If My Heart Had Wings Novels & Stories

But I knew he would test my faith and resolve from time to time- like now in the realm of sleep—a place where I could so easily close my eyes and shut out the harrowing cries of innocence. I had grown up to be ashamed of my wings; they always reminded me of how different I was, how unnatural and damned. I can count the times I have shown them to people on one hand. One! My mother! That is it! So, it seemed fitting to unleash my one white, one black wing in a world where they belonged; the world where dreams and nightmares entwined so flawlessly you hardly noticed! Ultimately it was up to me which side prevailed, good or evil, light or dark, dreams or nightmares.

I really, really want to see some stars. Maybe it’s a symbol, you know, like making it more obvious what my life is like now; just dark with no promising light. Perhaps you think I’m being dramatic, but I feel so...I don't know what I feel. I grew up for twelve years in Connecticut; I’d spent my entire childhood there. The place was rich with memories I wanted...needed to hold onto and here I am, seated in a plane, flying away from it all. I plug in my earphones and let all the sad, depressing songs play while staring out the window. Yes, I’m a masochist.

"That illegitimate child of yours isn't worthy of this blood." She ground her heel into the red puddle, speaking with venom in every word. "I'd rather pour it out to water the flowers than give it to you." At that moment, Danielle felt her heart shatter, and even breathing became painful. The VIP room door slammed shut with a heavy thud, sealing Meghan and Taylor away from the chaos outside. Danielle stumbled back to Olivia's hospital room and cradled her cold body, tears falling onto her pale face. As despair slowly overwhelmed her, her phone screen lit up.

Wilson…My Wilson All the thoughts running through my head halted at that moment. I dare say all my sadness and anger also vanished Everywhere blurred, everyone vanished but I could distinctively hear the singing crew sing ‘Young and beautiful’ ‘Dear Lord when I get to heaven, would you let me bring my man? When he comes tell him that you'll let him in……father tell me if you can…..’ That also faded into the background as I panicked turned to look at Wilson His eyes were red, puffy, sad, elated, hopeful….His eyes were a lot of things

I pulled out my SIM card, snapped it cleanly in two, and let it fall into the trash, severing the last thread. I boarded the plane and turned off my phone. As the plane rose into the sky, I looked down at the city beneath the clouds, watching the place that held all my pain slowly fade from view. Silently, I whispered farewell to the life I once knew. … Ryan held his phone, waiting for a reply that never came. The screen went dark, and he pressed it to wake it again. A restless irritation twisted inside him, sharper and more relentless than ever. He loosened his tie, trying to shake off the strange discomfort.

Now cheer while I still have my ears intact. 'We can't leave, she'll blow a fuse,' I said with an eye roll. My head was starting to ache. 'Oh,' she said disappointedly. I averted my eyes back to Yolanda. I wonder if I can sedate her and have her vocal cord removed, it makes sense. '…I'm not the same melody that everyone sings Can't you tell I'm hiding my wings. Cause there is so much more to me More than I can ever show If you wanna fly with me

I would never be hurt, I would reason, dreaming of the impossible. And right now. As the wind whipped past my ears, my heart plunged to my stomach, pounding. Thud thud. Blurry images slept past me. It was dark, like a tunnel. I could barely make out things, and worst? I was slipping—falling to what perhaps could be my death. Once more, that childhood dream resurfaced. If only I had wings. But reality slapped me in the face. No wings sprang from my back. And I continued my descent.

Henry's wings took him to dizzying heights, his heart aglow with an insatiable hunger for adventure and his soul afire with unrelenting passion. The world below, once a tangled web of relationships and expectations, had given way to a clear blue sky, with only Vicky's gentle breeze rustling his wings. Henry's sisters, now settled in their own nests, and Delia, a fading memory, no longer held him back. As Henry's shoulders broadened, adorned with the majestic eagle emblems, Vicky's eyes shone bright with pride, their hearts entwined in a celebration of triumph. Together, they danced on the wind, their laughter echoing through the skies, their bond forged in the fire of shared struggles. And y

Monster. Abomination. My vision blurred as tears spilled down my cheeks. I couldn’t go back in there. I couldn’t face them. I just needed— Away. The thought hit like a spark inside my chest. My wings burst out instinctively. Black feathers exploded behind me with a powerful snap. I didn’t hesitate. I jumped. Air rushed beneath my wings as I pushed downward hard. The ground dropped away beneath my feet. I climbed quickly, the cold wind whipping through my hair and the damp fabric of my dress.

So high up, the stars were bright and beautiful, and amazing. A coil of sadness snuck its way around my heart. Even though I tried to push it away, the truth was I missed my wings, missed them more than I ever believed possible. Like my pinky fingers, they seemed like nothing more than a small addition, one I could live without, maybe even do better without, but that wasn't the case. My wings weren't just a small addition. They were a part of me.