Romans & histoires Dark Secret Wings Of Fire

If he didn’t retire, they would fire him. Or kill him, depending on how this would play out. “We all are going to disappear for a while. We haven’t turned in for this yet. As far as anyone knows, we extracted the girls and were ambushed after. No one needs to know we were here or where we go, but it’s time to get lost.” He said before turning and walking back out the door, pointing to the tiny camera in the top corner of the hallway. “Take that shit down. Time to pack up. Ten minutes and then I don’t want to see any of you sorry fuckers again for a few months.”

I replied. Suddenly, he walked closer. My heart began to drum against my ribs. He reached out, his fingers hooking under my chin to force my head up. "Look at me," he said, his voice a low, icy vibration. I looked. It was the first time I had ever seen his face from this close. His eyelashes were impossibly long, and his eyes were a deep, swirling dark brown. For a second, the air felt thin. My face began to burn, a heat spreading from my chest to my cheeks.

The shadow creatures surged in endless waves, crashing against her fire dome like a sea of teeth and claws. Sera’s strength faltered. Blood ran from her nose, her mouth, her ears. Her fire sputtered. Her wings cracked. Adrien stirred, silver fire flaring faintly in his veins. His hand squeezed hers. “Let me go,” he whispered. “Save yourself.” Her eyes blazed, golden fire dripping from her lashes. “Never.” The dome shattered, Shadows poured in, crashing down, Sera’s scream rose like a second sun. She unleashed everything, every drop of fire left, a storm of gold that scorched the abyss.

I was floating in the air with golden angelic wings made of fire spread out and protruding from my back. What the actual fuck?!

I make my way weaving between empty cabins and stopping in the clear center. My mate stands in burnt clothes that just barely cover her body. Her veins glow red as I watch the fire retract back into her. Silas is behind her ice overtakes the flames putting them out. I see her skin begin to glow and her eyes are golden. Two giant white wings burst from her back. Flames overtake them and she looks to the sky. Every muscle in her body is flexed and she screams the pain finally hits me and I gasp for air. I shift back on my hands and knees gasping for air.

Give in. I closed my eyes and felt him deep inside me. I felt him clawing away in there, and I let go, dropping whatever barrier was holding him back. A ring of fire spread across my eyes. My entire body was a light yellow fire with bright orange and red tips. Wings erupted from my shoulder blades, spreading wide beside me. They were covered in orange and deep red flames. Every step I took turned the sand on the shore into glass.

One of them was mid-conversation with his friends, not even looking my way. "Nah, bro, I'm telling you, Dark Bird was fire last night. You missed out." He laughed, loud and careless. "She has this sexy body. Guy, if you see how she twirl ok the poll, you will almost die. She is so enchanting." They passed. Just like that. Gone around the corner, their voices fading into the general noise of the hallway. I stood completely still. My exhale came out shaky and too long. "You okay?" Kingsley asked quietly from behind me.

Chapter 49 The wind began to blow hard. The moonlight simply disappeared. Suddenly the room darkened, the lights going out for a few seconds. The flames in the fireplace trembled. A black blur, larger than any natural shadow, crossed the window in a second, with wings that beat once before folding.