Avenger Wings Novels & Stories

She yanked him to the floor while the other vampires in the room that had almost sucked Nanny dry rushed over to help Luca out but some men barged in wearing purple and with the same mask as Raven's. They helped in capturing the two men whilst one of them brought Raven a strange looking knife. Raven held it close to Luca's back and slashed his back from his shirt. Carly shivered on seeing this, Luca was forcing himself not to cry out from the pain. "A message from me to your father. Show him your back son" Raven said and signalled his men to drop the twins back home. "Take the vamps with you to the lab" Raven said "You will never succeed in bringing us down. Father will come for you" Carly y

While she carried her continuously threatening tone with him, she made no actual threat that was verbalised. Unfurling his wings and cowering into a ball within them, Ingram responded back nervously. Fumbling over some of his words as he spoke. "HE IS A WEREWOLF PRINCESS!! PLEASE- PRINCESS SEPHORA CALM YOURSELF!" His wings were an appropriate, navy which was almost black, colour for someone living in the Noble District. They were beginning to show that grey speckling in his feathers, a show of age among all harpy, but usually most noticeable on Ravens and darker feather Clan's first. Like that of Maven's but not quite as much yet.

“Are you my boyfriend or my bodyguard?” He held his ring in front of me, my eyes were magnetized by the intricate carvings on it. “Guardian angel, remember?” He straightened up on his seat, and in a louder than necessary voice, he said, “And unlike the last one you had, I have a sword, not a halo. And my wings are black, not white. It’s time they realized who they will have a problem with the next time they hurt even a single hair in your body!” My eyes widened at him. He took my hand in his again, and then he bent down to kiss my fingers once again. “I love you, angel.” He didn’t even whisper that. I was sure many people around us heard everything he said.

I noticed the group of birds flying towards our direction like they were being chased. "They are close" Dana said and in a blink of an eye, she'd undressed and shifted into a big black panther with startling green eyes.

The odds seemed overwhelming, but I refused to give up; not until I avenged my beloved mate who had endured so much pain and suffering at Kali's hands. I pushed forward, slicing through each demon that dared cross my path and Sam and Jason followed suit by cleaving into any enemy that stood between us and our goal. Damen's jet-black wings flapped at oncoming foes, sending them flying back. His deadly accuracy provides cover for us during lulls in combat or quick retreats when needed. His martial prowess gave us an edge in battle, allowing us to fight with greater precision than ever before.

A simple sliver metallic wings emerged on her bag, instantly she was able to control her drop speed and even able to control her flying path easily. Air Maneuver gear was one of the R&D department's latest works, it's simply a flight control device that replaces the modern parachute. In its inactive state, it was simply a small metal backpack that has a round glass orb planted visibly on the surface when activated, the device will erect a pair of metallic wings, that was made from and Orichalcum which was coated with a harpy monster extract, which will give it properties of hovering on-air and ease control of wind properties.

“So you all have them, too?” “Yes,” Cutter replied. “That’s how I knew you had them.” “Right.” She’d remembered him mentioning them once before, but she hadn’t realized literally all of the Keepers had them. “What are they from?” The three looked at each other for a second, as if they were silently debating who should tell her. “Wings,” Cutter finally responded. Ru turned to face him. “What’s that?” “They’re from where our wings would’ve been attached, if we were full-fledged angels instead of only half. We can’t have wings, so we have scars instead.” Cutter said it as if it should make perfect sense to anyone

But my stubbornness refused to part with it. Inside, my mother's inscription glimmered: "To my Vega may your star sign bright." The book itself unfolded tales of constellations and the stories they held within their stars. Among them, Veg and Altair lovers are torn apart yet resolute in their celestial bond. A love my mother had hoped would find its echoes in my name: Vega Alexia Wolfgang.

"The wings generate their shields! Clip them, and they die like anything else!" Elias Vance didn't need to be told twice. The disgraced RAF pilot spun his Vanguard mech into a sickening, zero-gravity barrel roll, dodging a volley of plasma fire. He extended his high-frequency blades, slicing flawlessly through the glowing wings of two golden drones. As their wings severed, the drones’ golden armor instantly turned a dead, dull grey. They floated away into the void, completely depowered. "We can bleed them!" Elias shouted, a wild, adrenaline-fueled grin spreading across his face. "Keep pushing!"

Chapter 35: The Ares Protocol The air in the secret hangar beneath the cliffs hummed with a low-frequency vibration that rattled the marrow of Jade’s bones. Hidden behind a massive, retractable rock face was the Ares—a sleek, delta-winged prototype finished in a matte-black skin that seemed to swallow the dim emergency lighting. It didn't look like a plane; it looked like a shard of obsidian designed to pierce the heavens.