Helena Hunting Clipped Wings Novels & Stories

Helena wiped the blood from her face, eyes flashing with fury, “You bitch…” But I wasn’t listening. I lunged. Even with my body weakened, even with the drug still coursing through my veins, I moved on pure instinct. My fingers wrapped around the metal tray beside me, and without hesitation, I swung it at her. The tray connected with Helena’s head with a resounding thud. She collapsed. Panting, I stumbled forward, my legs barely supporting me. The room spun violently, but I pushed through it. My hand flew to the table, gripping it for balance as I scanned the room.

We were already moving, sprinting toward the sound without hesitation and I hoped it was whoever had Helena so I could kill him with my bare hands. My prayers were answered as I turned the corner – fury flooded my veins. There she was—Helena, visibly inebriated, struggling against a man who was trying to shove her into a car. Her other shoe was missing, her legs wobbling like they couldn’t hold her weight.

--- Helena bursts into the room. She's holding a knife. Her face is pale. Her eyes are wild. "Get away from her!" she shouts. The thing inside me turns to look at her. Smiles again. "Helena," it says. "I remember you. I remember your mother. I remember the day she died. She screamed for you. Did you know that? She screamed your name until the very end." Helena freezes. Her hand trembles. "Shut up," she whispers. "She begged for mercy. Begged for her daughter. But you weren't there. You were hiding. Like a coward."

HAILEY STEWARTSHelana was energetic, I hardly let her free so she sprinted like a natural heading to the pack house. A wolf was running close behind that isn’t good The wolf faster blocking me up front a stupid mistake cause Helana doesn’t stop springing on top of him digging her nails into his body.The wolf yelps in pain and Helana wants to continue the assault but I nudge her Jaden and Dimitri would need all the help they could get.

Helena's pov The world narrowed to just sounds of broken glasses, a hiss and then the smell of ozone and burnt metal. I was still on the ground, Jarett’s weight on me, his heart slamming against my ribs like he could push his own blood into me and keep me alive. “Helena. Hey. Look at me.” I blinked. His face was above mine, half in shadow from the SUV. And he wasn’t… he wasn’t fully him. His eyes were gold, His jaw was tight and I could see the line of his canines, longer than they should be. One hand was braced beside my head and from the knuckles, claws had pushed out. Black, curved, deadly.

He was just standing in the sunlight, and Ravi squinted as he saw something gleaming in the man's hand. Ravi focused his vision further to ensure that the object the man held wasn't what he thought it was. The man's hand moved, still gazing, and Ravi's eyes widened when he could see clearly. Ravi froze, subconsciously gripping Raymond's wrist tightly. He saw a shimmering sword smeared with red liquid that was undoubtedly blood. But it didn't end there. Ravi froze further without realizing it, tightening his hold on Raymond's wrist as he observed the man's wings, which were white and almost identical to Raymond's. The wings flapped, and he flew away somewhere.

Whatever you do, do NOT pass out! Squeezing the jagged cut together the best I can with one trembling hand while trying to adhere the butterfly stitch proves to be nearly impossible and agonizing. Sweat beads across my brow as I carefully placed the last strip of a butterfly stitch over the seam of the bloody wound. It's still bleeding a little, but no longer gaping open on the side of my arm.

The last thing Callum saw in his consciousness was an angry Stephen leaping on him, he wrapped him inside his arms and his canines punctured the pulsating vein in his neck. And everything black out. *********** Tabby

Had Nikolai not moved she would have taken my face off. “GET HER OUT OF HERE!” Nikolai raged as Alexander tried with two other men to keep Helena together. A tall, slim girl with jet black hair and grey eyes, presumably Zena, Cillian’s date, whispered in his ear and followed them as they took her away. Helena's screams of rage easily blended in with the equally harrowing weeps of sorrow and loss. So many women are mourning their mates. As my heart is tied to both Shadowlands and White Forest my soul keens with anguish.

I rolled my eyes. “Ugh, Hunters.” Daniela grumbled, rolling her eyes to peer out the window. “It’s too quiet. Quiet isn’t the Ductus’s style.” She glared into the darkness. If she’s right about this clan, it is far too quiet for them. Most vampire nests or even entire clans I’ve encountered prefer stealth. It seems this clan likes to be bold and go for the kill. So why change their methods now? Locking my gear and using the crossbody strap to keep it on my back, I moved to check the back.