Jet-black Wings Novels & Stories

I rolled on top of her, my stone eyes locked into her indigo gaze, and everything was as it should be for a fleeting moment. But then darkness descended- a disruption of shadows materialized around us. Rouges appeared, their presence starkly contrasted with the tranquillity we once knew. Lupin, my unwavering, fearless wolf, stood tall in his blue-black fur, ready to defend what was ours. There was nothing but emptiness to the right where Kimberly's white wolf should have stood.

Nia took out her wings, wings like a butterfly yet transparent and glittering. "Violet try to take out your wings too and stand beside Nia," I ordered Violet. "Yes sir." Violet was immediately beside Nia and then took out her wings. In stark contrast to the wings of the two of them, Violet had black-purple wings surrounded by an aura of black mist. "It's already there continue cooking like that," "Disturb it!" Nia removes her wings again, looks back like Elf. ____

Two of them attack the serpentous while defending each other. "I am tired of this filthy creatures!" Ezekeil bellows in slight anger. "Wind magic art, no. 10; Eagles wings shower!" Ezekeil chanted. *Eagle wings shower-- a wind magic created by Ezekeil. Which formed like an eagle wings but, those wings are made of sharpest air most likely equivalent to the most sharpest sword*

When the doctor walked out of the room and passed the glass windows on the hallway, only then was Jay able to see the red wings attached to the doctor's back that didn't show up physically. A celestial being with a pair of red wings. As far as Jay could remember, only two types of wings colors he had ever seen in the Kingdom. White wings symbolized an Angel in its purest form, while black wings symbolize an Angel fallen from their grace. Jay had never seen any celestial beings with red wings before. More importantly, why a celestial being showed interest in a mortal man? Jay let the time flow once again. He looked outside the window, thinking about the doctor and why he was interested in Lia

Peter interjected. “I guess it’s time we showed them how a proper death bed is made.” We grinned at each other while his eyes gleamed a threateningly golden yellow. “I hope you can keep up your bluff in your last moment.” Eren growled as his brown eyes glowed and large golden wings spread from his back while his claws protruded. The others brought out their wings but they were black unlike Eren’s. But I cared less, for the pain and regrets Eren cost me, I was going to rip him apart.

I float along the warm currents, relishing the feeling of the wind ruffling the feathers of my wings. “Is it like you remember?” She asks. I shake my head with a grin. “It’s better, so much better,” I say, looking at my new wings. They are huge, fluffy, and powerful. They look different though, rather than white feathers with black tips, they were simply marbled black and white with thick veins of gold. “I’ve never seen wings like those―they're absolutely gorgeous," she murmurs, her eyes filled with awe. “Glad you’re enjoying yourselves,” someone growls.

“Are you my boyfriend or my bodyguard?” He held his ring in front of me, my eyes were magnetized by the intricate carvings on it. “Guardian angel, remember?” He straightened up on his seat, and in a louder than necessary voice, he said, “And unlike the last one you had, I have a sword, not a halo. And my wings are black, not white. It’s time they realized who they will have a problem with the next time they hurt even a single hair in your body!” My eyes widened at him. He took my hand in his again, and then he bent down to kiss my fingers once again. “I love you, angel.” He didn’t even whisper that. I was sure many people around us heard everything he said.

Elliot purred in my ear. Oh fuck. The sound of his voice went straight to his core, making me squeeze my legs together. “Don’t fight it, baby. Dominate your darkness by enjoying it,” Elliot leaned forward, placing my legs on the outside of his and spreading them so that my legs were wide open. Two giant black wings exploded from Chaos’ back, making me gasp. They were so black; it was as if you were staring into a starless night sky. The moonlight shining through the windows glistened off of the skin, making them almost glitter beneath its rays.

says Bennet as the waitress goes and he turns back to me, "mind a few question from me?" "Shoot," I say. "So, about your wings," says Bennet as he gestures to my back, "why are they that color? And not like angels or demons." "I'd say it was because of genetics, but I really don't know," I reply. "When you said morph, earlier," continues Bennet, "what did that mean." "I meant that as how, when I imagine, say an eagle's wing, I can change the shape of that," I explain. "You can change the shape of your wing? That's incredible," says Bennet.

It had two pairs of wings on its back in total. "Meow, haha, it's very beautiful, isn't it? Are you envious and jealous?" Evil Moon proudly opened its new wings. They were not pure white, but as black as ink. There was very obscure and almost destructive power circulating between the pair of wings. "Did you try hard to nurture such a pair of black wings because you saw that the fowlman of the Feather Clan in the west had more wings than you?" Ding Hao was speechless.