Free Angel Wings Novels & Stories

he says and finally I could move, I sat up, but I wasn't in my body, it felt more like I'm a ghost or maybe I'm just dead. "Andy" I call but he was laying next to me not answering, next I was now looking for daddy and Keiran but couldn't find them, all the people around us, they all looked like they couldn't see me. "No one can see us, just me" the new guy says, I looked at him, really looked at him, he had wings, big white wings, unlike the ones Keiran has. "Who are you?" I ask him. "I'm Azrael, the angel of death," he says, he's the last angel I'd want to meet or see, but he's here now to take us.

So,Arin locked him in a cave. At the middle of the night the moon light fell on him and his thousands wings spread from his back. Arin come to his true form, an angel form. In this moment the God abruptly come and the cave became more and more filled with light. Arin surprised to seeing the God and say Arin - o my lord. It's my pleasure to seeing you. God - Arin.I come here for a special reason. I know everything about you and Isla. But you can't to marry her.

The person on the other side stated. I had to clear my throat before I could respond “Angels shouldn’t have clipped wings.” “I understand hold just a moment.” The man that had answered pressed a few buttons and before I knew it, I could hear June’s voice through the phone, “Are you safe?” June was straight to the point, but in her line of work I assume she had to be.

He even gave me a one-day grace period so I could still enjoy my freedom. Like why the hellcrap did I end up this way? I know I'm not a good person and I deserve every misfortune that life has to offer, but what the flying fuck? Seriously? A cunning supernatural creature with a horned skull for a mask? Bruh, if the universe wanted to punish me, they should have sent a sexy vampire instead.

By: Terrance Smith "My dear blue angel, flying up in the sky. I know you experienced a lot of pain, But you don't need to cry. The wind will guide you to the right path. If you fall, I'll be there for you to catch. Heaven is smiling at you. The gates are always open to let you through. No more letting the devil control your life. Spread your wings and take flight. I know I let you down and left you red. But don't beat yourself down, Because this is not the end. This blue angel is stronger than god. Nothing about her is odd. Nothing for her to be ashamed of. She will always be loved. Blue for her represents rebirth. Being an angel gives her worth. I love you, because you are true. So my dear

“You have crumbled my wing!” Angela stood up from the thing and helped it up. “I am sorry I did not mean to hurt you but…” Angela got cut from her words when she raised her head and looked at all the winged beings in her front. There were dozens of them. She did not believe what she was seeing. “What the…” she asked herself taking her eyes from one-winged being to another. They were beautiful but strange. They had different weird-looking hairstyles, clothes, colors of eyes, skin, and hair…everything was weird about them but the butterfly wings they had on their body was what really wowed her.

He didn't realize that the joy Raymond felt when he was called by his name had created a new feeling within Ravi, like many butterflies flying out of his chest. "Ravi?" Ravi woke up from his reverie, seeing Raymond tilting his head in confusion, one of his eyes shining brightly. Ravi licked his dry lips and shifted his body away from Raymond. The intense scent of chocolate still filled Ravi's lungs. "Yes. So, can your wings make you fly?" Raymond's smile faded, and he shook his head slowly. "No, they're just decoration. I'm the only one like this. If I were a full elf, I could use them to fly, but these wings aren't strong enough to lift my body."

the doctor asks. “Yeah, they crashed the truck so I could escape.” “Now why would the Council bring an angel to the Cage? That place is only supposed to be for uncontrollable shifters and weres,” he murmurs. “I don’t have any wings.” I frown a little at his immediate smirk. “Angels without wings are a rare and dangerous breed,” he drawls. “I was born with wings, the Council just took mine from me.” “They must be terrified of you. I’ve never heard of a child without wings.”

After a few seconds, the whole area suddenly became bright and when we looked at the sky it seemed like a gate was open and so many Angels were coming out now. They have six wings each with the two wings on the lower side covering their body while the two wings on the upper side cover their face, while the two wings on the middle side they use to fly. They also sing "Holy, Holy, Holy" over and over as if they never get tired of singing. "Do you know what you did in return? Guia?" Nay Aurelia asked again, which brought my mood back. "Yes Mom, and that's half my lifespan." ... ...

Which formed like an eagle wings but, those wings are made of sharpest air most likely equivalent to the most sharpest sword* As soon as Ezekeil chanted it, a hue silver light color appeared on his back that formed into a wings. Ezekeil floated in the air with a height of twenty feet. With the bend of its will, Ezekeil spread the wings in five meters distance. Then he bended it again in a thrust. The wings moved forward as it showered a very sharpened blade of wind. The Eangle wings shower struck all the serpentous as they turned to dust. Gramboiure and his accomplices was surprise. His Serpentous soldiers are gone in just a minute. Now only fourteen of them left, since Abel, the one who was