Angel Wings Opening Novels & Stories

Her fluffy tails fluttered in the wind, making her look like an elegant firework shooting through the forest, ready to burst into flames at any moment. Finally, Angela reached the cottage, but she hadn't transformed back just yet. Instead, she took the key gently in her mouth and unlocked the door. Once inside, she kicked the door closed with her hind leg and made her way to her mother's room. She carefully climbed onto the bed and lay down, closing her eyes as she searched with Alinta in their mind.

“So you can tell everyone that it appeared as a result of the Goddess' blessing; it's an angel manifestor.” I frowned. “Angel manifestor?” I asked, confused. “Yes,” said Azael. "Before an angel awakens their power, a line is etched on their wrist indicating the waiting time for their wings to sprout. The Goddess blessed you, so your power will awaken at some point, but since you are not of pure angelic lineage, the marker is not engraved on you." I opened my mouth in total shock, incredulous at so many details. “That's—”

“You have crumbled my wing!” Angela stood up from the thing and helped it up. “I am sorry I did not mean to hurt you but…” Angela got cut from her words when she raised her head and looked at all the winged beings in her front. There were dozens of them. She did not believe what she was seeing. “What the…” she asked herself taking her eyes from one-winged being to another. They were beautiful but strange. They had different weird-looking hairstyles, clothes, colors of eyes, skin, and hair…everything was weird about them but the butterfly wings they had on their body was what really wowed her.

As chaos began to ensue, I stepped away from those tentacles and for the first time in millennia, the sky opened up and even though Night, Darkness and Corruption were hovering and ruling this moment, there is something greater here on Earth. I used the moment when Apollo's Arrow appeared to have the light rays directed toward that weapon and smiled. Many think that the Angel who walks with me lives inside me and needs me, but this is not the truth, I am just a conduit and his real body was just a myth. But now he agreed with me, that this creature should die by our hands and even those who had not realized that Day had imposed itself on Night, would now know, for the clouds were dyed red an

The photos showcased what was really there, and the realization hit me that we were seeing a glamor. The Angels never opened the Box!! They used a glamor to make us think they had, but they didn't. Maybe they couldn’t open it. Maybe they needed more tools or more time. There had to be another step, something we were missing… They just wanted us to think they had opened it! It all started to make sense now. Only those who the Angels wanted to see the glamor are seeing it. I suddenly had the urge to hold my hand out palm up. Pandora’s Box… Well, my Box, appeared in the palm of my hand.

Now the stampede that had gone where trumping back. Feral felt his spine run cold at the sight of hundreds of angels, four-winged, five-winged spread forth their wings within the sky as they speedily besieged them. His knees buckled slightly as the horror approached but he was a step faster and directly slammed the door closed. They had to escape. NOW!

After a few moments, the whole area suddenly became bright and when we looked at the sky, it seemed like a gate was open and so many Angels were coming out. They have six wings each with the two wings on the lower side covering their body while the two wings on the upper side cover their face, while the two wings on the middle side they use to fly. They also sing "Holy, Holy, Holy" over and over as if they never get tired of singing. "Do you know what you did in return? Guia?" Nay Aurelia asked again, which brought my mood back. "Yes Mom, and that's half my lifespan." I answered Nay Aurelia with a smile, but I felt like my body was going limp.

Seeming to have trouble with her own seatbelt, Angel looked alarmed as he dropped down onto his knees before her and gripped her knees, forcing her legs apart. “If fucking you a second time is what it takes for me not to be a player, then I’d be happy to oblige,” he rumbled deep in his throat, offering her a gaze filled with desire. His fingers squeezed her knees, silently urging her to feel his sudden need to have her. His wolf instantly began to react to the way her knees squeezed against his sides, almost urging him between her legs. The beast was ready and raring to go, one step away from howling his desire for all to hear. It was a good thing they were miles up in the air and only the p

I forced my eyes opened, as it's four feathered wings flapped lazily, the thing so big, I was probably staring at only twenty-five percent of its body. It had a row of eight eyes, the center being the biggest one, and it was the only one that was opened, the other seven closed. "Be afraid, for I have orders to neutralize the beings that threaten Paradise." it said, no mouth moving. At this point, I had fallen on my back, staring up at this thing with wide eyes. I'd known of these angels existence, but they were only sent out when things were dire, or they felt like an enemy was too strong to be existing.

She exercised almost every day and when she gave birth to our baby girl, she was comfortable with her body. Fast forward three years later and here we are. I was standing at the altar waiting for my bride. A lot has happened since Jackson was born. We found out that he was an angel like Ava, which was extremely rare considering that angels were only born every century. I looked over to my son as he sat with Katie and her kids. He had a bright smile on his face as he played with Katie's daughter. My attention focused at the end of the aisle when the song came on. My breath hitched in my throat when Ava came into view looking absolutely breathtaking. She was as beautiful as ever and my eyes se