Andarna Fourth Wing Novels & Stories

Red says menacingly: “The girls work here. You don’t. That means you're disposable.” Red is behind the man in two seconds flat. Then he yanks Rogan’s arm back so suddenly and violently that there’s an audible pop. Rogan lets out a wet, guttural scream, pushing Cherry off his lap as he collapses sideways into the booth. The music keeps playing. Red, low and unsettling: “Touch one of them like that again, and I’ll make sure they sweep your teeth out with the napkins.” Rogan gasps, clutching his dislocated arm.

Combined with how quickly she’d learned the meditation techniques, plus the unprecedented multiple mate bonds… Aria’s wolf was even stronger than I ever could have imagined. But then the light guttered and winked out like a flame being snuffers, and her body toppled sideways.

Raph Conrad went back to the car and looked at the wounded soldier and said, "Now I will deceive them, go back to the barracks and call for support." After that, he immediately hugged Bella Risa and got out of the car, she was hugged by him and ran into the forest. When they saw that, they chased after him, bullets were constantly shooting at them. Suddenly a man with long iron claws rushed at them, behind Raph Conrad suddenly sprouted black wings. The two sides rushed to fight, with his skill and fighting body Raph Conrad very quickly defeated that guy. Watching them chase Raph Conrad hugged Bella Risa and ran. Raph Conrad couldn't levitate, because if he did, it would be easy to spot.

“I know that you could take down most anyone, but vampires are different. They fight differently; they use more weapons. And Goddess only knows what the witches have provided to them.” Anders shook his head, looking down. “Anders, I get it. But you have to understand that this is important to me. I need to help with this.” I placed my hands on Anders’ cheeks, looking into his eyes. I leaned forward, capturing his lips with mine. He moved his hands, resting one on my breast and the other on my hip. “You better get dressed. We need to get going.” Anders let out a deep breath, unbuttoning his shirt.

The word settled like a blade between my ribs. Calder crossed his arms. “There’s a fourth option.” Mireya smiled. Not kindly. Not cruelly. “Yes.” she said. “There is. But it requires a choice before nightfall.” I looked at my mates - four alphas, four wolves - bound to me not by convenience but by fate and fire. Whatever came next, it would not be mine alone. “Then we decide today.” I said. “Together.” Mireya’s gaze flicked to the windows, where clouds were already gathering though the morning was young.

He had clawed for power once and failed. Now he tried again and I was just fucking canon fodder. I couldn't help the changes that took hold of my body. My nails became claws. Teeth turned into canines. And my strength slammed into me. Twisted my arm again, I ripped out of their hold. Savored their cursing as I got loose.

Odin shouted out as he pointed behind me. I pulled away from Traian and walked over to the floor-length mirror. My eyes were jet black with gray swirling vortex instead of white, and it looked as if I had storm clouds circling my pupil. I turned to the side slightly and saw my new wings, they were stunning, not their usual white opaque sort of look, no, now they were a dark ash gray with a blue, green and purple sheen, like on a magpies wings. They were a lot larger than before and much more magnificent.

They were also Raven Shifters, making them even more special in the Fafner Kingdom since 90% of our country's inhabitants hand four legs and no wings. I raised my hand and gathered a small amount of warmth around my palm and fingers, creating a thin glove of flames that I pressed against my brother. I splayed my fingers and wiggled them through his fur, adding a little pressure when I finally reached the roots and the heat of his skin. Staring at the dancing flames that harmlessly brushed by his dark brown pelt, I focused on my connection to my twin, envisioning a bridge in my mind that connected me to him.

The Fourth Elder finally knelt on the ground. “Speak.” Andrius looked at him coldly. “Where are the people you bought from the Black Kiln Sea?” “Heh...” The Fourth Elder sneered disdainfully. However, before he could speak... Spurt. Andrius swiftly chopped off his arm. “Ahhh!” The Fourth Elder screamed in agony but still gritted his teeth, refusing to talk. Andrius was not surprised. With a whistle, countless insects flew out and burrowed into the wound.

Now that I was moving farther away from Vex my fear was quickly turning into anger. I allowed the anger to flow through me. It wasn’t fair that once again I had to turn everything upside down to get away from him. I was really starting to enjoy my life. Granted Mentone mainly had older people, but they were kind and generous. I was enjoying the peace and quiet of the mountains and loved seeing the waterfall. Even the small apartment had been nice. I enjoyed sitting in the recliner learning to cross stitch, and just listening to the sounds of nature floating in the open window. My anger grew as I realized I forgot to grab my cross-stitch supplies from beside the chair. Damn Vex for all of thi