Sandwing Wings Of Fire Novels & Stories

Its blood-red eyes were full of hostility as it opened its mouth and spat out a raging fire, which rushed toward the phoenix. Chirp! The phoenix let out a light cry and flapped its wings with incomparably dazzling purple flames soaring around its body. At the same time, a purple flame shot out. The raging flames from the black dragon collided with the purple flames from the phoenix in midair. In an instant, huge flames swept across the sky, looking as if the sky was on fire. Swoosh! The phoenix spread its wings, went through the fire waves that were all over the sky, and crushed against the black dragon.

The wind spirit tried to speed up its tornado, but it lost the momentum and the tornado unraveled. Saxon jumped into the air, a compressed jet of flames from shot out from under his feet. He put both hands together and raised them above his head. A sea of flames came out of his fists and within milliseconds compressed into a pair of muscular arms that formed a double fist about his head. He brought down his flame fists on the wind spirit's head. The wind spirit put up a wind barrier, but the momentum was once again against it. The fists broke through the barrier and then slammed down on its head.

Gildeon lunged. His wings slammed downward with savage force as he surged forward and opened his jaws wide. Dragonfire erupted from him in a brutal torrent—thick, white-hot flame capable of turning stone molten before it shattered apart. The blast roared toward Zephyr, but Garud twisted aside with impossible speed and slammed its silver wings downward once. The resulting wind was no mere gust. It was force, sharpened into a weapon. It crashed headlong into the dragonfire and tore it apart, shredding the flames into wild fragments that scattered into the storm-dark sky and died before they could reach their target.

He was just standing in the sunlight, and Ravi squinted as he saw something gleaming in the man's hand. Ravi focused his vision further to ensure that the object the man held wasn't what he thought it was. The man's hand moved, still gazing, and Ravi's eyes widened when he could see clearly. Ravi froze, subconsciously gripping Raymond's wrist tightly. He saw a shimmering sword smeared with red liquid that was undoubtedly blood. But it didn't end there. Ravi froze further without realizing it, tightening his hold on Raymond's wrist as he observed the man's wings, which were white and almost identical to Raymond's. The wings flapped, and he flew away somewhere.

He was her Luke, but he now had the most beautiful wings she could ever imagine. But the wings?! Oh, heavens! They were unexplainable! They were something out of this world. They were huge and reminded Sarah of angel wings, although they were entirely different. Instead of feathers, fire tongues covered their surface. At least she thought those were fire tongues; on the second thought, they looked too solid and too sparkly to be disembodied. She had an urge to touch them, feel them, and experience how they are under her fingertips… As if she was in some sort of trance, wordlessly, Sarah made a step forward. And then another one, and another, until she stood just a couple of inches away from

“Hey! I will save you, hold on.” Seeing Andy arrive, a ray of hope radiated from the old man's face, then he fainted from inhaling too much smoke. Andy looked around, searching for any usable tools. However, he found nothing. Suddenly, wings emerged from behind his back; he flapped his wings and then placed the two men on his shoulders. The fire moved aside, making his path smooth without any obstacles. Andy walked without fear, his hands, and face now feeling severe burns as he approached the door. He didn't realize his wings had disappeared, and Andy burst out carrying the two men on his shoulders.

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.

The thing kept up until it was easy to tell that it was a person. Wings spread from its back stretching out wide. With one movement it used them to blow the flames towards the warriors that were standing too close. Flames engulfed them in minutes and then they were gone. With another great batting the wings stopped the flames altogether and the thing was all that remained. Elaina watched in horror as it began to move forward taking in the scene around it. A laugh rumbled from it making the hairs on the back of Elaina’s neck stand up.

His wings spread wide, feathers shimmering like liquid gold, ready to defend the innocent and uphold the balance of the realms. Flame curled around Wrath's frame, a living, breathing entity that danced and flickered with his every movement. The inferno cast eerie shadows, highlighting the sharp angles of his face and the fierce determination in his molten eyes. His power was raw, untamed, a force of nature that refused to be contained or controlled.

"Went straight through. No bone damage, no arterial involvement. You're lucky." "Doesn't feel lucky," I muttered. "It will once I'm done." He began cleaning the wound with practiced efficiency, and I gritted my teeth against the burn of antiseptic. "You'll need to keep this immobilized. I'm going to put you in a sling." "For how long?" "Two weeks minimum. Longer if you don't follow orders." He glanced at Cat. "I trust you'll make sure he behaves?" "I'll do my best," she said dryly. "But he's stubborn."