Opening Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Novels & Stories

Every eye in the clearing was on me now. I looked at Dane. “Open it?” “Your call. It’s yours.” I cracked the seal. One folded sheet inside. Handwriting rushed, shaky, like the person was writing fast or scared or both. I read it. And my hands started trembling. Freya and George... I don’t have long. They’re always watching. But you deserve the truth. Your brother is alive. I’m alive. We’re both still here. But we’re not safe. And you aren’t either.

I pull away from the kiss breathless and open my mouth to speak when the door crashes open with a deafening bang. I look over, and Brother stands there, his eyes glowing feral red. “Take your disgusting hands off her!” He snarls ferociously, looking menacing and feral.

he said slowly, striding inside and closing the door behind him. “Hard to sleep in a place like this,” I shot back, forcing a smirk. “Not exactly five-star accommodations, alpha.” His gaze roamed over me, lingering on the red dress that still clung to my curves, now slightly torn from last night. “You’re lucky you’re in a room and not a cell,” he said, crossing his arms. “So I need you to start talking? Who are you, and what did you do to my brother?”

I hope the seasons magic don't skip me. *************************************** Complement of the season to you all and a happy new year in advance❤️. We have just two more chapter to complete "LIKE A BROTHER". I hope you are excited. I hope we have our own mantras we use to remind ourselves that life is worth living or something to always hold unto when things gets hard. Cause believe it or not, the hurdles will eventually pass. Thanks for reading and don't forget to drop a vote❤️.

"And I am your Luna. Forever." He kissed me. A pure kiss full of promises. Under the full moon, on the land that once bled because of us, we finally found peace. My stepbrother, My alpha mate. THE END!

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

After a while, he heard a knock on his door. "Come in." He said sitting up. In came Emilio Rivera, his best friend and the one that was to be beta when he became alpha. Emilio was also talk, but not as tall as Rodriguez. He had blond hair that had been swept back and brown eyes. Him and Rodriguez had been friends for a long time and this also made them partners in crime.

In fact, I could even decide that I didn’t want them as neighbors and get everyone to sign a petition to have them removed. They messed with the wrong person. I reached the bottom of the stairs. All the members of that pack were reunited in the parlor, and all their faces were sour. I saw the man whose face I pounded in with my fists and was genuinely satisfied with the result. His eyes were closed shut, and his septum was deviated. The Alpha, Rodrigo, said to me, “What you’ve done to my brother is unacceptable!” I advanced. “Your brother went into my mate’s bedroom and put his hands on her! Did you think I was going to let that go unpunished?”

Tears simmer in her eyes. "I have to distract these men before they get to her. I'll be okay." "No, you can't, Big Brother! They are dangerous!" Lilac shook her head, refusing to let go of her big brother. "Big brother is always going to do anything to keep a smile on your face, Lilac. I'll be okay." He handed her the teddy bear and bolted out of their hiding place into the scene. All Lilac saw was the armed men suddenly turning around. Their gun pointed towards Big Brother.

"You'll meet the senior members this morning. I'll explain everything after." "Everything being—" "Everything being why you're here, what your blood means, and what comes next." A pause, very brief, very controlled. "And I'll introduce you to my brother." Something in the way he said it—the faintest tension at the corner of his mouth, the way his shoulders shifted almost infinitesimally—made the hair on the back of my neck rise. Not from threat. From warning. There was something in his voice when he mentioned his brother, a careful neutrality that was its own kind of alarm.