Flying Creatures Fantasy Novels & Stories

She just rolled her eyes and I smiled. “She will be staying in our quarters,” Cygnus said seriously, which made their mother pause. “She’ll be safer there.” “What quarters?! Every female here has their own!” she said angrily. “What more does your soulmate want? More fancy clothes and jewels?!” “Enough!” Izar’s voice rang out firmly, echoing. “She is staying with us, and that’s final.” He whistled, surprising me, and then we heard a screech above. We stepped aside as a flying creature descended. When I saw it up close, it was like a serpent dragon with wings. It had small arms, ocean blue scales, and silver mane and slit eyes. It was bigger and longer than the hover. Izar climbed onto its bac

"You did not just—okay, you weren't born in Luminozenko, so you don't know about this. It is an insult to call our Gods like Earth animals. In fact, we do not call magical creatures in our world animals but Magical Creatures. Hear me? Magical. Creatures. The word animal is for insults, okay?" I just nodded and let her continue her sermon. "And we call our Gods the Greater Arkamis. Yes, Faenice have wings, Levio and Lupos have ears and tails, and Sierpenti have a tail, fins, and gills—" "Hold on, fins and gills?!" I exclaimed. "Isn't he a Dragon? Isn't he supposed to have wings as well? Like, like the Manticore! The leathery wings! " Morris attempted to throw a crumpled cupcake paper cup from

asks Owen. “Yes and no. Only those with magical powers like the warlocks and witches can travel. But elves, shifters, dragons and humans can but need the assistance of a warlock or witch. Only silver dragons have the ability to travel between realms without the assistance of a warlock or witch. The fairies can also travel between realms but almost never do. None of the mythical creatures in the fairy realm can travel to another realm without assistance. Now any questions before I get more in-depth about the dragons,” dad asks. Owen and I both shook our heads no. Miss Kat then walks in with our lunch. Thank goodness I’m starving.

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.

He was just giving them a show, a way of telling them to stop fucking around and send the actually strong ones. “They’re already here.” He said, as figures started appearing around them. They were nothing like what she had expected. The Faeries were encased in suits of gold and held the same golden weapons. The had no wings, but they could fly nonetheless. “Goblins.” Míriel growled. “I hate those fuckers. Couldn’t she have started with the elves?”

I saw it going up, my refuge, in a haze I lost it all, I lost it in an inferno, ablaze." "What do you think?" Aelanor looks at her companions. "It has to be some kind of bird, wings, plumage, feathers," Saayan offered. "Thunderbirds, Griffin, Adarna, there are so many." "Those are mythical creatures, Princess Saayan, they don't exist." Aelanor said. "They do, indeed, Princess," Pylaieus broke in. "What is myth in the human world is history in our world."

CARRIE'S POV! we were still flying. It felt like I had been the air for hours. Ben and I had tried to fight the creatures but to no avail. There were just too many. They were tall creatures, with the long rubbery legs of chickens and gigantic dust grey and black wings. One of the creatures was currently holding onto my forearms as it flew over the mountains below us. Ben was being transported in the same sort of way a few meters behind while the rest of the creatures flew around me in a flock formation.

Fantasies are often pictured as the 'epitome of a perfect world' by both young and old alike as a lot of things and happenings that are deemed impossible could be possible in the realm of fantasy. Existence of magic? Possible. The existence of angels and demons? Possible. Even the existence of flying pigs which is considered to be one of the most ridiculous ideas could also be possible.

Like…something was missing? The land stretched below like a floating dream—islands suspended in an endless sky, each one tethered by strands of magic so thick they hummed with life. No oceans. No gravity. Just a vast expanse of open space where gravity bowed to intention, and land itself listened to those with power. Forests of luminous crystal trees that sang in harmony with the wind. Waterfalls that poured from floating cliffs, spiraling into the clouds and vanishing before they ever hit the ground. Floating beasts—great feathered lions, moon deer with constellations in their fur, dragons that rode the current of air like dancers.

A castle made with white and blue marbles surrounded by an enormous garden decorated with varieties of flowers and five elegant beautiful structures covering the outer circle of fountains where some fairies are playing with water. The whole place is crying beauty and magic as with each step we are taking inside the land of fairies. Storybook doesn't do any justice while describing these magical creatures. Their charm is beyond what words can describe, different colors of glittering materials are proudly covering their Snow White skins from the eyes of predictors. Though I'm not sure if they have wings or not because whether the material is hiding it from other gazes or not all fairies posses