Gacha Wings Novels & Stories

“Come back to me, Gavrael.” * IN GAVRAEL’S MIND ~ I was drifting, floating without shape or form. Memories flashed through my head too fast for anyone to register. I could see flashes of a kingdom I recognised and yet looked so strange to me. Memories of a throne and powers beyond my level at the moment. I could see a goddess smiling at me and feel my heart warm at the sight. I could see betrayal and war and bloodshed from a different time yet none of it made sense to me. I had no way to return to my body till I heard her voice.

The glow is red meaning it is yet to be fulfilled. "The start of the end is approaching But it will end a lie. It must remain a lie" A voice spoke to his head with a deep masculine voice. He heard these words before but it had abruptly stopped so he didn't get to hear the rest. "The wings must spread across the world One will appear and disappear for a moment. Another will appear and disappear for an eternity. One is destined to fall if the other must fly" Cai Kang was confused. Wings? "The wings beats differently yet parallel

Maia said, licking her lips in anticipation. “Maia! You know what happens if I lose my wings.” Azrael shrieked. “Oh, I know all too well,” Maia said when eight beautiful white wings suddenly emerged behind her. “H____how is that possible? You’re only two wings from Michael!” Azrael exclaimed. “Am I now. How convenient. Tell me, Azrael. Did you ever think you would be in such a position when you pulled my wings all those years ago?” Maia asked as she had her wings retract.

“I am the crown prince of the wingsman tribe. Malikul Afdal.” “Oh my!” Mawla disengaged their hands like he was being electrified before bowing. “I… I…” “You don’t have to be so rigid.” Malikul awkwardly waved his hand humbly. Shadow, who was watching everything in her own seat, smirked at their cute interaction. “He is the wingsman tribe.” “Zzwap! A pair of blueish wings appeared behind his back. “Oooohhhh~” Malikul was in awe.

" They hopped in their car and peeled out, leaving me alone outside the venue. The wind bit into me. I tugged my coat closer and waved down a cab home. All my stuff had been thrown outside, dumped across the doorstep like garbage. The maid looked sorry as she said, "Mr. and Mrs. Swain told me you have to leave and never come back." I didn't charge in to yell at them. I just packed up quietly, then walked away with my things. That very night, I got on a plane out of town, heading to a hidden research base run by the National Space Agency. Just before I left, I texted everyone, "I, Wanda Swain, am officially done with the Swains for good and by choice."

LYRA I stare at my reflection in the mirror, transformed. The gown I wore was a piece of perfection hugging every curve of mine. The silk fabric clings to my skin, showcasing my figure in a way that makes me feel so different. The dress is a deep, rich blue, almost purple, almost like Sage knew exactly what to pick out for me all the time. It's an offshoulder with long lace sleeves flowing. I know this date was supposed to be casual but Sage didn't think as I did. He was hell-bent on making it a bit overboard.

- Wait until you will see your wings. Kaitlyn turned around and glared at him. - You are not helping me here. - The witch hissed while Demetria freed herself and spun around, checking what her uncle was talking about. She gasped at the sight of two massive dragon wings on her back. It seemed to be too much for her, and the girl dropped to her knees. Demetria tried to cover her face with her hands, but she glanced at the blue fire and stopped herself from doing it.

he chuckled, “Usually there is fear. Screaming. ‘Oh my god, please don’t kill me’ bullshit. I’m not that terrifying.” I giggled, shaking my head at his antics, “May I see your wings?” I’d been itching to see them since the night at the church. They were massive and looked so beautiful. The sound of a whoosh snapped my attention towards him. Large black wings sprouted from his back as he moved closer. Reaching out, I hesitated, but Chaos tilted his head, “You don’t have to ask to touch me, kitten. I want you to," he winked.

“Through everything. You've never let me down, no matter what.” I shook my head, a quiet sigh escaping my lips. “I appreciate that, May. Really, I do. But...it’s not enough. I’ve always been in the background, supporting you and everyone else. But I need to do something significant. I need to prove that I can do something for myself, something that makes me stand out, not just as the spare in the family. That’s why I’ve decided to join the Track Dragons.” May’s expression shifted slightly, a flicker of surprise in her eyes, but she didn’t interrupt. I could see her absorbing what I said, her brow furrowing just enough to show she was processing everything.

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?”