Novel & Cerita Cerita On The Wings Of Love

“Now, wait you just a moment. Sit back down. I said I not be changing me mind. It doesn’t mean you’s can’t convince me.” I knew then he was bluffing. There was something else he wanted more, and the pearls were just a test to see how far I’d go. (End of Wings of Momentum) *** I hope you enjoyed Reggies little time in the spot light. Ayda's second installment will be started sometime time soon in Heart Of Hell. I hope you watch for it, and know I appreciate all the readers who've taken the time to read my stories, much love! XXo

"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."

A soldier suddenly sprouted two wings on his body, he was flying in the sky, so he dodged. The test ended, only a few people remained. Bella Risa looked at the young man who was probably in his twenties, his handsome face retracting his wings. With a little praise, she couldn't help but blurt out: "He's both handsome and very good." Raph Conrad glanced at the woman, eyes glazed over at the other man. For some reason, there was some discomfort in his heart, and his tone was more harsh: "A group of ten people, but only a few people passed. Everyone, what kind of practice is this?”

Angelo listened to the recording on his phone. He had captured everything from when Portia had started her intense, but ill-fated seduction attempt. He was relieved she had left, but was saddened and stressed over the necessary consequences of her actions. He knew what had to be done though.

Ten days before the wedding, my fiancée spent over a hundred million to buy Marcus Collins a luxury yacht. So, I silently threw away the matching rings I had once planned to give her. Seven days before the wedding, she spent 50 million dollars to celebrate Marcus' birthday. Thus, I set fire to the photo album that held every memory of our past. Three days before the wedding, she wore the ring I had used to propose, and she kissed him deeply by the sea. Today, I finally chose to step aside. I notified our families and friends that the wedding was canceled, and I personally returned the engagement tokens to the Yardley family. Lowering my head, I said softly, "Mr. and Mrs. Yardley…I've al

Aphrodite nodded her head, then she left me who was now sitting on the edge of the rocks by the pond. I watched Aphrodite intensely, she was stroking Cara gently. She drew closer to her mystical beast so well... Until finally she closed her eyes, and Cara started to flap her wings again. And now Cara goes ahead to split the night sky with her bright wings, Cara goes and leaves the two of us here, alone... Together again. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ [Phoenix, the Charming and Beautiful Legendary Mythological Bird]

he pleaded again reaching for her hand but she flinched back and moved further away from his reach. Henry was short of words as he stood listening to the argument between the two of them. This man desperation could only mean one thing. He loved her but he hope it was just his own imagination at work because where will that leave him?. Caught in a love triangle obviously She already introduced him as her boyfriend. Maybe she didn't mean it literally. Aria on the other hand was eager to listen to his plea and let him in and ask how he has been this past weeks but she promised herself never to be manipulated by the man again.

I pull my shirt off, hearing her hum with pleasure as she runs her hands over my bare chest and then I open the window and sit on the ledge, letting my wings expand outside the room. “When do I stop wanting you, Cal? When does this feeling of needing to have you inside me stop?” “Hopefully never,” I say, leaning out of the room and letting my wings catch the air and pull us out of the bedroom. I lift up into the sky while my mate kisses me, feeling her desire spike again, feeling her love for me flowing through her, and feeling the desire to one day soon have my babies. I growl with the last thought, as we fly up to her window. I don’t pull away from the kiss as I tap on the window, waiting

“Let me carry the weight, if only for tonight.” Memories surged: the cold exile road, her unborn child fluttering in terror, the empty nights when faith was all she had left. She pressed her palms to her eyes, but the tears came in hot streams, unstoppable now. Her wings trembled, feathers rattling like wind-struck chimes. “I hated you,” she whispered. “I hated that I still loved you more.” She turned, fists clenched. “Do you understand what that feels like? To love the hand that pushed you into darkness?”

Then, Adrian uttered, "Since you insist on lying to me, I'll give you one final true love test. Do you choose this coffin, or do you choose to marry me? You can only pick one." I stared at Adrian in disbelief, unable to comprehend that he could do something so absurd. "Put it back! My mother is in there! If you really throw it down, I will never forgive you!" Adrian's temper flared instantly. "You won't even choose me over a fake coffin? Camilla, you're truly heartless. I declare that you have failed your final true love test. Now watch me marry Vivian. As for this thing…" Adrian glanced at the coffin and sneered, "Throw it down! Just looking at it annoys me!"