Fluffy Wings Novels & Stories

She was upset and she had the right to be, but since she could feel my emotions, she couldn't be enraged further. I looked over her shoulder and wowed when I saw her wings for the first time. I read about it in the book but it was even more amazing to see in person. The main colour of her wings was lavender pink. The wings were large, translucent and substantial, with a petal-like design. The wings had a refined incurvation and were adorned with heart-shaped disc flowers with sweet-like petals and colours ranging from soft purples, pink, yellows, and blues. The wings emitted a soft, radiant glow and pink fairy dust fell from them with each flutter. The gentle glow gave her wings an air of tr

"Angel wings dear. It is called that because everyone says it makes them feel like they are in heaven." "Oh." I nodded, smiling more in realization. "The wings are supposed to take you to heaven? Creative." "Named it." Gus announced proudly. Freya gave him a look before we started laughing. "Right." I couldn't help but take more bites of the fluffy pastry. "How in the world is this so soft." I felt the loaf in my hand and its pleasing, silky softness met my fingers. "Definitely not the work of only milk and butter." Freya raised a brow. "You bake too?"

the lady was the first to air out her expectations and pulling Frank out of his own thought. "Let find out shall we?" He waved at the waiter who walked over with their menu and handed each to the four of them. And as expected, she had ordered for jollof rice and fried chicken with salads while the rest followed suit. The restaurant was bursting with people coming and going in their numbers. Their meal was truly the best as they all ate with their mouth full. Frank thought he saw someone that looked like Aria walked in through the door after a while but wasn't sure until he heard her laughing at the opposite end of the cafeteria.

My tongue shifts, forking at the tips, and flicks out, dragging it across her stomach. My scent spreads across my tongue. “Mmm, Dara. You have been using the lotion. My good Girl. You taste just like me.” I straighten, staring down at her flawless figure, her arms spread out as if she were presenting herself to me to be devoured. “Don’t mind if I do, Sweet Mate.” I strip off my shirt, groaning as my wings stretch from being confined in the tatters of my shirt. I am going to have to buy some more before too long. I don’t know how my wings keep going away, but they always burst out when I need them, or I lose control of my emotions. I’ve torn a lot of shirts apart. Rolling my head over my shou

“I don't think you know what you need.” “What are you, my father?” He kept mute but his pretty boy smile never left his face. “I am only trying to brighten your mood, I don't like seeing you this way at all.” “Me too, I don't like seeing me this way.” He went to my window and opened it fully. As he stood, I saw something I had never seen before. With his upper body outside the window, he brought out his wings. Man, they were huge. They weren't made of feather but rather of meat, I guessed. Kind of similar to a bat's wing, only way cuter….and way, way, way bigger.

She moves slowly to the left, and runs to the right side, get excited sees someone approaching the cage, knowing you are about to let them out, her hand acts like a bird, with two hands as a wing, up down to fly away, far from other living things. "Excellent, next." All of a sudden she freezing in mid and moving wings but not the body. It's not the bird. The butterfly is a sign for a couple, her hand gives X form, everyone can see but not good to touch, have very fragile scales and you risk hurting her. "The flapping wings in my room can make a tornado in your heart." "Beautiful, I thinking about acting too now." Her comments before were not patiently enough, later the actor's performance wa

Everyone saw that the Dodge Tomahawk's posture was slowly changing. It stood where it was, leaning slightly, but it had never taken its eyes off Spider Queen, as if it were ready to attack. And just behind the handsome silver-white robot, a pair of massive, beautiful angel-like robotic wings that were made of an unknown material slowly unfolded. As they expanded, all the surrounding spider silks were ruthlessly severed, and an ice-blue light flowed on the wings, looking extremely beautiful.

“Oh, gods…” Her breath was scorching hot. Every exhale washed over me like the air from a furnace. One careless movement from me and I would get burned, even one accidental bite and I would be dead. “Please don’t sneeze,” I whispered. The beast blinked one golden eye then, with another powerful roar her enormous wings spread. “Wings?” They unfurled like giant sails, black as midnight and edged with crimson veins. One powerful flap and the beast launched itself into the air. The crowd gasped.

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. They seem to absorb what little light there is, and nothing shines off of them like their darkness overpowers any kind of light. She flaps her wings once before she jumps and lets them carry her upwards. She makes it look effortless.

He felt his wings sprung free and wrapped them in a private cocoon it was as if they had a mind of their own. That has never happened to me before, “Momma have you finish making my sand… OH HEY YOU HAVE WINGS JUST LIKE THE OLD LADY DOES, BUT YOURS SPARKLE AND MOVE!” Charms said as she burst into the kitchen looking for her sandwich. Taji’s wings retreated immediately and they both jumped apart. Charm frowned and tilted her head when the sparkle dimmed. “Now they look like the old lady’s wings, I like them better when they sparkled.” Charms said coming to stand in front of her mother. The Fae king frowned in confusion looking to make sure his wings had retreated, they were gone, but yet the l