Flying Wings Of Love Novels & Stories

However, for the first time, I looked away and pulled back from him. "Elias, do you regret marrying someone as dirty and worthless as me?" I asked. His eyes went wide in shock. "Don't you ever say that about yourself! You're just as beautiful to me as you've always been. How could I ever regret marrying you?" I lowered my head, letting my hair fall over my cold, empty stare. A bitter smile curled at my lips. He loved me, so he destroyed me, left me broken and humiliated, all so I'd have no choice but to stay with him. No. This wasn't love. He was a monster, a madman!

She had grown accustomed to my presence—my quiet care, attentive concern, the way I watched over her. She only used revenge as an excuse to keep me near. She had truly fallen in love with me, but for the sake of pride, she refused to admit she had fallen for someone ten years younger than herself. She chose to be wrong, again and again. All night long, Ellis drifted in and out of restless dreams. When she finally woke, she discovered she was all alone in the villa. She watched the wedding livestream over and over again. Tears slid down her face as she finally picked up the phone.

"Xavier, I am giving myself to you willingly. You are mine and I am yours." He stared at her in shock until she wrapped her legs around his waist. He wrapped her up in his arms and manuevered them into sitting position and as she wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders he grabbed her waist and guided her down on top of him. She shuddered with pleasure as their bodies joined together. Their kisses grew more demanding as his thrusts became faster and harder. Neither of them were aware of their surroundings as they were enveloped in their passion, until she opened her eyes and saw wings wrapping around them. When she looked at Xavier she noticed that his eyes were like obsidian but

The two lovebirds were happily dating at the seaside. Abby said to Debbie, “I will not approach you to be my girl unless I will prove to myself that I have something to give you. My past was horrible and devastated because of mismanagement. When you offered me that job I was the happiest person on earth. From then I haven’t waste any chance to bring back my life into order. I was not just lucky to have a good job, most of all I was fortunate to know you as my boss, and my other half.”

They look a lot like my father’s, only smaller. I hold onto the crutch tightly and take a deep breath before letting them bring me into the sky. Logan was right. It takes a lot of energy I barely have but it’s definitely worth it. A smile forms on my lips as I fly higher. I glance back down at the clearing. “Goodbye mom and dad, I love you,” I whisper. I tear my eyes away and glide through the air until I find Logan’s house. I stretch my wings out and slowly fall. I land on one foot and lean on the crutch. The weight immediately lessens as I put my wings away.

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.

He wrapped one arm around my waist and I locked my fingers behind his neck. “Hold on.” We sored through the sky, my hair blinded me through most of the flight, but flying was an experience I would never forget. Especially when it was in the arms of the man I loved. When it was over we landed in another murky lane. Daylen winced as he settled. “Are you okay?” I asked. Daylen nodded, but the pain of pulling of wings back inside. “I’ll be fine.” I wrapped my arms around his naked chest. His shirt had been destroyed after pulling his wings out.

Her wings fell back into her body, screaming. Covering my mouth, a sob wrecked through me. I had forgotten she would feel the pain, too. Too worried about watching Mortus breathe his last breaths. The warrior, his eyes solemn with pity, gently gathered her in his arms, picked her up. Her head leaned into his chest, gripping his uniform. “Leave me,” she cried again. Wings sprung forth from his body, shaking his head. His wings hummed in the pattern of a hummingbird and took flight to the palace.

The sheer intensity of his emotions reverberated throughout his body, causing his wings to tremble slightly, their normally pristine white feathers now graced with crimson streaks—a testament to the turmoil that love had ignited within him. Offilies watched with a mix of awe and worry, his heart aching for his Prince, knowing the challenges and dangers that lay ahead. He took a step closer, a hand reaching out to gently caress Azrael's wing, a symbol of the bond they shared. The touch was meant to be comforting, a silent reassurance that they would face whatever came their way together.

They were identical to the two soft wings that had once adorned Wendy's back. "A faerie's power emanates from their wings. It leaves us vulnerable when exposed which is why a person must have our full trust and love to ever see them. Let my wings be a gift for you, to act as a compass and steer you towards those who are with you and away from those who are against you. I love you." And just like that she was gone. Our day went from sad to bittersweet thanks to the blessing of being able to hear Wendy's voice again. Everyone seemed more at ease, even Chase whom was the most affected by all of this. We lowered our friend into the ground and each of us worked to cover her.