Firefly Wings Novels & Stories

She rubbed his back lovingly. Leya flew low around Fewa. The Little Dragon sat on the ground in very poor condition. His broken wings turned blue. The wings should be bright green, flaming, and slightly scaly, like Fewa’s skin. The little butterfly then circled Fewa. It was like Leya was examining Fewa’s wound. A moment later, Leya opened her mouth wide. Leya’s mouth mucus appeared in large quantities.

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.

He was curious to know the kind of wings she had. “Yes, do you want to see it?” she smiled. Her scarlet eyes radiated under the moonlight, adding enigma to her lethal beauty. “It will be an honor.” Rieska closed her eyes, and a moment later, her wings took shape. It was black similar to a bat. There were gold and crimson swirls on its membrane. “How is it?” She widely opened her wings, levitated near him that he could perfectly see the small details in it. It was fascinating.

The other toddlers saw me, and they surrounded me after a few minutes, touching my wings. "My wings are colorful because of the four elements inside me. Usually, Fae wings only have one or two colors, and my wings fascinated all the toddlers. "They like your wings. " Calla said, sitting beside me. "Why don't you shift in your Lycan? " "I'm afraid I'll scare them. " "Prince Amir, watch out. " One of the Nanny screamed. Water came on my palm when I saw fire flying towards us, and giggling echoed around us.

She dove underneath the bounce, barely avoiding it. Ziyah’s wings came out right before she shot off into the sky. Goddess, her wings were stunning. The lighter the wings, the more powerful the Light Fae was. Her wings were magnificently translucent with hints of silver. According to her, silver contained within the wings of Light Fae showed that they were even more powerful than those with only the one color.

Shelley stands, gazing at her brother's frames, running her fingers over the glass which protects its bejewelled occupants. Captives? Prisoners? A tomb.... She reads the labels: Hesperiidae.... Lycaenidae.... Riodinidae.... Gossamer wings, some in metallic blues and golds, other copper or burnished orange, some almost transparent, others in a green which rivals the glorious eyes of the watcher. All rest there, neatly pinned, displayed, categorised and named. "Don't touch the frames, Shelley. You'll get fingerprints on the glass, then I'll have to clean them again."

Carefully he laid the items out on the counter beside her naked body, rosa struggled as he lifted the blindfold and pushed it down over her eyes. “Remember, Rosa. One week. You agreed to this.” His words made her go still, desperately she wanted to see what else he was doing, but she was already blindfolded, the sound of buzzing made her jump, butterflies turned to moths in her stomach as the buzzing grew close to her ears. When it touched against her nipples she jumped and moaned, the vibrations cascaded down through her body, sending ripples of desire down to her pussy. It was as though her nipples and her pussy were connected.

Ayat said, covering her eyes with her hand. ************************** "Why are we here in the middle of the night, "She asked with a deep frown on her face. A small smile touched the corners of his lips at her irritated face. "What are you doing? " She asked in a confused tone when he held her by the upper shoulder, making her stand against the closed glass doors of 'Firefly' "We will start with very small steps, " He said, moving to the side and standing beside her, their shoulders touching each other.

“Why is Falynx coming here?!” The massive creature named Falynx, a colossal beast that had six pairs of wings but no legs. Its head was like a crocodile’s and its wings were that of a bat. Its body was covered in peach sand scales and some patches of brown hair. It was 70 metres in length and flew about 100 metres above the sand. The sand was still blown away as it flew over and casted a large shadow on the desert. “KRAAA!!” It shrieked loudly as it got closer.

I said, starting to cry. “Don’t cry dear, now do the same, picture them coming back,” he told me. I took a deep breath and nodded, giggling when he wiped the tears off my cheeks. Closing my eyes, I imagined the feathers of my wings slowly coming back. I could feel when they returned and opened my eyes with a squeal of delight. My wings were big and very strong. The tips touched my heels and when I stretched them out they were almost 5 meters across. I brought one of my wings around in front of me so I could stroke the plush feathers. The feathers were white but faded to black at the edges. They looked like they were burned.