Feyre Wings Novels & Stories

Ilyana continued reading, not allowing sadness to creep into her thoughts. “The wings are special. The human body is not designed for flight - the chest is too small, the muscles are weak and the body is heavy. An ordinary person cannot get off the ground, even with wings. Seraphim can fly due to the fact that their wings are woven from thin threads of the Force. You can control your wings by learning to control your own magical energy. But the peculiarities of Selena’s children do not end there. Wings, being a dynamic structure, are influenced by the owner. With sufficient control, they can be modified, made sharp or dense. Wings are one of the main weapons and shields of the seraph warrior

Leya’s mouth mucus appeared in large quantities. Fewa shuddered at the sight of the cute little butterfly turned disgusting. As fast as lightning, in a movement, neither Queenie nor Fewa could see. Leya flew around Fewa’s broken wing. Several times, Fewa screamed in pain. But he couldn’t do anything because Leya’s movements were like light shining in all directions around his wings.

Not yet. Rea's wings moved behind her. Slowly, gracefully they spread, like two arcs of white, shimmering silver at the tips. The soft light of the bath filtered through the feathers, as if she had brought a fragment of another world with her. As she fully unfolded them, the wings gently curved around them, folding inward like a tent, like a living shield. The outside world vanished. Only the two of them remained—and the silence of the water.

Her eyes, they shine with a crisp silver glow, captivating and illuminating the surrounding space. I can’t help but envy her perfect complexion, stressing her exquisite facial features. It’s clear that she is the divine offspring of God, the creator of all things, and Selene, the creator of all shifters. But what steals my breath away are her wings, almost translucent yet radiating with neon hues. They span several yards in each direction, reaching above her head and cascading down to her ankles, a mesmerizing sight that leaves me in awe.

I had his arm pinned to his back while my wings beat at the air in big swings causing feathers and dust to cascade around us. He may be fast, but I was stronger, with wings. I pushed off of him, jumping as my wings beat downwards propelling me upward, and I perched on the railing that ran along the edge of the first floor platform. There I waited while he straightened his cloths. I hurt the wolfs pride, but what must be done is now done.

she whispered weakly. The gigantic creatures resembled monstrous birds, with enormous talons, razor-sharp beaks, and pitch-black eyes devoid of emotion. And there were too many. More than fifty, perhaps. They swooped through the sky before diving straight toward the mansion. At that moment, Fiora felt all strength leave her legs. She could no longer stand. "Take Fiora and go!" Elyon shouted to Vael as he stepped protectively in front of him. Meanwhile, Riven and Darius had already readied themselves, preparing to intercept the winged monsters before they reached the shore.

"And I'm part vampire and part faye." He uncurled his wings. One was a large, navy blue coloured wing, almost seven feet long and the other one seemed a little...stunted, it was barely two feet. Something had gone wrong. "I asked Avalyn to turn me. Didn't know I'd get some faye in me as well." He said. "Can you fly?" I asked. "No." He said but shrugged. "I think it's cool anyways. The feathers are sharp enough to slit a throat." I knew it. Ava's wings had cut me once unknowingly. If used as a weapon, those wings could do much more.

We were alarmed when we all heard a knock on the door. "I'll see who," said Boreas. He opened the door big enough to have his head out and see who is outside. I heard him say something but it was in another language so I failed to understand what was going on. "The elder needs to meet them Boreas." Said the human by the door. Oh, so it wasn't in another language, it just has an accent. I stood up and went to where Boreas is. I opened the door fully and saw a young man who has the wings of a bird. I stared at him, something feels off, he feels magical to me. I was surprised when Zale pulled me towards him.

Ivy narrowed her eyes slightly and went back to the work that lay in front of her. Her life had already moved far ahead, much like a feather being carried in the wind.

Kendra opted to walk when she got close to other fairies, she didn’t want anyone seeing her wings, she walked fast as her wings swept the ground behind her, she did not care. One of the downfalls of being a fairy was that when they find their mates everyone could see from their wings, they harden, mature and the original color darken. Everyone could see when the other has found their mate.