Angel Wings From Behind Novels & Stories

The idea of what could be behind it scared me… A lot scared me. “Of course we are. I’m sure your parents are working here!” She said with joy, then quickly opened the door. As she pulled me in, I swore my heart skipped a beat. Behind the door were thousands of people, sitting in rolls, on benches. The benches had cushioned seats, so I imagined them being comfortable. The benches were in rolls on both sides of the room. In between them was an aisle. In the aisle were two lines of humans. In front of the room sat two people. A man and a woman. The man looked like he was 19 years old. He had short white hair that had a dark style to it, with silver eyes. He was light skinned with an v shaped fa

"I don't want to rip my shirt." Eron's shirt lay discarded on the grass as he stood before me, his back to me. With a swift motion, two magnificent wings unfurled from his back, and I gasped in astonishment. They were angel-like wings, their feathers glistening in the moonlight as they stretched out, casting a shadow on the ground beneath. "Velia, I want to show you something truly special," Eron said softly, his eyes locked onto hers. Still taken aback by the sight before me, I cautiously approached, my curiosity overcoming my initial surprise. With trembling fingers, I reached out and touched one of the feathers. It was soft and cool to the touch, sending a shiver of awe down my spine.

That was when I noticed the tattoos. His back was adorned with an intricate design of large black wings, streaked with delicate gold traces that shimmered faintly in the low light. The wings spanned across his shoulders and down his back, a masterpiece that was both beautiful and intimidating. They exuded a silent warning, a "do not mess with me" aura that fit him perfectly. Yet, despite their commanding presence, I felt no fear. This was Alessandro. The man who had carried me, who had stood by me even when I pushed him away. He wasn’t a threat—he was my protector.

She was so nostalgic! She held two long blunderbuss in her hands, pointing towards different places. "Apurupai!!" 【Overload mode! 】 For a moment. The unique halo on Angel Angel's head that belonged to Rutland became even more shining, even comparable to the sun in the sky, and the pair of translucent angel wings behind her that were as thin as cicada wings instantly turned into huge wings of light. , even the eyes were shining with dazzling light. The powerful angel at this moment.

And I love every second of it. Sin keeps his eyes on me, a hint of a smirk on his face as he sees my face morph in forbidden pleasure. He can't hold himself back anymore as he furiously pumps inside me. And then a beautiful thing happens. We both reach our high, the same time. But as he reaches his high, a faint shadow of wings spurt out of his back. Wings as large as his, is drawn on the walls behind Sin as he arches his back in pleasure. His wings aren't out, but the shadow erupts as if his black wings had sprung out of his back. The shadow grows with each moan he lets out, like they grow syllable by syllable, covering half of the room, and the tips reaching the ceiling. I am partly glad I

In the end it just shook. Zekiel pulled back while looking at her face. She covered her mouth when she saw the redness in her eyes. "Zek..." Jaylyn stepped closer to the young man but she stopped when he turned his back completely. A pair of wings similar to that of an angel appeared on his back. He was standing in a statue while staring at it. It jumped down from the building. Strong wind can follow him. Those who were with her automatically moved to the part where he jumped. She didn't see him anymore. And everywhere she turned there was no sign of it. The only thing there was the strong wind blowing.

Eyes wide, I gulp loudly as torrents of desire suddenly wash over me. Angelo doesn’t look at my shocked reaction as he strides closer and sheds his human disguise. His red sweater and slacks begin to shift and change until he is covered in fiery red scales. Large gold wings sprout from his back, and his head is covered in some kind of medieval helmet, like the ones in the movie with the Trojan warriors. He’s magnificent but also scary. My body thrums with desire as he comes closer. I want him to come to me, but something tells me that this is not right. My reaction feels good but also wrong.

I slumped forward, attempting to claw at the ground beneath me as the entity within my back writhed beneath my skin. "Fly, Bella. Keep striving to unfurl your wings. They are nearly free. They are exquisite - a deep cerulean and purple with intricate gold patterns. They are tailor-made for you. The wings of a queen," she praised, though I could hardly register her words amidst the excruciating torment I was enduring. My back arched and then dropped as a sob escaped my lips. Ara knelt beside me, gently massaging my back in an attempt to coax my wings to emerge.

JUMP AND THE GODS THEMSELVES WILL GIVE YOU WINGS I close my eyes and listen to it's call, leaning closer and closer into its sweet embrace. I close my eyes and bite my lip. I see why The Angels would want to leave from here. "Goddess you look beautiful!" A deep voice says from behind me. I whirl around almost loosing my footing. Strong hands grip my waist and pull me from the ledge to make sure I don't fall. Warmth radiates from where our skin touches. I look up and into familiar eyes, eyes I will never be able to forget. I immediately pull out of the embrace.

Infact, the whole place was full of life and of hope and of love. She noticed at the back of the man was a pair of wings, it wasn't feathery, it was made with golden flame and it flapped gracefully behind his back. "Come" the man said in his angelic voice, "follow me". The man turned around, in front of her was his wings, bright and terrifyingly beautiful. There was a sudden urge in her hands to touch it, to see if it's real. She wondered if it's hot to touch but she shoved away the thought.