I Could Believe I Can Fly Novels & Stories

I questioned, wary as he frowned at me. “I can fly, Aspen.” He attempted to clarify, and I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion. “Yes, Simon, I heard you. You can fly.” I wasn’t sure what he was trying to make clear to me, but my brain was beginning to fog, as my mind attempted to turn over his words into some sort of different understanding. “I can fly, alone. Aspen.” Simon said, and cast his eyes to ground, so quick I almost missed the small flash of guilt. I thought over his words to make them make sense, before the realization hit me.

Caitlin flew over the British countryside, a smile on her face. Beside her flew Sam, Polly and Caleb, holding Ruth. Caitlin held Scarlet on her back, who clutched her tight with her small hands. Caitlin thought back to Scarlet’s expression when Caitlin told her that she could fly, and that she was going to take her with her up into the air. She had never seen anyone's eyes open so wide in her life. If Scarlet had been an adult, surely she would have dismissed it as being possible. But because she was a child, Caitlin could see in her face that she believed it, and was utterly thrilled—as if Caitlin had just confirmed to her that supernatural powers really do exist.

" Everyone screamed at what he said, especially the woman next to me. We were closer to the stage than the others. He started to sing 🎶 When I was just a child 🎶 I couldn't see how beautiful the world is 🎶 So many restrictions, Nothing to hold 🎶Nobody can see my flaws, pains and 🎶desires 🎶I want to fly , wanna spread my wings 🎶No more holding to the the past 🎶It's over, over , I am here, I am here 🎶moving on, I am here , I am here

FEYRE Zade is crazy. Insane! He is fucking insane if he thinks I am going to jump out of an airplane. With him no less. It was nice of him to help me with my panic attack, something I hope he forgets the second we get out of this deathtrap. But that doesn't mean I'll jump out of a plane with him. This is why I fucking hate flying. Oh, why couldn’t I have been born a dragon or something? At least then I would be able to fly and I wouldn’t have to worry about large planes falling from thousands of feet up in the sky and killing everybody.

I don't want to be seen. I don't want her to see how pathetic and ungrateful this girl is. Just Javier being nice to me for a month, I get my hope high. I thought I now possess a powerful wing and I can fly around as I want. "You can fly around if you want," Becca sighs. "You'll possess powerful wings if you need them, Bel. Just not from Javier. I can only do little. This tiny thread can only save your life for some time. Bel, this doesn't last forever."

He waved his hands at me like I was a dog who refused to play fetch. I narrowed one eye at him. He blew me a kiss and kept waving me away. "Ten, how do I fly?" I called out in my mind. "Lean down low to the ground. Bunch your muscles, and thrust yourself up into the sky. Once you feel like you're falling, beat your wings as hard as you can to create lift. It's easy, Mate. I believe in you," he answered. I followed his instructions. Got so close to the floor I could see the veining in the concrete. Bunched my muscles until they felt like they were going to cramp. Launched myself up into the air. Batted my wings like I was trying to create a tornado.

"That's sorted and that way, the others might not hear what we say to each other." "What if they did?" I didn't want to sound scared. I was afraid I did. "They won't." He seemed so convinced. I nodded slowly, maybe the slow movements of my head would help with the nerves. It didn't. I almost barfed when we were going up, especially when he told me that actually didn't know how to fly a jet. That he was actually just trying his hands on new things. I also almost volunteered to fly the jet, but I caught myself. Who was going to believe that an ordinary housekeeper could fly a jet? How very crazy!

"If we meet again and you aren't married to Ericka, maybe I will give us a chance. However, if you tie a knot with her, I will completely sever ties with you and go live my life the way I want." "Sigh... I will just go with the flow for now. Whatever the future lies ahead, I'll accept them. For now, I'll focus on my training so that I can leave this land to look for my biological parents." When I felt better, I continued flying around the steep mountains. But I made sure I didn't disturb everyone. It didn't take long for me to grasp the essence of flying. And now, I can fly without difficulty as though I'm one with the wind.

"No, I'm not crazy, I'm normal, but that place at the border, where even my two-year-old son is, and to ask me, the mother, to stay here, I can't do it." I said to Anna. "But you can't even fly yet!" Anna looked at me with a suspicious look. "So I need you to teach me how to fly." I said as I took her hand in mine. "This is even easier, just concentrate some of the power in your own body on your back and you can fly, usually bloods are born with it, but you are different so it takes a little time to get used to it." Anna was talking and I was already trying to control the wings to fly.

the teacher reads, “He didn’t know if he could do it at first. But he tried and tried and tried, and eventually, he lifted off of the ground and hovered around the room!” Seemingly at the teacher’s suggestion, the dragon begins to fly. At first, it appears to be difficult for him to get off the ground. But he continues to flutter his wings, and after three tries, he takes off and happily flies over the students. The students applaud, and the dragon gives them a toothy smile. “And such is the power of belief,” the teacher says with a smile, ‘If we believe in ourselves, what do we know is possible, class?” “ANYTHING,” the students shout together, and the dragon continues to fly, flapping his t