Feyre Wings Novels & Stories

I could not believe that my power has a limit when it comes to granting wishes and I am looking forward to her explanation. "The wings were heavily guarded by both realms. It is locked in the deepest part of the realms and was carefully sealed in an isolated fortress. In addition to that, the wings were protected by Uriel's tears and cannot be destroyed nor summoned by just anybody no matter how powerful they are, except for the owner of the wings," Erythaea carefully explained to all of us. "Does it mean that I have to go there to get the wings by myself?" Aria wants to reconfirm.

She moves her arms gently, no more pain. She opens her eyes to look at herself, her arms are gone, replaced with wings. The tips of her wings were bright orange, then they transition to a darker red colour until her elbow, or where it had been. Then they turn to striped feathers, of a dark yellow almost gold and a deep blood red. She moves them a little, and looks up at Ash and Kai.

They moved skillfully, and quickly, opting to fight opponents that had still been in human form. Ambrosia fought just the same but had Tiana and Zephyr as back up. This allowed her to fight wolves as well. Zephyr's white wings were beautiful and almost blinding. I wished I could have had more time to take in their enthralling, majestic beauty. One look at them had you in a daze. I reluctantly tore my eyes away from them to look at Tiana's wings. It resembled a butterfly's with multicolors, the most prominent being bronze and gold.

If they did then they would not leave here. “Avanti,” Bandore barked out. A young man on the side of him raised his hands up and threw his magic at the electrical barrier. We watched as it collapsed. The wings of two female Fae came out as they lifted off into the air. The color of wings denoted whether they were Light or Dark Fae. The lighter the wings of Light Fae showed their power. Caiathus’ family had translucent wings which showed them to be of the utmost power. The darker the Dark Fae wings were also showed their power.

Yikes "You have wings too?" I ask Aylin and she nods before huge black wings appear behind her. Hers are membranous and resemble bat wings. Her wings seem to absorb what small light there is, and nothing shines off of them, like the blackness of them overpowers any kind of light. She flaps her wings once, before she jumps and lets them carry her upwards. She makes it look effortless.

What got our attention, was the most prominent feature in the woman’s body…it was the pair of wings at her back…scaly wings usually found in flies. “Fae…” Krimson whispered almost absentmindedly…and everything changed from that moment onwards.

"Are you kidding? You're really talking about my dad?" "I am. If we can break the spell your parents cast on you, you will probably have white wings like him. And don't forget the elongated and sharp canines characteristic of the fae," she looked at Kai, still mocking me. "This will be amazing." "I'm just one-third fae, right? Maybe I won't have wings," I spoke a little exasperated. "You're not afraid of heights, right?" asked Kai with a smug smile. "Because it's just heights, nothing to be afraid of."

The evidence is compelling, and the realization that she might have a long-lost twin brother is sinking in. Davina, still in a state of disbelief, stared at the photo of the baby, her mind overwhelmed with a whirlwind of emotions and questions. Could it truly be possible that this was her long-lost twin? How had such a revelation remained hidden for so long? Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by another buzz from her phone. With trembling hands, she opened the message, revealing another photo. This time, it was a picture of a little boy, about five years old, with the same dark hair and those unmistakable bright eyes. The shock and astonishment of this unexpected discovery continued to g

Ofelia crouched next to me, eyes wide as she whispered, “Freya. She looks like her mama.” I nodded, watching Spitfire go to work. She was calmer now, more focused. Even through the exhaustion in her eyes, there was something fiercely instinctive in the way she licked each kitten clean, nudged them into place, and kept her tail curled like a barrier between her and the chaos outside the box. This was her battlefield, and she was holding the line. Kitten number three came minutes later, sleek and ghostly gray like smoke—silent but breathing. I double-checked the airways and passed the towel to Ofelia, who took it with trembling hands.

I hope everything won't come to haunt me in my sleep too. I woke up feeling sun rays on my face and the cool breeze of the morning and bird's chirping. I always like my room because of these things, they made me feel relaxed and free. For a moment I forgot everything and just focused on the things around me. Sunrays, earthly smell, cool breeze, birds chirping these are my treasures and happy things. I want to freeze this moment forever and be in it. But some wishes are hard to be granted.