Firefly Wings Novels & Stories

She could talk to animals, plants, and insects. She could understand them as if she could hear their voices. The butterfly flew from her finger and landed on her left shoulder as she heard skittering from the field. The flowers moved because of the fast movement on the ground. The movement continued until it reached the end of the field where she was. Three squirrels came out, dragging a pack of pink donuts wrapped in thick plastics.

Tiny lights, like little fairies, are dancing over the river’s surface even though it is still daylight. At first, I thought they were reflections until one of them landed on the sleeve of my dress. It is not light like I would have expected, the weight of it a proof of life. The body is built to resemble that of a dragonfly's, but its wings look like fragments of stained glass. It tilts its head towards me as though trying to get a better look at me. Then to my complete astonishment, the dragonfly looking insect chirps at me. Not a buzzing or humming sound like I would have thought, but it literally just chirped at me.

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.

But if he were to know that even heavenly geniuses took more than a day to achieve the same as he did in four hours, he wouldn't know what to think. Tsarayu looked at his own reflection in the lake and was amazed. Although these wings were formed using Qi and could dissipate, they still looked so real in his reflection. What was even more amazing was how beautiful and unique they looked. Tsarayu could see that one side of these wings were shiny golden in color, while the other side was completely black, like that of the darkness. They formed such a beautiful contrast with each other, which made them look so beautiful and unique.

Her feet almost tread on his as she trailed even closer behind, her nose once bumping into his back. Then they stepped out into a clearing, and the light of the distant stars lit up the area. They were near a cliff, Ariella could tell by the black void that greeted them a few feet away. Hanging back near the safety of the trees, she studied her mate for a moment. His silhouette was illuminated by the starlight, and she watched with parted lips as something glowed on his back, taking shape and forming wings. Wings of pale white colour, so faint they might have only been made of pure energy. So delicate and fragile, yet when they unfurled and stretched out, the large feathery shapes exuded pow

I tell them. “Interesting. Did he have wings?” my dad asks. I nod. “Did his wings have feathers or were they leathery?” “His wings had navy feathers. They reminded me of the night sky just after the sun sets.” I tell him. “Hmmm. Dark colored wings, whether they are covered in feathers or a leathery membrane is a demon trait,” my dad muses. “Is there anything else that you noticed about him?” my mother asks. I think fodr a moment and then reply, “Yes, he also was able to produce flames, but his were the color of actual fire.”

After a few moments, the whole area suddenly became bright and when we looked at the sky, it seemed like a gate was open and so many Angels were coming out. They have six wings each with the two wings on the lower side covering their body while the two wings on the upper side cover their face, while the two wings on the middle side they use to fly. They also sing "Holy, Holy, Holy" over and over as if they never get tired of singing. "Do you know what you did in return? Guia?" Nay Aurelia asked again, which brought my mood back. "Yes Mom, and that's half my lifespan." I answered Nay Aurelia with a smile, but I felt like my body was going limp.

I turned to the looking glass again to examine my new appendages. There were two pairs. The higher set was significantly larger, and bat-like in shape, with curly black thumbs. Between the black fingers there was leathery webbing, marked with a pattern like that of a common rose butterfly’s wings—alternating stripes of black and grey, with scattered red dots in the corners. The lower, smaller pair of wings had tails like those of a swallowtail, and they conformed to the same pattern, except red spots ran more plentifully down their sides. “I’ve never seen wings like these,” said Salem, gaping in awe. “You really are like something from a fairy tale.”

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.

I wanted to shut my eyes, but I couldn’t. I had not regained control over myself. I was high in the sky. My fear of falling to the ground made me pray for a safe landing. I didn’t know how it was possible for me to even fly. I had never noticed wings on my back before, but remembering what I saw in the memory orb of my father, I knew Faiths had translucent and delicate paper-like wings. They looked like those of a dragonfly. I must have had them as well.