Blood Wings Military Novels & Stories

Thirty-Two: Nighttime Whispers EIRA Is it foolishness to assume that this child of prophecy is not Kael? That there’s other pups born of royal blood with white hair? Cassian frowns. “I would argue that one cannot possibly have white hair but…my former mate had white hair.” Gaza’s eyes briefly cut to mine, and I swallow thickly. “Yea, I think I remember that oddity.” Lysandra nods. “White hair is only common among the moonblood line,” Gaza explains, and it takes everything in me not to run out of here. “Prophecies surround them.”

“You and Jake can wait, Jennie.” He left with the medical staff, escorting Anna away. My heart sank as they disappeared. It took everything in me to hold Jake up, but his weight was double mine. I could barely move him on my own. His blood stained my clothes red, and his pulse grew faint. “Help!” I shouted. I couldn’t ditch Jake to find help because the rogues might just come back for vengeance. Jake lay in my arms, struggling to breathe. He tried to speak. He raised his hand to wipe my tears.

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt like I was reborn in new and more powerful body. I could feel the overflowing energy on my veins, the heat of fire around me, my soul aching for blood, and my every nerve screaming for death. Ren Lancaster's death. "You really look so much more beautiful when you are all on fire. Maybe I should marry you soon. What do you think, my queen?" I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack.

Instead, he pulled out a stack of weathered, yellowing documents and a tarnished silver dog tag. The clatter of the metal tag hitting the mahogany desk sounded like a gunshot in the silent room. Robbin lunged forward, her breath hitching. She knew that tag. She had seen it hanging from her uncle’s neck a thousand times while he worked in the garage, a relic of a life he had lived before her. Jason Forest. Blood Type: O+. "Everyone out," Robbin commanded. Then, in a shaky whisper, she added, "Nora, please stay."

" It's for the best Talon, we...we need you to... cooperate so that we can do this once and for all, don't worry because with time your wings will get back together, it would be rightfully yours and you would be able to fly with it..." " But I already have this one, Mami told me that if I keep on trying and keep working hard then I would be able to fly with it, the wings are just growing out and that's why I can't fly with them, right?" Poor Talon was already tearing out. Queen Hannah felt pity on the poor boy, it was hard taking something so precious to him. Every child born a vampire would always dream of having their wings someday, it gave them extra abilities after they had received thei

The sky above was darkening with the promise of a storm, the air heavy with tension. The sounds of battle filled the air as claws were clashing, growls reverberating, and the sickening sound of flesh tearing. Irwin stood in the center of the storm, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared across at Vendetta. The witch’s twisted grin was unsettling, a mockery of her confidence. Behind her, the remnants of the Shadow Fang pack rallied, but they were losing, their warriors broken and retreating in fear.

someone reminded him. Chase glanced down at me and snorted. "It's not like we're going to live any longer. It doesn't matter if we take her with us." He still saved me and draped the only jacket he had over my shoulders. He brought me back. Fearing that I might shatter his ego, I pretended to be as poor as him. I followed him into the criminal gray zone where gang activities were most frequent. It was a place without order, and violence and guns were the only laws of survival.

These drawings are everywhere, covering the walls like he’s trying to keep her here, like if he draws her enough times she’ll somehow come back. And I’m standing in the middle of a room that’s a shrine to the girl my brother killed. My fingers go numb around the folder I’m holding. There’s a keyboard pushed into the corner, sheet music piled on top of it and scattered on the floor around it. Some of the pages have notes written in the margins in handwriting that’s not his, loopy and young with little hearts drawn next to certain sections. Her handwriting. The air feels too thick to pull into my lungs properly.

One looks, people from earth can probably already deduced just what inspires the Aeternum Royal Military looks, but to Fantasma, it was rather originals. Aeternum Royal Military were divided into 7 Large branch according to The Military Design Teams, and each single one of the have their own colour. The Largest Branch Were the Aeternum Army , with Olive Green uniform, followed by Special Force , with Dark Green Uniform. Continues to Aeternum Air Force, With Blue Uniform, The Aeternum Naval Force or Navy with Navy Blue. The last 3 were the special division of Aeternum Royal Military, Starting with the Royal Mage Division with White Blue, Knight Division with Gray Sliver and then Aeternum Arti

But it was over. The flag of the South Wing—simple, silver-stitched—was torn down from the central watchtower. In its place, my banner rose. Deep crimson with the jagged mark of my family. The mark of Shadow Blood. Cheers rang out from my warriors as they planted it high. The blood on the ground hadn’t even dried.