Broken Wings Novel Novels & Stories

Her skin was cold, and her breathing faint, but it was the darkness in her eyes that terrified him the most. For the first time, something within him stirred—a deep, primal instinct. He had never unleashed his wings before, not fully, but now they sprang from his back with a force that shocked even him. The black wings unfurled, stretching wide, their edges glowing faintly with an unearthly light. He had never flown properly before, had never trusted himself to soar, but there was no time for doubt.

The moment the bullet was shot down, a stream of purple light appeared and hit the grenade in the Winged's hands as fast as lightning. Boom! Fire waves swept over the place. The Winged let out a mournful cry as he was blasted away. He lost one of his arms, his feathers scattered on the ground, his wings full of bloody holes. He was covered in blood, and his chest was exploded open, revealing his bones. Bang! He fell to the ground and rolled a few times. He lay on the ground and kept twitching, looking like he was going to die. "Ahh... " The rest of the Wingeds flew into a rage and couldn't help but roar. They suffered such a big loss, one member dead and one seriously injured.

When she was only seven, thin papery wings had unfurled for the first time from her back. Transparent with silvery mesh of pulse lines, forking along the delicate bone that arched at the top, she had spread them slowly under her nanny's guidance, and as she spread them, the pulse lines had flickered like lightening. Her nanny had squealed in pure delight. But that was the last time it had happened. Raul had slashed the bone of her left wing with his sword, permanently damaging it. The pain had left her unconscious. When she woke up, her nanny was gone... forever.

A heavy silence hangs between us as we think of our next move. The future I am fighting, for now, feels like it is on the other side of a broken rope bridge. It sways leaving me with no control causing my every step to weaken the already cracked walkway. A sea of violent storms rests under the bridge as a reminder. One wrong move and everything falls. But when the wind rattles me from every side and thick murky fog rests in my sight what am I supposed to do?

The last day that humanity can taste before everything is destroyed with nothing left Until in a few minutes, Evie's coffin was not visible. Now there is only solid soil that has begun to cover the grave. Olivia hugged her mother who wasn't strong enough to let go of Evie's body, her mother was really fragile. Olivia was reminded of a moth with wings that would make any animal think twice about attacking it. The moth's wings have a pattern like a pair of eyes of a sinister creature that lives in a dark world formed by thousands of deaths, but on the other hand the moth's wings are so fragile that they can be easily crushed with a single touch. That's what her mother was like in Olivia's eyes

Not all of us are lucky enough to be bound to our lover by a curse. Noah remembered this empty insult: It had made him furious. But still, he shouldnt have said what Noah e next: Go, then. You wont be missed. He regretted it instantly, but it was too late. Noah rolled back his shoulders and threw out his arms. When his wings bloomed at his sides, they sent a burst of hot wind rippling across the grass where Daniel, Shelby, and Miles were hiding. The three of them peered up. His wings were massive and glowing and--

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.

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

“No.” But he jerked down the skirt and panties and drove into her dry flesh, and it hurt, a fierce pinching pain that turned to raw fire, and she knew he had torn something inside her. He thrust harder, faster, easing only when she stopped saying no and fell silent, her tears sliding in a hot salty trail down to the bed. She tried to think beyond the pain, told herself it would be over soon, just take it, take it, he’ll be done in a minute. One last bruising thrust and Abubakar shuddered over her, and she shuddered too as she thought of the swimming liquid inside me. She wanted nothing to do with his babies. She wanted nothing to do with him either.

The light briefly shows me his face as I read his emotions right off the bat. He's... regretful and guilty. He wanted to do cut ties with someone as disgraceful as me... That's what his eyes said. Everything went in slow motion. I couldn't feel the pain in my abdomen that he kicked me and how I was flying a few inches above the ground. Before I realized, I was flying. But I can't control my wings yet. These beautiful big golden wings that were going to die as soon as they emerged from my body. This is unfair.