Fourth Wing Fanfiction Ao3 Novels & Stories

Kyren’s wings wrapped around me like a shield. The Tear Drop cracked with light shattering across the chamber, and the final verse of the seal carved itself through me. “Four will hold the fourth, born queen. Four will bleed to keep her seen. But one unseen will break the chain And crown her with the final pain.” Pain tore through my chest. The boys closed around me in a rush of arms, wings, claws, and magic still holding me together when the seal tried to tear me apart. And then— Silence.

Daeira POV Auren was trying to be gentle. Trying to savor me. But the moment I whispered his name again, breathed it like a prayer, something inside him snapped. His fingers tightened on my thighs. His pace changed, no longer careful, but urgent, driving, consuming. Our bodies slammed together with rhythm and fire, every thrust deeper, harder, making my back arch and my voice tremble with each ragged breath. His wings flared out behind him, huge and black and glowing faintly at the edges, catching the candlelight like obsidian blades. The pressure inside me coiled, hot and unbearable.

”It will be pretty hard to grasp its concept unless you try it yourself. White feathers rained down upon them and the swamp shook upon the sudden gush of wind that enveloped them. Tilting her chin to meet his gaze, a sly grin plastered on her face. “Why do I have to try it when I can observe you instead?” Cent whispered as her enormous dragon-like wings stretched behind her before it angled to strike the smirking angel – aiming to wipe off his arrogant face from the face of the three worlds. Frosty swamp water spurted when the edges of her right wing hit the murky swamp floor instead of piercing Angelo like a shish-kebab.

Pain deepened in Ethan's eyes. "Ava, I was wrong. I mistook her for you. I trusted the wrong person. Chloe will pay for what she did, and I'll accept every punishment coming to me. If you're willing, I can resign from North Ridge command, request reassignment, stay here in Arlington with you." His voice dropped lower, almost pleading. "Can we start over?" Once, I had waited for those words. I had waited for his explanation, his choice, his eyes to finally find me. I waited until the wanting wore itself thin.

Maia asked as she had her wings retract. Azrael was frightened beyond belief. This was incomprehensible to him. He was only a four-winged Angel. Being a Goddess, Maia is an eight-winged Angel he had destroyed in the past, but here she is stronger than him. Azrael then brought out his divine strength, which shone so bright that anyone seeing him would have to cover their eyes. For example, in a single step, Azrael popped out of existence. By the time Maia knew what he was doing, he had already escaped.

{Winter Kingdom} Pov: Cassian Today is two months since I got married and I can't stand my wife anymore, every hour she wants to hold party thinks this is a party house, our riches come from our people. I've run out of patience. Every hour there are arguments between us, and I am always grateful when she goes out for a walk.

With one final grimace in my direction, Rowan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and swept her out of the building. My head was already hurting, and it had nothing to do with the rising din of voices around me. Just a few hours ago, I was a human living in suburbia with a family who treated me like a servant—not a fantastical creature from a storybook who was the center of attention. And just a few hours ago, I had one boyfriend, Daniel. Even if he cheated on me with my stepsister, there was only one. Not three “mates”. “Four,” the voice in my head corrected me. “You have four mates, although the fourth isn’t here tonight. I wonder who he could be…”

Alexander’s eyes turned a hateful gold and no willpower on earth could stop us from crumbling to the floor again. If this continued, Carys and I might die, so I forcibly took control of my body. The pain disappeared as I shifted, leaving only my wings to wrap around my naked body. I tried to call to Carys, but she had retreated so far into our soul that I couldn’t reach her. She was hurting, just as I was. I was glad she didn’t have to see the disgust in his eyes. Freya gasped aloud, clinging onto Alexander’s arm dramatically, “Does anyone have something my sister can use to cover up?” She announced loudly.

Angel POV. The new room was similar to our old one and I get to stay with mommy, she placed me on the bed and got busy in the room getting our clothes ready for a bath, I started to jump on the big bed happily, letting my wings open and the air to catch them, I felt like I'm flying. I can't wait to fly, I try to move my wings but they won't work, they get tangled in things and hurt me, and I can't get them sorted until mommy helps me out.

I collapsed to my knees, clutching my chest as the agony intensified, my vision blurring with tears. “Bella!” Edward’s voice broke through the haze, panic laced in his tone. The fire in my veins erupted, and I screamed as the room filled with blinding light. The pain struck like a lightning bolt, sharp and unforgiving, coursing through every vein and bone in my body. I screamed, clutching my chest as the heat inside me burned hotter and brighter. The first change came with a searing sensation across my back. I arched in agony as my skin tore, giving way to something new. Wings burst forth in a fiery inferno, massive and powerful, their cerulean with purple edges shimmering with iridescent h