Andarna Fourth Wing Novels & Stories

I don't want to cause a war over a flower. As beautiful as the flower is, I didn't want it to stain its name with the blood of soldiers. I didn't want it to be the cause of destruction, nor of breaking the peace contact that was established between the four kingdoms. It is about 5:00 in the afternoon and I am still sitting here on a log looking at the beautiful tree with its flowers almost ready, I close my eyes when a strong wind blows past me, when I open my eyes there he is again the Iceman, he was looking at me, with his crown shining. His gaze caused me all the unfamiliar feeling.

I grasp onto that flow and press into it, pushing spikes into her veins, crawling up her arms, her— Pain blossoms in my arms, my legs. My torso’s on fire and I scream. Carita laughs. “Remember that you aren’t the only illusionist here, birdie.” Disbelief slides from my thoughts, my grip on reality slipping into pain and darkness. But I can’t look away from Vito; I have to make sure he’s okay. “Nighty night,” she whispers, pressing a thumb against my forehead. Vito’s vibrant wings fade from my vision, his amber eyes blurring into the landscape.

" I opened up the file. "There was no QAR data corresponding to 120 flight hours in Yasmin's record. After retrieving the airlines' server logs, it was found that the data of these 120 hours was uploaded all at once, 48 hours before the application. "The IP address indicated that the files were uploaded from Zach Airways' management." I handed the printed copies of the screenshots to the disciplinary inspection team. Mike took them, glanced at them, and arched an eyebrow. Everyone in the room fell silent.

She was angry, upset, but she could do nothing but move in with his father and younger brother. Ardina sighed. Her eyes did not leave the window. Her ears were gagged with her earphones. He prefers to listen to the songs of the band's children rather than having to let his ears torment to hear her classmates sing. However .., A shadow flashed across the window. At first only once, but shadow after shadow passed before her many times. Ardina dissolved her reverie at once. The eye is more focused on the flash of the shadows. At first, she thought the shadow was just a bird that might be flying low, but it turned out to be like a winged human. Sparkling white among the raindrops.

Four soldiers marched up to the Wingeds and each seized the Winged male and female by a wing and dragged them like how one would with a floundering hen. "STOP THAT AT ONCE!" a voice like rolling thunder came booming from a distance. Several flashes of light zipped through the air and stopped. In just the blink of an eye, they had come. Four Wingeds, each beautiful and handsome warrior clad in light armor, their wings flapping gently but yet with such force that everyone could feel the strong gales sweeping by. They beheld the corpse of Mo Yu coldly and when they saw the arrested Winged couple, their eyes blazed with rage and malice.

I recognized the spell and I knew exactly what I'd be seeing when I opened my eyes and directed my gaze to the said corner above. Armand was looking furious, his wrists were bloodied, and his naked upper body was visible with bruises. But it was his eyes that penetrated my gaze, then my focus shifted to the dark wings flapping beside him and suddenly my back ached with throbbing pain. The elven king did have my wings, they were still alive and waiting for me.

The bleach blonde glared at Angel with open hatred, her claws digging into her wrist as she snarled, "Interrupting alpha challenge training could be considered an act of treason." The way she snarled, glaring at Angel, suggested that she'd have liked nothing more than to rip her apart and call it a day, telling the Alpha that she had merely been ridding them of another traitor. Though she trembled, feeling the weight of all eyes turning on her, Angel knew that she had to at least stand up for herself. She was all too aware of how bad things would get if she didn't even try to protect herself. She was just about to yank her wrist free of the other woman's grip when she suddenly felt a warm bo

“This is suede! These are worth more than—than—” She didn’t get to finish. Because when her hand lifted sharply, entitled, and aimed in my direction with the arrogance of someone who thought they could lay a hand on royalty, I struck. My claws shot out. My body launched. My yowl echoed through the apartment like a war cry handed down by feline ancestors. I didn’t need to reach her face to win the battle—my outstretched claws snagged her wrist just enough to send her stumbling backward, heels skidding on the hard floor, arm flailing for balance.

With Maddie’s sudden appearance, Fabian froze for a moment before his expression darkened. “You little brat! Who let you leave the doghouse? Go back at once, or I’ll beat you to death!” As I saw my daughter trembling in fear and covered in scars, the hatred in me erupted. I yanked the steel fork from my palm and lunged at Fabian with all my strength, plunging the fork into his chest. Unfortunately, it managed to penetrate only a third of the way in before Fabian kicked me away. “You b*stard! Neither you nor your little piece of sh*t here will be leaving alive!”

"Fuck!" Andreas swore, gritting his teeth when his eyes met Alexandra's. Shaking the crawling pillagers off him, he sprouted wings and flying up, took two lycans with him. Crushing their hands and feet partially in anger and in a bid to end their thrashing, which just resulted in one of them biting into his thigh-which he ignored-he flew over to Adrastos. Dropping the more violent lycan and watching it's hands flail before it's skull cracked open against a rock, he turned to face Adrastos.