Breaking Free: Soaring High Novel Novels & Stories

Aerius immediately began running across the high snow drifts, its heavy feet transforming the soft powder into hard, glittering ice beneath its powerful stride. With a sudden surge of raw energy, the dragon unfurled its massive wings, and we were suddenly airborne, soaring high into the endless blue sky. At first, I felt absolutely nothing but pure, unadulterated freedom, an exhilarating rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins as I gazed over the vast horizon. The sun cast a beautiful golden sheen upon the world below. It felt as if I could literally run on top of the clouds, completely untethered from my mortal pain. My heavy heart soared right alongside the dragon.

She couldn't go on. There was an instant pain as the needle slipped into her thigh... Then blessed relief. She floated in a world in which there was no longer agony. She felt drowsy and heavy eyed and suddenly she smiled and muttered a name : "Jeremy"

the bloodline I had set free: “I am human. I am free. I set the book down and struck a match. The flame flickered to life, small and fragile at first, and then I pressed it to the edge of the page. It caught, curling, blackening, and I whispered softly as the fire danced: “All that binds me, all that claims, Leave this world, return your flames.” Smoke spiraled upward, carrying the words with it, and I moved to the next book. One by one, I let the fire take them, letting the flames consume every page, every line, every trace of power I never wanted. The smell of burning paper filled the room, sharp and earthy, but I welcomed it. By the time the last book was ash, I sank to the floor, hands t

She didn't try to talk me out of it. The next morning, before the sun was even up, I slipped out of the house with my suitcase in tow. The only thing I left behind for Jacob was a signed divorce agreement. The moment the plane took off, I felt lighter than I had in years. In my past life, I threw everything I had into that marriage. I didn't even leave the town, let alone the country. And in the end? I had nothing to show for it. Even after death, my soul was trapped. I had to watch Jacob and Wendy act like a happy couple every single day. I was furious but stuck in a silent torment.

He catches me mid-drop—arms iron around my waist, body pressed flush to mine. Wings beat once—hard, the force slamming us upward, gravity reversing in a rush that steals my breath. We soar. Higher. Faster. The wind howls—cold knives against bare skin, but his heat chases it, radiating through me like a living furnace. His scales hot under my palms as I grip his shoulders. Feathers brushing my sides—soft, scorching. The air thins—crisp, pure, tasting of freedom and altitude, lungs burning sweet.

With a defiant stare, I summoned the strength to break free from his grasp, standing tall and reclaiming my power. As I broke free from his grip, my heart pounded with a mix of fear and defiance. The surrounding crowd had fallen into an uneasy silence, their eyes shifting between us. I could feel the weight of their judgment, but I refused to let it deter me. Summoning every ounce of courage, I locked eyes with Breaker, refusing to back down. The air crackled with tension as we engaged in a battle of wills, each refusing to yield. Krystal's gasp echoed through the air, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Oh, my God."

Every future I had imagined had just shattered at my feet. Because if Kieran had spent five years ensuring I never conceived, what would he do if he discovered I finally had? I couldn't stay. And I couldn't confront them. The bond between us felt like broken glass lodged beneath my skin as I forced my feet to move. One step. Then another. I turned away from the doorway and walked blindly down the corridor. The sounds of the feast preparations echoed around me, distant and distorted. People laughed. Servants hurried past. Somewhere, music was beginning to play.

" But why take the risk? Luca has guards all over the pack's territory. Escaping wouldn't be easy and as a matter of fact, I see freedom as a far fetched reality.” Defiance flickered through Shirley's eyes. “ I am willing to take the risk and make your dreams a true reality." I heart fluttered at Shirley's reassuring words. Who would have thought a sixteen years old maiden of mine had a big heart made of gold. I smiled gently, reaching out and grabbing her hands. " Thank Shirley. I appreciate.” Shirley shrugged a shoulder,her face remained impassive. " It nothing little mistress. Please get up and let me help you shower.”

I strained, my eyes blurring misty and black. A whirring sound. Growing louder and louder. I looked at Freya. She was floating in the air. Fuck! I rolled over with all my might till I was right underneath her body. Her hair scattered wildly in the air around her as she kept levitating till her head almost hit the roof of the cave. From the depths of her being, a primal scream erupted, propelling her forward with a surge of untamed power. The rogues still standing fell down, their bodies convulsing under the force of her impact. Then, with a sickening spray of blood and bone, they exploded into a grotesque tableau of carnage.

Fuck, he was hot. I can’t believe I’m going through a breakup and I’m already fantasising about someone else. Damn, who cares? When Noah was having sex on our bed, he didn’t think of me while doing it. The efforts that I put into this relationship just went to waste. As for this moment, I don’t care whatever happens to me. He doesn’t look that dangerous to me, or does he? “Do you live alone?” He nodded. “I don’t bite, feel free.” He chuckled.