Fourth Wing Fanfiction Ao3 Novels & Stories

“I never dreamed you’d feel like this. This is where I’m meant to be, Darby. This is where you’re meant to be. You’re my mate.” Everything about him is bursting with sexual tension, but this, these words, they’re purest love. They promise to protect. To fulfill. To cherish. The prickling subsides into a tingling warmth everywhere except two spots on my back. My wings. Trapped inside me with nowhere to release the sexual energy this alpha were, my supposed mate, is generating in me. I push against his shoulders. “Lay back,” and he complies. When he’s lying flat, I release my wings, fanning them out and up. I shudder with relief as they unfurl through my hair loose down my back and beneath me,

A soldier suddenly sprouted two wings on his body, he was flying in the sky, so he dodged. The test ended, only a few people remained. Bella Risa looked at the young man who was probably in his twenties, his handsome face retracting his wings. With a little praise, she couldn't help but blurt out: "He's both handsome and very good." Raph Conrad glanced at the woman, eyes glazed over at the other man. For some reason, there was some discomfort in his heart, and his tone was more harsh: "A group of ten people, but only a few people passed. Everyone, what kind of practice is this?”

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.

Nevaeh nods tearfully, her shoulders shaking with her sobs. Tired of waiting, Lukan shoves my head down. Excruciating pain explodes across my back. My vision blurs, and nausea gathers in my stomach as my wings are being cut from my body. I try to stifle my screams, but the pain is unbearable. The metallic taste of blood saturates my taste buds. It's excruciating. Falling forward, I try to straighten my arms, but they buckle. Choking on my blood, I give Nevaeh a reassuring look, but my vision blurs, and my body quakes. The sound of something falling near my shoulder startles me from my pain. It’s one of my wings. Vision wavering, I crawl to Nevaeh and touch her foot. My ears thrum, and my bod

His wings flared outward, brushing the stone and rattling chains somewhere in the room. “Both,” he growled again, “hands.” Her heart hammered. Her body trembled. His thrusts made it nearly impossible to think, let alone obey. Every thrust was dizzying. Every hit of his cock to the deepest parts of her channel made white fire flash behind her eyes. Apollo slammed into her without mercy, without restraint. He moved on pure fire-breathing, lust-filled adrenaline. Her free hand shook. She lifted it anyway, breath trembling, reaching for the second wing. But right before she touched it, the rhythm of his hips broke her concentration, and her hand snapped outward too suddenly.

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.

Halfway to the hall, I just couldn’t walk anymore and fell down on my knees. A hand came to rest on my shoulder. I turned around, hoping to see Kai but then my eyes met with Ares. “What the hell did just happen out there?” he asked, his face covered in worry. I grabbed his hand, getting up to sit on my knees, begging, “Can you please convince Kai to not do this to me? He removed my name from college. And he keeps on trapping me in a damn room. How the hell am I supposed to live like this? Is this how you all treat your mates?”

The fury she felt towards the man, who she trusted so much, whom she put above her, for whom she sacrificed her blood, was beyond words. Vargauz looked up at her with a paled expression. Then without another word, he charged at her with his sword, but Xikoth leapt between them and the metal of their sword clanked. He hissed. “Not so easy Vargauz.” His large, leathery, bat-like wings spread to the fullest and quivered just like his anger. Amelia’s eyes stared at those beautiful, ferocious wings. He looked as dark as the nightmares and powerful and strong as hell.

I watched with wide eyes and balled fist as she slipped through the door_leaving me to deal with my own unrequited feeling. I let the bottle within my grasp fly across the room in one swing as it shattered into tiny piece just like my heart. This isn't over yet. Not until I say it's over. Aria will be mine. I walked over to the couch and settled back down against the first one as I allow my aching muscles to relax bit by bit. You will be mine Aria... I kept chanting my mantra with my eyes close while I pushed her words out of my head. The shadow of her words were still lingering around even though she had walked out a while ago.

His voice trails off, his breathing evening out slowly. I swallow past the lump in my throat, smiling with tears in my eyes. Leave it to Azren to drop a bomb and snooze. I lower my gaze to try and catch a glimpse of his face, but his messy mop of hair makes that impossible. So I just keep running my fingers through his hair to soothe his pain. I reach for my phone from the nightstand, sliding it open and going straight to my notes app. Then I start typing the details for my next story. I've kept my readers waiting for too long. This time, I'll write about the unhinged Tribrid and his angel.