Invisible Wings Novels & Stories

I had to use my powers now. “All hail the Falcon Wings,” I howled as a form of distraction, and as soon as I said this, I produced black flames to cover my whole body. This was my power – the flame of invisibility. As soon as I used these dark flames, no one can see me… I galloped away as the prince darted from left to right, looking for any signs of where I went. I cannot afford to lose even a second. I could feel weariness taking over my body swifter than I could bear…

I can use my ability but those consequences will hurt me and everybody who loves me. Yes, vaewolves can conceal themselves from seen sight, rendering them invisible which incorporates hiding their scent. Wing Manifestation/Flight- Vaewolves are capable of showing up a bat or bird-like wings of their hybrid form, permitting the frame to go with the flow and fly. That's a lot of abilities and there are still some that I don't know.

“I’m not. We’re better off out of this hellhole. But I get it. I get why they’re scared. Try to see it from where they’re standing.” Ivy stood frozen for a moment, her breath ragged, her mouth opening as if to argue — but nothing came out. Then she nodded slowly, her eyes burning. “…I’m sorry,” she whispered, voice cracking. She turned away, shoulders shaking, and climbed into one of the waiting vans. The door shut softly behind her. . . .

Through the mist, shadows began to form—dark shapes spiraling down from the sky, slicing through the clouds like blades. Riven moved instantly, his cloak flaring as he stepped between her and the window. “What are they?” she asked. He didn’t answer right away. Instead, his hand lifted—and with a soft hiss, a blade formed out of smoke and silver in his palm. Ancient. Deadly. Beautiful. “Scour Vultures,” he said finally. “Servants of the Hollow Court. They can smell the vow’s reawakening. They're not here for you yet... they're here to watch. But they’re a message.”

Chapter 54: The Ghost in the Glass The silence of the medical bay was deafening. Every beep of the heart monitor felt like a hammer striking a nail into Jade’s soul. She stood before a mirror, watching the subtle, rhythmic pulse of violet light deep within her iris. It was a beautiful poison, a digital cancer that made her feel more alive and more dead than she had ever been.

My dad only replied, "The weather is bad today. The aircraft can't take off." With that, he ended the call. Hugging Mom, whose heart had stopped beating, Uncle Peter sat in the corridor outside the emergency room the whole night. The next day, someone posted a photo on the local forum. In the photo, a white Cessna flew across the sky, with pink petals drifting down from the aircraft. The sky was clear. … In the afternoon, my secretary, Annie Grant, knocked on the door. "Mr. Lowe, we've received a call from Zach Airways. They asked if you've finished reviewing the file sent by Mr. Zimmerman and when you will be able to approve it."

She watched as both men quickly read it, then stared at her as if they were seeing a ghost. Belatedly they seemed to realize she must be freezing, because one of them said “You must be freezing, how long have you been out here?” Angel sighed deeply and heard herself saying “Four hours.” Her teeth were chattering at this point. The one who’d spoken said “Why don’t you come inside so you can get warm?” Angel wasn’t stupid going anywhere with men she didn’t know wouldn’t be a smart move on her part, so she shook her head and said, “I don’t want to intrude, I just need answers.”

Private parking obviously secured better privacy. As soon as the car entered the underground parking lot, Clover gaped. Raindrops trickling down the car window further amplified the stunning twinkling luster in front of her eyes. She leaned closer to the tempered window to take a closer look, leaving vapors of her breath clouding a small part of it.

The pack was officially full. I was back to training day in and day out; as it turns out, I can indeed make Aylin invisible as long as she’s touching me. To my surprise, we can still see each other when I have us both invisible. It takes a bit more concentration, but the more I do it, the less taxing it becomes. We’ve been going over flying basics, and I’ve used my wings a handful of times. Still, we obviously can’t risk me falling into a tree or anything, so it’s just been the very basics in case we somehow fall out of the sky.

vault, once a sanctuary of white glass, was now a drowning chamber. I was on my knees, my platinum wings dragging in the rising silver tide. Every breath was a battle against the "White-Void" peaking inside me. It wasn't a baby anymore; it was a supernova wrapped in a heartbeat. The frequency was so high it was stripping the color from the air, turning the cavern into a monochrome nightmare of gray shadows and blinding white light.