Angel Wings Opening 소설 & 이야기

He had wings! "This is the first time I've seen an Alpha with wings. There hasn't been a race like that before," I murmured as cold sweat began to trickle down. The wings on his back grew larger and larger until they reached a point where the space before me was covered by their width. With a flap of his wings, he could summon a storm that sent birds fleeing. And his feathers were as sharp as golden spears, easily breaking mineral rocks beside me. *Gulp* I swallowed my saliva. When my power was already depleted quite a bit, he entered his perfect form, resembling an angel.

Alice's PoV All the demons were slain, me and all the warriors tracked down the gate from where the evil first was released. Upon our arrival, the door was already closing, a female figure from within with large white wings along with black feathers in some part, a beautiful looking angel with injuries that bloodied her clothes was attempting to escape the underworld realm before it fully closed trapping her within.

"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.

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.

When His Wings Unfold Over Her Azel kissed her collarbone with a tenderness that felt almost unreal like centuries of longing were finally allowed to breathe. Each kiss was slow. Precise. Meant. Mara’s breath hitched again, and his wings flickered not fading this time, but spreading. Light shimmered through the room, soft gold and white, feathers like dusted glass. His wings unfurled fully behind him, arching over her in a protective curve that closed the world out. As if he were sheltering her from heaven and himself. She stared up at them, breathless. “I didn’t know they could look like that.”

Angel strolled in wearing Tony’s big black shirt over his own faded blue jeans and white rubber shoes. Headphones—the one they bought in one of their travels—resting over his neck. Music was still quietly playing. They could hear it from their position. Angel was humming softly to the music, holding two coffees in styrofoam each in his hands. One was opened without a lid—steaming—then he blew on it. The thin smoke disappeared like a ghost. His eyes immediately widened at the sight that appeared before him. He recognized Beth instantly, then his gaze drifted to Tony.

“Whoa whoa whoa, easy there, wingspan.” Kael stepped between us, placing a firm hand on the angel’s chest. “Yeah, man. Chill. You gotta ask before you just go lip diving into someone’s face.” The angel blinked, genuinely confused. “Ask?” “Yes,” I said, backing up a step. “Consent is a thing here. an Important thing.” He nodded slowly. “Understood.” Then paused. “May I hold your hand?” I blinked again. “You just woke up.” “I know,” he said with absolutely no shame. “But I feel… drawn to you.”

'Time to end this and send you back where you belong. He cocks his head to look at me, and then he understands. 'You?' He says softly. 'Fuck, I really should have known. How very clever of them.' 'You were right, Dark Angel, they did create me for you. Only not in the way you expected.' I said, stepping back from him and letting the light in me expand fully until every part of me was glowing a bright sparkling white. My hair tumbled around me as if caught in a gentle breeze, glittering silvery-white, and my dress was snowy-white, flaring out around my bare legs, as if caught in the same breeze. Finally, I bowed forward and shook my shoulders, allowing my stunning white wings to unfold to the

Light exploded from my body, blinding white and pure gold mixing together in waves of power that made the air itself sing. Mom's hand found mine as wings of light spread from my shoulders, filling the tiny cell with their radiance. Time to fly. The wings weren't like anything I'd seen before. Not feathered like traditional angel wings. Not bat-like, like demon wings. These were pure energy, translucent and opalescent, shifting between gold and white with every pulse of power. “Impossible,” Azrael's voice came through the door again. “The dampening fields…” My power answered him, shattering every suppression device built into the walls. Pieces of tech rained down around us as the wings grew s

Frosty swamp water spurted when the edges of her right wing hit the murky swamp floor instead of piercing Angelo like a shish-kebab. “Woops! You sure are aggressive, woman!” Angelo twirled, finding the balance between his body and his wings as he made sure to fold his wings. The short curls that riddled his head swayed midair, covering his line of vision for a split second. Oops! I miss – or not. The reflection that Angelo glimpsed on the swamp’s murky waters was the image of Maleficent’s glowering emerald orbs – as if she won. On cue, the left wing which he forgot that existed struck his right shoulder from behind, earning Maleficent a grunt from Angelo.