Illyrian Wings Novels & Stories

yelled Lysandros. As I did last time, I attempted to flank it from behind while those with elemental fire attacked it from the front. I could see that the witches had erected some type of protection around the frontline fighters. Hopefully, that would prevent them from getting damaged by their toxic spray. As I moved behind the closest creature, Tyler moved with me, his blade ready. The creature's iridescent wings were my target. From what I knew, the creature could not fly, but its wings were used to keep it upright, and it could use them as a weapon.

But when one stared at it, one would feel that the light was so soft. In the soft and strong light, there were dozens of sharp lights flashing. Upon closer inspection, people found that there were clearly forty-eight rays of light. Those were 24 pairs of Golden Wings, the legendary Wings of the Feather God. Just as everyone was excited about the appearance of the Golden Wings. In the crowd, Ding Hao looked a little worried. Whoosh! Just as the 24 pairs of wings were about to appear. Surrounded by the bright and soft golden light, there were 48 beams of sharp and colorful light.

Light exploded from my body, blinding white and pure gold mixing together in waves of power that made the air itself sing. Mom's hand found mine as wings of light spread from my shoulders, filling the tiny cell with their radiance. Time to fly. The wings weren't like anything I'd seen before. Not feathered like traditional angel wings. Not bat-like, like demon wings. These were pure energy, translucent and opalescent, shifting between gold and white with every pulse of power. “Impossible,” Azrael's voice came through the door again. “The dampening fields…” My power answered him, shattering every suppression device built into the walls. Pieces of tech rained down around us as the wings grew s

" I know what you are doing is important but nothing is more important than your health, Lord Kilian. You should keep that in mind. " She looked genuinely worried and couldn't take her eyes off Kilian. " You worry too much Sitara. " Kilian dismissed her concern with a little shove and hopped onto his Air Mobile. A very sleek and elegant version of a bike but it had no tires. It's base looked more like a dog sledge. " Hop on. How long do you want me to keep waiitng? " Kilian turned his head to ask. " Thanks Lord Kilian. But I prefer my wings. "

Fifty-Six: Apologies & Wings Kylani I go back to the house and change out of my dress. I put on a pair of cargo pants and an off-the-shoulder shirt with a low cutback. I wish I could wear normal fucking shirts and t-shirts, but those fucking fae genes decided to give Mykenzie and me something that no fae has had in thousands of years. Thank god we have been able to hide them from everyone so far. I knew sooner or later, we would have to show them, but I hope not. Kaleb is already pissed at me for the spying thing. I can only imagine when he finds out I have fucking wings. God damn, recessive fae genes. I look in the mirror at my wings. They are actually pretty. They are big, and the

His hands were cool against the warmth of the wings, my wings. “Their warm and soft. Pull them in against your body, just like putting your arms down.” Emerial said, it was cute that he was coaching me on how to use my wings, but I guess he would know. I smiled and did as he instructed. And then I pulled them forward and wrapped them around myself. I watched them change again, It was like the gold solidified, the feathers and colors all blended, and they became like two shields. Emerial clapped and patted my back he was very proud.

he whispered in her ear, and she hated even the sound of her name on his lips “I will teach you many, many things. It is right you should be afraid.” Then he released her, chuckling at her humiliation, her flushed face, her shaking hands, which she could not hide. “We will have so much fun,” he finished, “Or at least I will.” Ilyria covered her face with her hands. She wanted to run away. Oh Moon, she thought, Take me away. Through her fingers, she saw the moon’s light suddenly darken. She looked up and her mouth fell open as a dark shape swooped across the shimmering moonscape. She blinked and rubbed her eyes. Then looked again. Once more the shape crossed the moon, and she was certain she

** With his hands holding on to her face gently, he urged her to look at him. prying her eyes open_Aria could barely keep it focus when she looked up at him. "Are you sure about this? Because it might not end here" His voice was husky as he whispered those words at her. Aria only gave a shrug in reply. Tilting her head a bit to the side to enable him access, he attached his warm lips against her soft and anticipating ones.

I had his arm pinned to his back while my wings beat at the air in big swings causing feathers and dust to cascade around us. He may be fast, but I was stronger, with wings. I pushed off of him, jumping as my wings beat downwards propelling me upward, and I perched on the railing that ran along the edge of the first floor platform. There I waited while he straightened his cloths. I hurt the wolfs pride, but what must be done is now done.

Yikes "You have wings too?" I ask Aylin and she nods before huge black wings appear behind her. Hers are membranous and resemble bat wings. Her wings seem to absorb what small light there is, and nothing shines off of them, like the blackness of them overpowers any kind of light. She flaps her wings once, before she jumps and lets them carry her upwards. She makes it look effortless.