Dreams With Wings Novels & Stories

She was using the weapon, not hiding behind it. Under the loud clanks and sparks of two swords, the wings behind her back started to tingle. They fluttered, begging to set free as the shackles of past kept them tied for so long. They feared if they have forgotten to fly. The feathers of hope craved to feel the caresses of heavenly air.

He didn't realize that the joy Raymond felt when he was called by his name had created a new feeling within Ravi, like many butterflies flying out of his chest. "Ravi?" Ravi woke up from his reverie, seeing Raymond tilting his head in confusion, one of his eyes shining brightly. Ravi licked his dry lips and shifted his body away from Raymond. The intense scent of chocolate still filled Ravi's lungs. "Yes. So, can your wings make you fly?" Raymond's smile faded, and he shook his head slowly. "No, they're just decoration. I'm the only one like this. If I were a full elf, I could use them to fly, but these wings aren't strong enough to lift my body."

I rest my head against his chest and sleep. I have the strangest dream. I can see many planets in the night sky that sparkles. My name is being called, but I’m too mesmerised by my surroundings to follow. A fluffy white cat with white wings rubs itself against my leg as it purrs. I kneel and stroke its fur. It feels surreal, but I know it’s just a dream. There are houses made from precious gems and stones. Some hover in the air on islands that have bridges connecting them to other hovering islands.

He crawled after her like a hungry wolf on the prowl as she moved back onto the mess of sheets above them. Emma’s reactive body pushed him to the brink of madness, and her hair. Oh, her hair! Just as he’d fantasized so many times. When she hovered above him, it brushed against his stomach and chest, sending shockwaves and tremors rippling across his skin. As he climaxed, Michael groaned in ecstasy and wings sprouted from his shoulder blades; large, snowy white, iridescent wings that reached from his shoulders down to his feet.

I hugged her crying and she tried to calm me down. -What's wrong? -Mother, I had the strangest dream you can imagine. A winged man was chasing me wanting to take me with him, I wanted to wake up but I couldn't and then another man appeared who said he was my father. -Calm down, it's over. -It's not the first time, it's been three nights in a row that I dream about the same thing. -It was just a dream, don't make a big deal out of it.

I watched her lay down again and closed her eyes. I sighed, looking around again before laying back down. "Its just a dream" I murmured before closing my eyes. .

That lengthy explanation, hopefully, would give these two some sense to think brilliantly now. "Ahm! That explained a lot of why the warriors here are scared of him. He told me once that he only needed his wings so he could fly again!" Alright, that gave me relief. Now, I knew exactly what to do. I got up and tore the giant rope that was wrapped around his mighty wings. The wings were small. They were like wings of angels, not dragons. I had no idea how this would work, but I had a huge faith that these treasured wings would wake him up and make him soar high in the sky again. I placed the wings beside him while King Logan and Alpha Adam made him lie on his stomach. I put the wings on his ba

I nodded and swallowed hard. “Now retrieve your wings, honey.” “What wings? I have wings!” My eyes nearly popped out of each socket. My heart pounded so hard in my rib cage, and I instantly felt the air pulsing around us. I didn’t want to look behind me over my shoulder. I was scared for it to be true. “You’re not helping, Sebastien,” Zarah said cautiously. “Not wings like physical wings. They’re glowing, like 3D lights, the same as when you summoned the fire, but yes, you have wings,” Ren tried to explain but I completely understood what he meant.

Each one of the dragons not only represented each of the four dragon families that Rule the four countries, but also the four first Shifters from the old fairytale that I had read to Calix. Fidgeting in my all black dress and black thick cloak, I stared back into her stone gaze, my mind taking me back to that dream I had of her. Was all that happened real? Did The All Mother truly visit me in my sleep? What did her words mean? And why did I feel that way when I was looking at the wolf and dragon?

Blowing the candles , eating the cake and watching the cities at night from the helicopter that fly high. She still remember her dream . She is just a little girl in her dream .. Her mother pick her up from a beautiful garden . She had her wings and her mother also had her wings . They fly high and she laugh happily and her mother smiles to her gently with her eyes looking at her with love. She still remember what she had told her in her dreams .