Flights Of Fantasy Novels & Stories

Looking over at Joffrey now in a full conversation with the man, my attention turns back to the white light flickering in the back of the store, as I found myself being drawn towards it. At first, I thought it might be a candle, but the closer I got to it, I began to realize that wasn’t the case, as it began to move from the original spot, floating now freely in the air, from one bookshelf to another. Taking a few more steps towards it, I could see small wings fluttering, and I couldn’t believe what my eyes were now seeing. I had heard of them in fairy tales, but I had never seen one in person until now, as I stood there in awe, watching it move from book to book.

He smiled back at them, smoothly sliding a couple of dollar bills into the first lady's hand. I've been in only one plane before in my life, and while it wasn't anything fancy, I was totally blown away by everything. The mere science of it, the fact that I was a couple of thousand feet in the air…it was a wonderful thing to experience. However, that experience didn't even come close to this. As soon as my feet stepped inside, I realized that this wasn't just a regular plane... it was a freaking penthouse on wings. Inside the main cabin was a centre of luxury.

Nathan looked at me before leaving the room. “Come, we have a flight to catch,” Edgar said. As we leave, I feel uncomfortable traveling without Dora. But sadly, she is no longer part of my life. As we travel to Scotland, the plane is full. Merida, Ora, Benson, Rhea, Anabelle, Kristopher and Ellie. Not forgetting Edgar and myself and our guards. The flight passed quickly with all the commotion from the chattering young adults.

Just the wind brushing the surface of the court. “I don’t want to choose between you and Dante. I want both of you. I know it sounds mad, like some fairytale poly fantasy. But I’ve thought about it, and it makes sense. We all want each other. And I know you might be scared, or think Dante and I still have unfinished business, but... it’s not about old feelings. It’s about the new ones we’ve built. All three of us.” Taiga’s shoulders stiffened. His lips parted, then shut. His eyes dropped to the ground.

Pyrrus takes a turn to the left as we come to the neutral city, taking us towards the edge of the city before we head to his land. He had mentioned it was a two day flight and we would be stopping to rest overnight. So just as the sun starts to set we land at the edge to the forest leading to the mountains. Sliding to the floor, my legs feel like jelly because we had been flying all day. I never take my eyes off Vulcan as he shifts from huge black and gold Dragon to the tall handsome and powerful King he is.

" I gave a small nod, turned, and walked away. Jacob started after me, but Wendy clung to him with all her might, refusing to let go. I had no desire to deal with either of them anymore. I left without a word, booked a flight, and went home. When I came back, Jacob was storming down the street. He was red-faced with frustration, while Wendy trailed behind like a scolded child. I didn't know what had happened after I left, and frankly, I didn't care. I slipped the plane ticket into my pocket, ignored the sight of them entirely, and walked into the house.

from behind me. The sky hit my face. The air smelled of rain and industrial fumes. My eyes stung, but my wings were excited to finally be released from the heavy blankets of my bed, and were all the more energetic for it. I rose higher and higher, my wings flapping in a panic-borne frenzy, and to my surprise I no longer had any fear of falling. For a moment, my shame and terror were forgotten in the euphoria of flight. I turned and twisted my body, twirling and barreling gracefully through the air. The world passed beneath me like a stream: rooftops and chimneys and steeples and spires! I soared above the docklands, the ocean, the Thames and the Necropolis, amazed at my own speed. I passed o

"How do we get inside?" "Do we knock?" Just as they were about to go closer, the high gates opened revealing two winged fairies. They honestly assumed that the creatures from this city were small but they were of the same heights but their wings glow. The lady wings were gorgeous like a butterfly with different colors and the boy has a dragon fly like wings that flickers such colors when he moves depending where it will reflect.

Their wings were connected with their lives and that was when they went vanishing. “We will go with you Amara no matter what. We promised ourselves to protect you until the end. Our body will recover soon, don’t worry about us. We are stronger than what you think.” Amethyst reassured with determination and courage. A week from now, Fafaniya, Prince Conrad, Amethyst, Kuya Zouli and I will be starting our journey to the Land of Marchans where flying humans like angels existed. “If we can’t see their wings, how can we spot them?” I asked Fafaniya. I didn’t learn about it from Ka Linda when I was little.

How am I to reach Iria when I cannot even fly? Struggling, I willed my wings to disappear but without the potion, that is impossible to do so. I huffed, closing my eyes, willing my wings to follow my command and carry me up in the sky for it is my only chance to reach Iria. My wings shivered at first but the force I have exerted made me rise a feet, until I was high enough to soar; my heart on my throat. I watched as the army of the possessed search the alleys – upturning rubbish bin and kicking doors as though it will help them about finding me.