Gluttony Fullmetal Novels & Stories

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

These hunters will turn the world upside down if only to find her and get the coveted prize. "Yaya, I'm going to the gym. Don't cook dinner for me. I'm just going to grab something to eat at the nearby resto when I conclude my workout." “Sure Ma’am. I understand.” Stressed from a long day's work, she chose to unwind and let go of some steam. This is her habitual way of getting rid of the toxins in her body. In her reckoning, the sweat that flows out of her pores drives away the microorganisms that have clung to her. Aside from her exercise routine in the gym, she believes that tonight is special. It is forecast that a full moon will be rising from the East. It is time to go hunting and quenc

Grace warned in horror as they strolled through the partially busy streets on their way back to the palace. “This is the last one I promise! I don’t why I’ve been feeling so hungry lately.” Grace frowned at her but decided not to say what she was thinking. You didn’t have to be pregnant to eat 3 pints of ice cream.... right? Sera was just about to trash the 4th empty ice cream container when a sight in front of her made her freeze. A tall man, with Bright blonde hair and a strong jawline was walking away from them .... this wasn’t strawberry blonde hair like Prince Michael, this was golden blonde like .....

"What stupid fucking plan?" Luca's face constricts into anger. He curses under his breath, and in a blink of an eye, he picks up a knife that has been laying in Gluttony's plate. Gluttony — as the meaning of the word implies — he has been eating from a plate of pie ever since we started this conversation, hence his quietness. But that is the least of my concerns at the moment. Luca has a knife in hand, and is moving towards me; that is my concern. I catch sight of Luca's face as he lifts an armed hand in the air.

"nice!' I looked down at my hands covered with blood, I was excited by the newfound strength I gained. It was all worth it. Time to see how gluttony works. Analyze! [Orc warrior]-Uncommon Hp – 0/800 CON- 80 Def- 87 DEX- 16 Atk- 78 STR-26 MP- None [Skills: Taunt(UC), Ax Mastery(C), Hard skin(R)] It had higher Health and attack than me, does that mean I'll take both the stats as mine?no other way to find out. Gluttony! The moment I activated it I could see a blue substance coming out from the Orc's body, not touchable but it was still there. The moment I came into contact with it I couldn't help but let out a groan. "…huh'' It was a sense similar to somethi

It’s coming from the tower. “Time to eat. Cursed Glutton Magic: Sumptuous Banquet!” Suddenly, a big mouth materialized above us and all my dark knights were sucked up towards it. A huge long tongue coiled around them and my warriors were eaten in just a blink of an eye. Then, the mouth burped loudly followed by a horrific laugh filling our body with fear and terror. Afterwards, the mouth slowly disappeared on the air. “That’s Beelzebub, the demon king of Gluttony,” Mammon suddenly spoke in my mind but I was too stunned to even respond to him.

“You are like my son.” “Thank you.” Maleficent the Glutton did not bother to look at Ilorde even through her peripheral vision. Instead, she raced in front of Ilorde as a gigantic pentagram appeared around them like a ring of green runes. A minute passed by and an explosion shook the entire Rancid City.

“ It’s great then. If that’s the case, then you’ll be secure about her, not leaving you again. “ The sin of gluttony playfully said with his sarcastic smile. Yes! The sin of greed has a greedy personality like his sin. He want Thea to be his completely, every edge of her. Dye’s friends spent two hours talking about an important case, and one of those was about the eleventh city of the realm. Although Dye was the one who investigated it first, but he tapped them to help in order to have an early and solid results.

Mark snapped out of his trance when he saw 2Pac approaching him. 2Pac glided through the flames, and it seemed like he was walking in slow motion. The metal man’s eyes still shined brightly, like high beams on a Ferrari. Mark’s skin became chilled when he saw how 2Pac didn’t have a scratch on his gleaming, armored body. The fire didn’t affect 2Pac’s shirtless metal physique. The blast didn’t even affect the light diodes in his high-resolution eyes. This was not good since the explosion compromised the integrity of Mark’s exoskeleton suit.

The maid returns swiftly with a grand spread—roast lamb, bread still steaming, fruits glistening under candlelight. Achilles doesn’t hesitate this time. He practically devours the meal, barely pausing to breathe. His hands move fast, stuffing his mouth with reckless abandon. There’s no grace, no pretense—just pure, desperate hunger. I lean back, watching with mild amusement. “You eat like a man who has never seen a proper meal,” I observe dryly. He swallows thickly. “Haven’t.” I tilt my head. “Haven’t?” His jaw tenses, but then he sighs. “Not in fourteen years.”