Moonwatcher Wings Of Fire Novels & Stories

Give in. I closed my eyes and felt him deep inside me. I felt him clawing away in there, and I let go, dropping whatever barrier was holding him back. A ring of fire spread across my eyes. My entire body was a light yellow fire with bright orange and red tips. Wings erupted from my shoulder blades, spreading wide beside me. They were covered in orange and deep red flames. Every step I took turned the sand on the shore into glass.

He froze, listening, the blade gleaming faintly in the moonlight that slipped through the curtains. Then it happened. The door didn’t creak this time. It burst. A rush of cold air flooded the cabin as the Second Watcher filled the frame, tall and shadowed, his face masked by the dark. For one fleeting second, Mara thought she was dreaming again. That she had conjured him from the night itself. But then his voice came, low and commanding: “Move.” The First Watcher sprang to his feet, knife raised, teeth bared. “You—”

I screamed, bending down, groaning. My skin tore as I felt something sprout. With another loud cry, I raised my face to the sky as wings sprouted out. Then the pain disappeared. I gasped, catching my breath. I looked at my hands. Gasps rang out across the battlefield. Warriors from both sides froze. I stood between Caelan and Idris, not just as a wolf; I was part flame. A halo hung over my head, following me. It signified something divine, almost like the powers of the moon goddess herself.

He could not help but wonder how easy it would have been had his wolf been not suppressed by the dark witch. Suddenly, from above, a swarm of Wraithwings descended, their ghostly forms merging into a tempest of shrieks that reverberated through the air like a banshee's wail. Flameheart pivoted, raising his blade to meet their assault, slicing through the air as they swooped down, their claws poised to tear him apart.

His presence was steady, unyielding, even as his voice cracked with urgency. “Don’t let it take you, Xenia! Stay with me!” The Architect only watched, hands folded inside their dark sleeves, their hood angled as if this was all… entertainment. My anger burned hotter than my flames. “You think this is a game?” I roared. I got a response from the fire. After stretching and twisting, it took the form of wings extending from my shoulders and a flurry of sparks encircling me. The wolves stumbled, hissing where my wings touched their smoky bodies.

I didn’t want to pull on my wings because I really liked the hoodie I was wearing, and my wings would make mincemeat of it. I caught her eyes and all I could see was anger and hatred boiling in them. I pushed with my aura so hard my hands felt like fire against her arms. She started making a sound that was close to pain and then suddenly Cash pulled us apart. I was now standing behind Cash as he faced the clawing wolf himself. “Stop it, before you get hurt!” Cash growled at her. She immediately stopped and started sobbing as she quickly rubbed the burn marks on her arms that my hands had left behind.

His light grey wings came out as he took off into the air. Like that would stop her. He really was an idiot. Faye jumped up into the air as she released a powerful blast at him. It hit his front, so she threw another one which was aimed at his wings. An inhuman shriek filled the air as the Moon Fire ripped through his wings. Gravity yanked his body downwards, and it thumped against the ground with a disgusting crunching sound. Not sure what broke but did not really care either. She stalked forward and was pleased with the outcome as he tried to move backwards. But he was seriously injured.

They were also Raven Shifters, making them even more special in the Fafner Kingdom since 90% of our country's inhabitants hand four legs and no wings. I raised my hand and gathered a small amount of warmth around my palm and fingers, creating a thin glove of flames that I pressed against my brother. I splayed my fingers and wiggled them through his fur, adding a little pressure when I finally reached the roots and the heat of his skin. Staring at the dancing flames that harmlessly brushed by his dark brown pelt, I focused on my connection to my twin, envisioning a bridge in my mind that connected me to him.

She didn’t even seem to be taking a breath. He caught that finger in his hand before it went flying up his nose. Sweet tingles and flames ran up both their arms at the touch. Her mouth finally stopped moving as she gaze stared at my hand clasping hers. She had to feel that. He’ll, see that. Keegan had heard the mate bond could create tingles of the skin when emotions were high, but he had never heard anyone mention sparking flames before. That had to do something with her. The flames weren’t burning us. Just running over our skin. Her mouth hung open as she finally looked up into my eyes.

Seeing that the two Mahayana elders had come so fiercely, this time Xiao Chen could not possibly resist, only to see that he suddenly turned around and fiercely embraced Su Ren Yue, then a pair of fire wings suddenly sprouted on his back. This pair of fire wings is when the willow phoenix gave him the phoenix wings, at this moment to spread out, about ten feet long, inside the blazing flames, fiercely gave birth to a force of God, "rumbling" sound, actually will be two Mahayana old man shocked back.