Angel Wings From The Back Novels & Stories

I exclaimed, twirling around so I could get a three hundred sixty degree view. I wasn’t exaggerating even a bit. This place truly was magnificent. It almost looked like a huge mountain from outside if you failed to notice the angels sitting atop the high-rise. They were like sentinels in the dark with their wings spread out to its full width, shoulders hunched, and body bent forward in preparation for flight. Their faces weren’t prominent in the dim moonlight, but the statues looked so perfect. I would have thought they were real if Erick hadn’t told me otherwise.

I flung open the door, wailing, and threw myself into the arms of the visitor, my tears staining their shirt. But something felt wrong. Since when did Rachel develop such muscular and strong arms? Blinking through my tears, I looked up with a pitiful expression, only to see Jared standing there. I stumbled backward, whether from drunkenness or dizziness, I wasn't sure. In a swift motion, Jared caught me, wrapping his arms around my waist and drawing me into a comforting embrace as he gently patted my back. Regaining my senses, I pushed him away forcefully. "What are you doing here?" I demanded.

“That’s right!” As a whim struck the woman, the phantasm of an eight-winged angel appeared behind her. Divine aura rushed into everyone’s cells, making them feel as though their souls were being purified.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

The sound of wings flapping from above draws my eyes up as I follow the shape of something black and mammoth as it lands only feet away from Dominic and me. I blink several times, pushing the hair from my eyes, as Archangel Michael stands before us, grandiose and stunning. I can't help but stare at his massive, black wings in awe, folding together behind him in glistening highlights of blue. A glow of white and yellow auras outlines his extensive frame as he respectfully nods in the direction of the Seraph Council before returning his attention to us.

she hugged me tightly for a quick moment and said, "I have one last gift to give you before I leave." She reached for my hand and I gave it to her. My vision danced with a billion colors, like glitter and it felt as though a big gust of wind had swept her and I up and held us in the air. I felt the skin on my back tighten and stretch but it didn't hurt. "What's happening?" She smiled at me and said, "Just accept it." I felt an odd sensation, like dry skin cracking as it stretched and separated and then two white wings erupted from my back. They were identical to the two soft wings that had once adorned Wendy's back.

I embraced her deeply ” I’ve really missed your company ” I whispered into her ear ” I’ve missed you too, I couldn’t bare watching you being lonely everyday, that’s why I quickly find a way to come back to you ” she replied me smiling and tears of joy started dripping down my face, I never knew that we angels too can weep, but it was real, I was an angel and I was weeping just because my long lost love came back to me. She’s already back to her normal size, I brought out my wing and took her into my hands as I started flying above back to the sky. When I got back to heaven, I asked the supreme one to allow me marry the perfect one, but he didn’t accept, but with the aid of mother Creator and

I go to stand up, only to immediately fall on my ass as my entire center of gravity is thrown off by a heaviness I don't recognize in my back. I reach behind me, trying to find the culprit, and I'm met with…feathers? I look behind me and see, yep, okay, literal enormous ass wings. As black as a raven's but as big as…I don't know what, but they were fucking huge. A cool wind blows, rustling the feathers and sending an intense shiver down my spine. I touch them where I can reach, and I shudder; gods, it tickles like someone running a light touch across the back of my neck. 'Well. That was unexpected.' Tamisra says in my head, and I internally glare at her before I look at Aylin.

That day was yet to come. I had my wings, I knew that much. Every angel gets their wings upon creation. Of course, not all angels were created the way I was so my wings came a little differently. When I was five they came in. I had to miss school that entire week because of how painful it all felt. My entire back, and shoulders ached and burned from the sensation of them growing out of me. It felt so unnatural. It was so unnatural.

“This is amazing Angel, and you say you have one on your back as well?” “Yes, a pair of Angel wings, in memory of my dad.” That is such a wonderful sentiment and exactly what I have come to expect from her in the short time I have known her. I smile and she returns it with one of her own. “May I see?” “Uhm, sure.” She seems hesitant but before I can say otherwise, she turns her back to me and fully lifts her shirt up to the nape of her neck, keeping the front pulled down but exposing her entire back to me and what I see takes my breath away.