Beneath The Wings Novels & Stories

I close my eyes, jump backward, and fall off the side of our city in the sky, Caelum. The air drags me through an abyss of grey. I close my eyes, a tear ripped from my face by whipping wind. I can never go home again. Spreading my wings open with a snap, I let the wind catch me as I break free of the clouds. The vast, dark expanse of the desert below sprawls endlessly before me. It takes only minutes before my feet touch the sand, wind chilling my toes through my sandals. It really wasn’t that long a fall at all.

He takes it with a puzzled look. I slowly start to unbutton the shirt I'm wearing until it falls off my shoulders. Closing my eyes and concentrating, I slowly expand my wings that are nestled around my torso. They obey and extend out, out, out. They reach above my head to the stars above, down to the sea below, and out to the horizon. The wind hits my wings, and they are refreshed by the clean open air. "You once said you wanted to see my wings shift," I say as I open my eyes. Bennet looks at me with wonder and amazement. "I think it's time you did."

My heart stuttered with a new kind of satisfaction. Then Axel pushed further. “Wings, remember the wings. Let them breathe with your shoulders. They are as balanced as blades.” I felt the skin at my back tighten. The familiar ache precluded their unfurling, but under it there was no avalanche of fury now only raw power that I could cradle. I stretched my wings a hair’s breadth. The tips sliced through the morning air with a whisper and the faintest sparkle along the edges where metal met feather. Ariella’s breath hitched, and I realized how many things I’d never let myself see as beautiful.

“West wing. Third floor. Section twelve. Look for the silver spine editions, Old World Ritual Compacts and Divine Bonding Theories.” Auren bowed slightly in thanks, turned, and padded away like some kind of sexy, barefoot academic god. The man moved like gravity didn’t fully apply to him. His wings were still out, tucked in loosely but massive and gorgeous, brushing bookshelves as he passed. Riven muttered under his breath, “Damn showoff,” but grinned like he meant the opposite. Kael just shook his head. “We’re in a throuple with a literal angel. What even is our life?”

He would bargain for eternity to see it again, but the moment came and the Festival began - the exhibitions of Celestial Wing The feathers on her back began to line up like scales. Her spine looked carved out by the bones of her wings. Then something amazing happened: everyone had wings, black and white, demons and angels alike. But it was hers that sparkled the brightest. When he saw her face, he realized she wasn't the same anymore. The scenery changed again before he could describe i

Mane had just employed one of those many moves: Exploding Wings. Mane’s mumble was the trigger for the huge fiery wings that grew on his back. The wings were several dozens of meters long and several meters wide. When they appeared on Mane’s back they rose high into the sky, and flapped rapidly. Yet their beating didn’t lift Mane up or take him into the sky. With the beating of those wings, the cry of a Phoenix filled the ears of all who were here, and several large flames descended upon the retreating goblins, burning them all to a crisp. The fire was stronger, completely eliminating the goblins in less than a second.

My heart and body rebels at the thought I make my way to the back of the building and release my wings. The good thing about demon wings is that they can also materialize over my clothes. Fallon gives me a hard glare when I land on the roof. The building is not very tall. But it’s tall enough to obscure us from spectators. Thankfully, it’s still dark outside.

She opened her wings, creating a double sail, the beats of her wings driving her body against him, the thrust of cock into cunt divine as the wind whipped past them, and the heat of her wings created a mist of cloud. Together they coasted, their mouths hungrily upon each other, their bodies entangled and joined, and their wings holding them safe and high, until he felt the burn of orgasm pull through his balls, and he broke off the kiss to groan against her cheek. “Yes, yes,” she gasped, gripping him tight. “Now.” They brought their wings tight to their bodies, letting gravity send them plummeting towards the ground, adding adrenaline to the orgasm, so they fell together as they came togethe

They hastily made their way to the entrance of the Ræm's estate only to discover that there was an invisible barrier that they couldn't break no matter how hard they hit it. The grounds were sealed off and nobody knew what to expect next. Pandemonium soon rented the air. KuLaa hung in the air watching them with an expressionless face. It was as if this destruction had nothing to do with her. When the land started swallowing people, Becca allowed it to swallow her. For a witch, breathing underground only requires a spell. Because she could still feel KuLaa's presence, she waited until KuLaa left and everything settled down before emerging from the underground.

A few weeks later, Enzo and Sienna stood at the edge of a new beginning. The private jet hummed softly under the night sky, its sleek silhouette standing against the backdrop of the dimly lit runway. A cool breeze rustled Sienna’s hair as she turned to Enzo, her fingers tightening around his hand. “Ready?” she asked, searching his face.