Broken Wings Novel Novels & Stories

Ash still drifted in the air like black snow, settling over ruins that had once been Dawnspire’s proud walls. Serenya’s lungs burned with smoke and power as she struggled to hold herself aloft. Her new wings—woven of starlight and fire—shivered with exhaustion, dimming at the edges. Below, Thalric’s broken crown lay in shards, but the man himself rose from the ashes, alive, his form cloaked in a new and terrible shadow.

“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 stumbled backwards, arched ober and holding his nose. “Fucking bitch broke my nose,” he screamed out, and the crowd had fallen silent apart from a few gasps. I wasn't the weak girl they remembered. I was a strong woman who knew exactly how to protect herself, and I just needed to learn how to protect my people more. Everything I was doing was for them. My pack stayed in my mind all the time, and they occupied my every thought. I needed an army, and if this was the way I had to fight for it, then so be it. Barron stood up and extended his huge white wings. I followed suit and let my own gray pearlescent wings fan out. There were whispers again and gasps as my wings sparkled in the sunshine

She emerged from the darkness, stronger, wiser, and more radiant than ever before. With a sense of closure and a newfound sense of purpose, Sunita closed the chapter on her past and embarked on a journey of self-discovery, growth, and healing. She was ready to face the future with hope and determination. As she took her first steps into this new chapter, Sunita felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. She had survived the storm and was now thriving. She knew that she still had challenges ahead, but she was equipped with the strength and resilience to overcome them.

Michael and Rafael helped Rail to his feet. It was quite difficult to do that. There is no power and strength just to get up and fall. He had barely managed to recover, but Orthus had ripped himself apart again until he fell unconscious. The situation was messed up. He only has one wing, even though his wings are a precious gift from the King of the afterlife to him. Wings that become the identity of an angel to carry out the orders of the king of the Hereafter. But now, the wing was broken.

His eyes looked so broken, they softened considerably, but I couldn’t let him touch me, otherwise, my body might explode. “I…I… I’m going to go lie down.” My wings exploded, gliding down the staircase, the rush of the wind cooled the heat that sat at the surface of my skin. Blaze, curled up on the corner of a desk, lifted his head, watching me leave the great double doors. My feet pounded the lush, red carpet, each step away from Luci had my chest pounding slower but also heavier. Like I shouldn’t have left.

She completely became a thing that only exists to please him. ------- Patricia blinked a couple of times. Her throat is parched, her body aches everywhere, and she hurts. Unfortunately, this has been a regular occurrence for her. She will fly high, so high to her own world, she will feel nothing, like nothing matters. Then she will come crashing down. Like how the majestic castle she built collapsed with the strong breeze of wind.

I push that down and focus. “We don’t have all day, dragon. We need to get out of here before the fire draws humans to this scene.” I say, crossing my arms over my chest. He turns back around, and his wings begin to stretch out of his back. They are beautiful. I take a moment to watch them, until I see him flinch in pain. I reach my hand out, feeling for the injuries. “Did you just tear them, or did you break or dislocate something?” “I think it dislocated when I pulled them in. They weren’t quite in when I landed.”

But amid my pain, I didn't expect to feel the familiar pain on my back after she took one of the male's swords. "Nooooo!" I wailed in agony when once again I felt my wings being butchered from my back. My tears were falling, my stomach was hurting, and I know I was dying. I know I didn't have time to say goodbye to Armand. Snippets of images of both of us together flash before my blurry eyes. When we talked about our future, I didn't expect it to be this short. "Nooooo!" My voice was pure agony when I watched as she actually burned my wings with magic dust. I witnessed how the limbs flapped helplessly in front of me, the burnt smell evades my senses and my tears were heavy while the bitch la

I had pushed her out of the way to protect her, taking the impact myself and ending up paralyzed, never to walk again. One of my kidneys had even ended up failing. However, since Queenie had been pregnant at the time, I had begged the doctor not to tell her to avoid upsetting her. When I had first learned I was paralyzed, I hadn't wanted to burden Queenie and had even considered divorcing her. But she had stubbornly refused, saying she loved me and would stay by my side no matter what. Yet, time could be both cruel and unyielding. The woman who had once said she would always love me and stay by my side had eventually disappeared. Now, as I looked at her holding a knife to Leroy's neck, deman