Gluttony Fullmetal Alchemist Novels & Stories

She appears to be feeling better today," I mused to myself. She was closing her eyes as though she was bracing herself for the blow when she hit the floor. I was drawn to her lips and her immaculate skin. A grimace with pink lips shaped like a bow is tightly closed. "They reminded me of my mate's lips," I said to myself. but dismissed that notion right away. What's wrong with you? He chastised himself, "You are seeing your mate in every girl you are looking at." When I was free of the anguish, I cautiously opened my eyes. Then I noticed his ferocious gaze fixed on me. Then I understood that I had been captured by the Alpha. "I constantly feel so awkward," I chastised myself.

What happened there, I wonder? “Now Zelena!” Galterio yelled and I quickly jumped forward to follow after him. We came to the kitchen and Galterio flicked on the lights. The night sky outside was dark and made the situation that much scarier. Galterio pulled out a chair at the large glass table and gestured for me to sit down. I sat down slowly and watched as he then went to the fridge and pulled out a rather large plate. He put it in the microwave and beeped a few buttons. He didn’t look up or turn around, just stood facing the microwave until it sounded its finished beeping song. He carried the plate over and slid it in front of me. A mountain of steaming beef, pork and steak, filled the p

But it turned me on, knowing the only outfit I had had been destroyed. He took my purse off my shoulder and put it on the roof of the stranger’s car. Then he observed me. I could see his lust filled eyes roam greedy from my face to my neck—lingering on its side for a minute longer than should be normal—then traveling down to my boobs. I could tell he was salivating. Only thing left to complete the look was drool. He roamed down to my belly then my drenched thong. I had him growl, and for a moment I couldn’t tell if he was human or animal.

Zephyr Khan rolled his eyes when he saw how lazy and carefree this guy was. D*mn it! "This little guy is really free!" "Sleep after eating?" "Eat when you wake up?" Eat and then go to sleep? Who could live a more comfortable life than it? The most important thing was that the rare treasures that this little guy had eaten hadn't been completely digested yet. How could it eat another piece of the incomplete body of a Demigod? "It's too greedy!"

He would hit his horse here and there to increase its speed. "You don't know? Which world are you living in? It is our famous general who was enlisted at the age of eighteen after defeating several armies at war. He is said to possess the form of a hound when fighting. Some say he has never been scratched by a single soul." "So he keeps clean. Sounds like a neat freak to me," the other man interjected as he continued to watch the back of the man on the horse who was so eager to reach the palace before sunset. He was weary of being late and dealing with the old man was tiring. He also could not stand the stench of blood on his body. He wanted to take a bath and rest for a while.

Marcel looked at the remnants of rice, coconut milk, fish bones that were still intact with their heads, and chicken pieces that were no longer intact. In the past, Marcel had been willing to eat the food because he had no other choice, but now just looking at it made him feel nauseous and disgusted all in one. “What about you?” asked Marcel as he looked at Shirley. “What do you mean?” asked Shirley with a frown. “You can’t swallow those leftovers?” Marcel asked back. “If you can, I’ll pay you.” After hearing Marcel’s words, Shirley suddenly smiled dismissively. “You’ve become so lopsided since the poisoning?” taunted Shirley with a shrug of her shoulders.

But her spells stand a chance to even reach it. “Mammon, what's the side effect if I absorbed all these black aura of hands?” I asked. “I don’t know but with Beelzebub’s Gluttony, you can devour things as much as you can. It depends to the user. If you can withstand the amount of things you ate, then there will be no side effect,” he replied. “Well, I do eat a lot and I’m not a picky eater. Maybe, I can withstand this,” I told him.

Instead, their entire soul was consumed by the highest members of the court. Each of the sins, when harvested, would be converted into multiple types of food, it resembled human food but different. Lust was sweet and juicy like the fruits of the human plane, gluttony was fatty, envy was sour, pride was juicy with a hint of blood like a properly cooked steak, wrath was spicy and always gave me heartburn, sloth was bland, and greed always tasted overdone and dry like burnt toast. A variety of foods were served and placed in front of us. I motioned for my poison tester to test the foods before I ate my meal.

Jack growled. “It’s ‘Corrupted Bloodline’!” Finch’s voice boomed through the channel, filled with terror. “The Council’s alchemy is flawed! It uses the host’s ‘anger’ and ‘humiliation’ as fuel! What Hayley did… she just… she poured nuclear fuel into the reactor! He’s going to go out of control!” In the banquet hall, the guests finally realized something was wrong. Vance let out a deafening roar as his body began to swell and contort. The sound of bones shattering and reforming was clearly audible; his skin tore like rags, revealing a black, carapace-like substance beneath.

Rex mumbled. “Me either.” Zac added with a look of disgust on his face. “He is about to eat everything, and then I won’t be able to make anything else for breakfast.” Alec groaned. “Maybe he will stop when he gets full.” Caleb let out an awkward chuckle. “Doubtful. Gluttony is an excessive consumption of food. He won’t stop. He might stop long enough to throw up, but he will keep eating and drinking until he is satisfied. From what I can tell, he will never be satisfied.” Hunter spoke.