. I was leery of him, as he had stayed in between me and the exit during everything th

His warriors—hybrids twisted by forbidden rites—followed, their eyes hollow and feral. “We’re outnumbered,” said Ryker grimly as he approached, blood trailing down the side of his face. “They’ve brought everyone.” “We don’t need everyone,” Kael replied, a savage smile spreading across his face. “We just need purpose.” From behind the walls of the ancient ruin—the last bastion still standing—pack warriors gathered. Zira, now a battle-hardened healer with war paint across her cheeks, tightened her grip on a bow laced with moon-enchanted silver. Toren, once a cautious scout, stood beside her, the Crescentblade in hand.

Zeve’s eyes started glowing and turned to golden from hazel. Ria. She sprinted towards Hikari at an invisible speed and reached out to grab his sword. She grabbed the air. Hikari emerged behind her with his wolf glaring at her. She turned with a jolt. His sword sliced through the ribbon, holding her hair together as she sidestepped, avoiding his blade to meet her skin. She twirled with her scattered hair, hugging her body. “What a pain!” She snarled, heaving. She lunged at Hikari, attacking his legs. He jumped in the air.

Livia wanted to fan herself, to stop long enough to fully appreciate the vision Rhye made—hot and sweaty, energized from the fight, his beautiful eyes dark with the same lust she felt. With the white tattoos swirling over his skin, his full beard, and his long, mahogany hair hanging loose around his shoulders, he appeared every bit a warrior, like he’d walked right out of the pages of a romance novel. They wore a path in the mat, circling each other, both tempting the other to make a move, until Rhye lunged for her in a blur, so fast she barely saw the movement, barely realized his intention until his strong arms locked around her body like a vise, and he took her down.