Kimblee Fullmetal Alchemist Novels & Stories

His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, physically restraining himself from touching me. "I have run the Apex Bloom for seven years, Lolita," Franco began. His voice was a low, gravelly vibration that sent a familiar, heavy heat curling through my stomach. "It was designed with a singular, unbreakable architecture. A crucible. You throw the elite into the dark, and you let the pressure crush them until only one diamond remains. Every single iteration before this ended the same way: one victor, and a trail of liquidated corpses." He took a step closer. The space between us evaporated. The scent of sandalwood and something distinctly, electrically masculine wrapped around me.

“Alpha it’s the small one that is surrounded by the dark red thing! That’s the liver!” “This is the liver? Well then what’s this?” “A kidney.” “Oh, well she has two of those so this one is just extra.” Another plop. “Oh cool! I can get to the lungs pretty easy from here as well! Oh fuck!” Boni let out a scream in pain and rage as I watched Kimmie go completely limp. I was almost afraid to ask.

*Chibi = small When he said that, Kim Jae headed for a sports motorbike parked not far from them. Hmm ... there was such an adorable call earlier. Kim Jae deliberately called Kenkyo as 'Chibi'. There was no time, the five bandits were getting closer to them. Kim Jae is not interested in fighting right now. After all, he was with Kenkyo at the moment, it would be dangerous for this woman to act like a hero. We don't know whose motorcycle it is, the most important thing for Kim Jae right now is to run away from the bandits.

While Zed could do many wonderful things with his bare hands, Kim mobilized many paid staff to do simple things for him. The door buzzed right away. Kim opened the door, and the same attendant stood in between the door frame. Kim ushered him in to clean up and bring the dishes out. Once the attendant left, Kim picked up his sling bag and put it on his lap. I watched him as he opened it and saw him pulling out a book. It had a glossy cream cover with embossed letters on its surface. I could not read the name of the book until he handed it to me, surprisingly.

And everything would unravel. The first students stepped forward, one after another. Silver stones rang softly against the summoning circle, each student greeted by a rush of light or smoke. Most got shimmering wraith-hawks with wings like fractured glass, spectral vulpes that purred like fire, or miniature drakes that snapped and curled like loyal guard dogs. A few ended up with stranger manifestations—elementals made of bark or ice, small shadowcats, a clever storm-fox whose lightning tail snapped against the air. Each reveal was followed by gasps, murmurs, applause.

Bomah said loudly. Renee's face softened. "Kimberly, we know it’s unfair. But you have something none of us have. Without you, the magic dies with us. Don’t you understand? This is about the legacy, our bloodline. It's who we are. Before Kimberly could answer, the butler rushed in, breathless, bowing slightly. Kimberly looked at the butler, he was out of breath. "Your Grace, there’s been another attack on the mountains."

Amber saw a complete look of dread come over Carlos’ face, but she could see how her boyfriend was trying to keep his expression subdued. “I already told you. A Boneseeker Man is an ugly motherf*cker,” Carlos said with his limited vocabulary. “The one that killed my baby girl looked like a zombie with these f*cking crab legs coming out of his body. He got a big ass head, too. It looks like his skull is pumped with helium.” Carlos growled out his words. Amber tried not to imagine what her boyfriend was telling her, but her mind couldn’t help it. She pieced together the image of a zombie with a gigantic head and the legs of an arachnid.

He dropped into the mud, twitched once, then tried to get back up like broken bones were just a minor inconvenience. Kael stepped beside me, dirt streaked across his face, blood running from a cut at his temple and disappearing beneath the collar of his ruined shirt. His eyes glowed in the dark, that dangerous gold-blue light making him look less like a student and more like exactly what he was. An Alpha heir. A future monster raised by wolves, standing between me and the people who had raised me to be one.

“Now hold it, Kimberly. Show us that you are not torn between two worlds, you are both.” Kimberly opened her eyes. They glowed, not just peach and silver like her wolf, nor just violet like a witch—but a fusion of both, a radiant hue that had never been seen before. Gabriel stepped closer, his voice softer now. “Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.” The power surged again, threatening to burst, but this time she didn’t resist or cage it. She let it flow freely, harmonized. Flames danced with droplets of water, earth hardened beneath her feet, winds carried sparks of lightning, all orbiting her body in breathtaking balance.

He knew the chemicals could only react when they were cast by an alchemist who had consumed a mutagen that caused them to tap into the manna fields, so he could stomp on them as much as he wanted because he knew they were nonreactive and couldn't harm him. “Don't listen to them Gale, defeat them!” Nelanian screamed angrily. The alchemist said, "Shut up, you little rodent," tightening his grip on the boy's neck, making him squeal. “Stop! I told you not to injure him!” Rhaizen Gale spoke up, taking little steps and a blind eye as he approached them. “If you get any closer, the boy will stop screaming. The alchemist exclaimed, "I'm going to cut out his tongue!" Rhaizen Gale eventually came to a