Jeepers Creepers Wings Novels & Stories

The audience erupted in thunderous applause, and several world-renowned dancers gave us rave reviews. Marissa wheeled me to center stage. Since the incident, this was my first time stepping onto a stage again as a choreography consultant. I bowed my head alongside the other dancers, grateful for the audience's support. This time, the flashing cameras and the eyes of strangers didn't scare me. I felt like I had found a new purpose. … Three years later, I choreographed a dance called "The Fallen Butterfly." I performed it entirely from my wheelchair and became the first dancer of my kind.

he whispered. I pulled away from him and looked around us and up above the branches over us. Suddenly, I could see what he wanted me to see. My breath caught in my throat and I gasped. I was speechless as I watch the magnificent creatures flying around us, emitting glowing lights and making our garden… even more magical than it already is. “Hunter…” I whispered. “Beautiful, aren’t they?” “Wonderful,” I said. “How did you know…” “A bird told me. Figured I’d surprise you.” He grinned. “Do you like them?”

The screams in my dream sounded like they were coming from everywhere at once. “Monster!” “Freak!” “She’s cursed!” I ran, my feet slipping on dirt and blood as the voices followed me through the darkness. Every time I turned around I saw them—faces twisted with disgust, eyes filled with hatred. And behind them… Something worse. A shadow with wings. Black wings. My wings. “No,” I whispered, backing away. The shadow moved closer. Closer. Until the feathers brushed my shoulders—

My claws flicked out, glinting under the dim light. "Ellie! They’re here!" The words had barely left her when the window burst open. Five figures slipped inside, moving as if weightless, their long robes billowing. They didn’t step onto the floor. They floated. For the first time, I saw vampires with black wings. A slow smirk spread across my lips. "I wonder how Hades looks with his wings." "She’s not scared at all," one of them muttered, his red eyes narrowing. Let’s call him No. 1. His irritation was obvious, his lips pressed into a thin line.

he chuckled, “Usually there is fear. Screaming. ‘Oh my god, please don’t kill me’ bullshit. I’m not that terrifying.” I giggled, shaking my head at his antics, “May I see your wings?” I’d been itching to see them since the night at the church. They were massive and looked so beautiful. The sound of a whoosh snapped my attention towards him. Large black wings sprouted from his back as he moved closer. Reaching out, I hesitated, but Chaos tilted his head, “You don’t have to ask to touch me, kitten. I want you to," he winked.

Just as Trevor was about to answer her question, the girls heard a loud scream that force them to cover their ears Anne have multiple windows shatters into pieces. We just cannot get a break, can we? June complained. the four teenagers all looked up as they saw a female monster with eagle like wings under her arms and bird like feet soar through the Sky. Many of the villagers all ran in fear at the sight of this abnormal creature. What the hell is that? June axed. “A harpy, “Trevor answered. “Run, “

My eyes watered just staring at them. He lifted up from me, placing his hands on his waist and trying to strike a pose. He looked majestic, like a god. "What do you think, huh? Wanna do it with my wings out? That's very kinky of you, Cross-" His wings fluttered with great winds- Wings… Two… wings? "Why do you have two?” A/N: I'm back.

Mane had just employed one of those many moves: Exploding Wings. Mane’s mumble was the trigger for the huge fiery wings that grew on his back. The wings were several dozens of meters long and several meters wide. When they appeared on Mane’s back they rose high into the sky, and flapped rapidly. Yet their beating didn’t lift Mane up or take him into the sky. With the beating of those wings, the cry of a Phoenix filled the ears of all who were here, and several large flames descended upon the retreating goblins, burning them all to a crisp. The fire was stronger, completely eliminating the goblins in less than a second.

It takes a while for him to understand my words, but when he does, his eyes widen as they convey shock. “You’re its Alpha? So it does exist?” “That’s what I just said. Can you try to keep up?” I snapped. “Is there anything else you know that might be of help?” He’s quiet for a moment, and then he shakes his head, as if clearing it. “Her eyes turn pitch black and she has wings.” I stand rooted in my spot, as everything in me freezes. “What do you mean, wings?” Jason asks, A frown appears on his face before he answers sarcastically, “Is there any other meaning of wings? They are huge. So huge, that they touch the floor.”

It wasn’t. The sky was streaked with red, like blood across a wound. A screeching chorus filled the air, mingling with the furious beating of wings. At first, the dark shapes looked like massive birds in the distance, but as they flew closer, it became horribly clear—they weren’t. They had women’s bodies twisted with monstrous beauty—huge wings sprouting from their backs, talons instead of feet, beautiful faces both alluring and terrifying. “Harpies,” Maya whispered.