Angel Fire Wings Novels & Stories

My hands were shaking as I hugged him. Were they really dead? All of them? Am I free from them? I'm overwhelmed with the fact that there's no more chasing. No more running away. I cried as I hugged the wolf tighter. My angel wolf. Mistaking my cries for distress, the wolf whined and licked those tears away. I didn't mind that it was literally on someone's head just a few moments ago. This angel wolf of mine saved my life.

Andrew stops in his tracks and stares at my angel. Her eyes are glowing and the air picks up around her. The whole area around her is filled with electricity. “If you want me, come and get me.” She growls. I see him smirk and start walking towards her. All of a sudden she lifts her hands and they all fly up. They fall back to the ground as plants start growing everywhere. I hear bones breaking as the wolves are forced to shift back. She is forcing them to shift. That shit hurts. Andrew rushes her but she sends a ball of fire at him throwing him back against a tree. The others have no idea what to do and they decide that fleeing is hte best option. A couple of them grab an unconsciou

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

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.

“I don't think we should worry about that. He could always come back, plus we have his daughter now…” I didn't allow Ace’s sinister-sounding brother to finish his sentence, and dropped a glass of wine on Ace’s shoe. “What the fuck, Angel!” He barked at me, I quickly made my way up. To say he's angry would be an understatement, he was fuming, and looked like he's ready to kill someone. “I'm sorry!” I said, my voice breaking. Tears were already starting to form in my eyes. . "You can't just throw wine on people and expect to get away with it by a simple sorry, doesn't work like that," he denounced. I glanced at his fist, and he was shaking, his eyes still pinned on me.

This was not good. I could understand Gabriel's pain, but he had to save it for the battlefield. I ran a bit when I still did not have his wolf in sight. I stopped in the woods, and Bane tried to feel for Gabriel. It took a while, but we finally connected with the angry alpha wolf. I felt his rage; it was intense; it burned with hatred, anger, resentment and a need for vengeance. It was the emotions of a wolf ready to do damage. I would say that it had a thirst for its enemy's blood. Gabriel had crossed a bridge, one I knew he really crossed. This had pushed him over the edge.

The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack. “Shit, Angel, I’m…”he began to apologize again only to break off when Angem’s head suddenly whipped up. It appeared she had reached the end of her tether. Her charcoal eyes had turned to amber, glowing angrily even as she curled back her lips to reveal that her fangs were now protruding from her gums. “Just go!” she snarled at him, her claws scraping the box she was holding once more. An instant later she shook her head as if shaking off her wolf and all returned to normal, though her voice was still men

The demons press in closer, watching the scene that is unfolding in front of them. Warrick glares at his father and his skin starts to glow orange and then flames erupt across his skin and collect in his hands. Shit. Looks like we are fighting our way out of here. “What the hell are you?” His father asks when navy wings erupt from Warrick’s back. Alina howls in my head, ‘He absorbed your angel abilities! Hot damn!’ I do not have time to wonder about it because I now have a gun to my head. Fear washes through me and my heartbeat quickens. I hesitate only a moment before I unleash my own flames and my wings burst forth, knocking his father away. Warrick pulls me to him and we face off against

His presence was steady, unyielding, even as his voice cracked with urgency. “Don’t let it take you, Xenia! Stay with me!” The Architect only watched, hands folded inside their dark sleeves, their hood angled as if this was all… entertainment. My anger burned hotter than my flames. “You think this is a game?” I roared. I got a response from the fire. After stretching and twisting, it took the form of wings extending from my shoulders and a flurry of sparks encircling me. The wolves stumbled, hissing where my wings touched their smoky bodies.

Her face, though blooded, had shown no signs of fear and anxiety—this reaction caused a frown from Angelo. Angelo spread his wings again. As the feathers fell down, the flock of feathers stopped from falling when it was about to touch the murky swamp waters—approximately one foot from the ground. The holy fire wrapped the feathers, making it unable to stop them with sheer infernal flame. The tips of the feathers glinted against the sunlight as it pointed towards the pinned body of Maleficent. It was Angelo’s turn to smile with his eyes closed, showing his dimples to Maleficent. “Have I not caught you yet, daughter of Beelzebub?”