Hawks Wings Novels & Stories

The wind whipped their faces as they shuffled through the trees, trying to get away from the ravens chasing them. "Why won't you use your wings to fight back?" Emily asked as they ran. Richard gave no reply, and he didn't stop running. "Those are just six ravens. We can beat them." Emily said. "We can't, Em. I don't have my wings. " Richard said, shocking Emily with his words. He pulled her behind a large tree. "What do you mean you don't have your wings?"Emily frowned. "You had wings when you shifted into a crow."

I can also see that he wants to hide the emotions boiling inside him from me at all costs, but I, although I have no idea how, feel them. “Your leaving will be a bad decision,” he announces after a while. “Coming home today, you will immediately draw their attention to you. Where do you think they will start looking for you? I think it’s clear that firstly they will inspect the place where you live. I know eagles, I know how they think and how they act. They won’t want to draw unnecessary attention to themselves by murdering your grandmother. Unless,” he interrupts and stands straight in front of me, “you will be foolish enough and decide to return, shall I tell you what will happen then?” H

Mitch says, just over my shoulder. I raise my eyebrow at the bald headed mass of muscle in front of me. That guy, I wouldn’t really wanna fight without some back up, but I’d sure as hell never say that out loud. His tattoo tells me what pack he’s from and I have no idea what his given name is but he goes by “Hawk.” He also has massive intricate wings tattooed all over his back. That had to hurt. I wait impatiently as the Hawk and his buddy give each other a quick glance.

It has pay attention written all over his face. Hawk is a good player, he’s played a few teams now including Vancouver, Vegas and now Austin which is where he is from. Rumour has it that he plans to retire after the upcoming season to spend more time with his wife and their newborn. He’s a big lump of a guy and stands in around six five. He’s always been a tough one on the ice so to know he will be one of my wing men fills me with confidence.

"Raymond, you can't just show your wings like that. People will see," Ravi panicked as he hurriedly pulled Raymond inside the house after finding Raymond with torn clothes when his wings forcibly burst out in the middle of their front yard. Ravi sighed heavily; he didn't see anyone around for a moment and felt a bit relieved. Raymond's large wings were folded behind him. Ravi gazed at Raymond with understanding and asked, "Why did you go outside and reveal your wings? We've talked about this, haven't we?"

Their sharp claws were shining, and the air cracked wherever they flew past. The eyes of the two Silver Wing Eagles were locked on a single target–Harvey. Harvey’s expression changed when he saw the eagles, and he could not help but take a cold breath. In the next second, Harvey panicked as he shouted, “Brother eagles, I’m Harvey from Celestial Wood Altar. We meet all the time. You don’t know me?” Harvey started to move aside to avoid them. The two big eagles were really smart and understood Harvey’s words, but they did not stop. They continued to wave their claws and charged towards Harvey.

"Let's go back to the hive for now, and make plans in the situation. Going back to the hive was an easy task, with the guard bees, Kent and now Gloyd's ability to fly, they can take a fast route away from distractions and danger. They grabbed their weapons as they were carried by the members who can fly. Kent's long yellow arms locked Alex's shoulders as she carries him throughout the sky. Alex felt the wind as it passed by his cheeks, face, kissing him as they swiftly flew through it. The others were carried by the guard bees and only Gloyd carried Ivan. Gloyd's wings were enormous that when it flaps, it pushes everyone downwards if you're below from him. The guard bees flew far from Gloyd

Red stood behind him, one hand still gripping the guy’s arm in a vice. “Gotta move faster than that,” Red said, cool as stone. “This one’s not on the menu.” The man tried to yank away, but Red didn’t flinch. His grip tightened just enough to draw another sharp yelp. “You hear that?” Red tilted his head. “Sounds like a little dog cryin’ for help.” The man stammered, “I wasn’t gonna do anything—” Red finally released the man’s wrist, and he yanked it back, cradling it like a broken wing.

I pushed him a few inches away from me, “…marriage.” “But I can’t leave you alone. You don’t even have wings to get out of the suite to eat.” “Jake will escort me and look after me,” I replied with a wicked smile. He rested his forehead against mine and looked into my shining eyes. His forearms, sinking into the mattress beside my head, supported him; then he buried his hands in my hair. I felt my strands twist around his long fingers, which kept my head from moving. He spread his wings, drawing them into the center of my attention. Nathan’s black wings made him feel so stronger and larger that, lying beneath him, I felt increasingly fragile. Their feathers absorbed the sunset’s rays and gle

"Can you describe this woman?" "Um- I don't think so, I didn't really study her, but she had a tattoo on her wrist, I uh- It was like a- bird with an arrow." "The Hawks." Davy's voice resounded from behind me. The police man looked towards his direction. "I'm detective Davy Jones." Davy said as he earned a weird look from the police officer. Davy ignored it... "The Hawks are a remote group. Their logo was a bird with an arrow."