Broken Wings Book Novels & Stories

“You can’t fly that far with both of them. You’ll burn out.” “I can handle it.” “Aqua—” “Don’t,” I snapped. “I said I can handle it.” His wings flared behind him, massive and dark against the rain. For a moment, I almost reached out. Almost. But then the twins stirred in my arms and that warmth vanished. He waited — but I didn’t move. So I jumped. The wind bit hard, cold slicing through my wet clothes as I lifted off, wings straining against the storm. The babies whimpered, one small hand clutching my dress. Behind me, I could feel his presence, following but keeping his distance.

She zapped past her in a fevered attempt to sneak out of the door, but that never happened as she felt something burn. She felt the heat before realization hit her that it was her wings. And then a force yanked her back, so hard that she crashed against the opposite follow. The back of her head collided. “The book. Give back the book.” A deadly voice demanded, but she had no strength to protest, no energy to escape. She knew she would not make it out of here. The book slid out from her unconscious hands.

- Are we going to fly? “No,” Vic barked and pulled the wing out of the girl’s fingers, dark spots remained on a few scales that still fell under the sun’s rays. “How harmful you are,” the girl was not at all offended and again switched to his ears. — It's interesting. Kim Won has never flown either. And you have to try. “If Vic moves a little more and finds himself in the sun, then his wings will disappear,” the guy said quickly and again brought the sword to the sarsh.

“Well, goodbye my dear wings! You shall be dearly missed, I guess!” With that said I pushed through the pain and unfolded my wings and pushed myself with all the might I could muster and glued the rest of the way to the bridge only, the moment I land on it to hear from behind me one heck of a yell and then, just like a huge bomb was detonated, they exploded in tons of pieces a d blood was everywhere.

He was just standing in the sunlight, and Ravi squinted as he saw something gleaming in the man's hand. Ravi focused his vision further to ensure that the object the man held wasn't what he thought it was. The man's hand moved, still gazing, and Ravi's eyes widened when he could see clearly. Ravi froze, subconsciously gripping Raymond's wrist tightly. He saw a shimmering sword smeared with red liquid that was undoubtedly blood. But it didn't end there. Ravi froze further without realizing it, tightening his hold on Raymond's wrist as he observed the man's wings, which were white and almost identical to Raymond's. The wings flapped, and he flew away somewhere.

They were werewolves that were killed when Liliana unleashed hell. "Stop, please!" I begged, my heart heavy with guilt and despair. But the voices grew louder, more agonizing, echoing through my mind like a never-ending nightmare. In my desperation, I felt my back flex as two white wings emerged from my back, a glimmer of hope in the bleakness. I gasped shocked, “M-my wings, finally!”

She gradually extended her hand and brushed the feather of his wings. “They are…” “Beautiful, right?” He was so excited to show Evangeline her wings that he didn’t even let her finish. “Divine. I was going to say divine.” She met his gaze and smiled. He returned the smile and with a swish of wind the wings disappeared. “Though I have a problem. Every time I open them, they just make a hole on my shirts, like they are blades. Plus they look weird when they are packed. Any suggestion?” He questioned her, after taking a seat on the couch.

"No, Sarn, you must go back. You must have your wings." His smile is glorious. "You are my wings." "No." "Yes, my love." The tip of his finger touches my chin. "The Goddess gave me the choice, but it was no choice at all. Wings mean nothing without love..." "No..." "Let me finish, love. I flew from the claiming field until I reached the dragon realm crossing. I shifted and walked to Bastian's castle. I needed to say goodbye and I needed a ride to the earth realm crossing. I gave up my wings before I ever reached you. They are of no consequence. I am still a dragon in my soul as long as you are there with me."

She glanced back and saw Wolferan had grabbed onto the edge of her cloak trying to stop her. She swiftly released the clasp on her cloak and swiftly jumped from the wall and cliff just before he could grab her and stop her. She went to spread her wing to fly but yelped in pain as she discovered her right wing was broken. She had been unable to tell before due to having no time and the amount of pain she felt from her back. Now she had made a fatal mistake.

When he was down she flew off. I followed when I finished the one I was fighting. It was too late. He had her on the ground with his foot in the middle of her back. Then, he just ripped her wings off. Like she was a bug. First one, then the other. He threw them as far as he could. She took one of his arms before he got her. I know, given time, we can heal a lost limb I hope to hell they can’t.” Will explained. “I went after him and took a good chunk out of him before he flew off.”