Fluffy Wings Novels & Stories

pleasant nervous, like thousands of crazed butterflies swarming around in my stomach. Baby blue eyed butterflies; with wispy white blonde wings.

Their hearts shattered at the sight of the bright, angry burns on her hands. "We have a maid to handle the cooking! You've always been hopeless with fire. What were you thinking, messing with the stove?" Jillian hung her head. She stayed quiet for a long moment before finally glancing up at me. "Wanda texted me last night and demanded I cook for her. I didn't want to make her mad, so I couldn't refuse. I woke up early this morning to prepare everything. I guess I'm just hopelessly clumsy." My heart sank. Before I could even explain, Dad charged over and hit me square across the face.

She exclaimed "You see everything about us is wonderful" "But why do you call it Fairy Wings?" Pradai asked, and in that moment, a few colorful birds, that she had never seen before, came all around her, their wings were like that of a dragon ball and their eyes were beautiful and shiny, and they glitter. One pecked on her hand. "Oh. I think I know why now" she said, considering the birds all around her. "You think? Just wait and see" Kar said, as he took some steps backwards, and jumped off the cliff

he said. “Wings,” I confirmed. “She absolutely has wings in her repertoire now.” “Technically they were a manifestation of—” “Wings,” I said firmly. “My best friend grew wings in a battle. I’m calling them wings.” Marcus made a sound that was probably not supposed to be a laugh and was. Kael’s hand rested on the door. The almost-smile stayed. “She’s strong,” he said. “Yes,” I said. “She is.” KAEL’S POV

Isla, she was a tall slender fae short hair that was nearly shaved against her head. Her eyes reminded me of Helix’s as they bulged slightly from her face. Her wings were her prominent feature. It was the first time I saw the typical fae wings. They looked like they were made of stained glass catching every light possible to cast their color on any surface they could. Slightly transparent but just enough to show a delicate softer intention. She flapped them so silently even the air currents around her weren’t disturbed as she hovered to place a few books up high on some shelves.

I pushed him a few inches away from me, “…marriage.” “But I can’t leave you alone. You don’t even have wings to get out of the suite to eat.” “Jake will escort me and look after me,” I replied with a wicked smile. He rested his forehead against mine and looked into my shining eyes. His forearms, sinking into the mattress beside my head, supported him; then he buried his hands in my hair. I felt my strands twist around his long fingers, which kept my head from moving. He spread his wings, drawing them into the center of my attention. Nathan’s black wings made him feel so stronger and larger that, lying beneath him, I felt increasingly fragile. Their feathers absorbed the sunset’s rays and gle

* Even her mindlink voice was tiny and sweet, filling me with a sense of wonder. *Oh ok, let's go get coffee and breakfast,* I said, feeling famished, and she flew to my shoulder, holding onto my hair with her tiny hands, tucking her wings down behind her. She was like a Fairy Firefly, her tiny body, only three inches tall, she glowed bright white, with eyes the same color as her wings, gold, like those of a dragonfly. When she fluttered, golden sparkles like glitter came from her body, making everyone around her feel happy and uplifted, with a hint of delight.

Lucifer caught the wind under hir wings and soared upwards into the sky. Ze felt the wind buffet all around hir feathers as ze sailed gracefully in a wide sweeping curve. Then, ze angled hir head, spotted Freya far below, then turned hir body downward. Ze flapped a few times to help gain speed, then pulled hir wings close to hir body.

The sleek black fur of his wolf coat shimmered in the moonlight. From the shoulders of his majestic black wolf, ethereal wings began to sprout, emerging swiftly like a secret whispered by the night itself. The wings extended with a captivating poise, their span expanding to match the grandeur of Wade’s form, the black feathers glistening with an otherworldly sheen. Astrid stood there, her eyes widening in sheer amazement, her jaw dropping involuntarily as she beheld the extraordinary metamorphosis taking place before her. Wow, she never knew he could fly!

There was only a long thud of air as the something suddenly unfolded into fairly large leathery wings. Vic shook his head in panic, turned several times, trying to see the innovation. The wings did not want to gather back - they stuck out straightened on the sides. He forced himself to calm down and freeze in place, too stupid to spin naked on the lakeshore. This is not a tail, a tail would probably interfere more. After a very short flight over the forest, the wings were no longer such a surprise. You just need to learn how to manage them. He moved his shoulder blades again and tried to feel them, imagining that it should feel like body parts - just like arms or legs. After several unsucces