Serpent And The Wings Of Night Series の小説・ストーリー

There could be traced a faint scoff on the serpent's face. " What twisted wordly desire did you think of fulfilling by daring to tamper with my nature, you wicked woman? " The serpent's response was a deafening hiss, a storm of venom and fury. Its massive head lunged forward, fangs bared, venom dripping like liquid fire. The Wolf Queen danced nimbly to the side, her cloak billowing like raven wings, narrowly avoiding the venomous onslaught.From its massive serpentine body sprouted majestic wings, each feather a tapestry of vibrant colors that seemed to shift with every flicker of light. With a single powerful beat, the wings unfurled, sending a gust of wind that swept through the chamber, ex

The most important thing was that the new clone’s aura looked to be very solid. Being a winged serpent clone, its aura, however, possessed a shred of evilness and its eyes were colder than his. With a thought from Zephyr, the winged serpent clone unfolded the giant wings on its back. The glowing-blue wings were not covered in feathers and looked more like a pair of dragon wings with bizarre patterns on them. With a slight flap of those wings and one could already hear the sound of the air that whistled around it.

She stepped out into the morning light, Marcus at her side. The Little Serpent hadn't just grown fangs; she had grown wings. And the world was finally starting to burn.

I rolled my sleeves up, gazing over the recently closed cases, and filing them into the proper categories. Vampire Shifter. Ghost. Demon. Boogeyman. Etc. I'd make a new file if we came across a new type of monster. The scent of strawberries filled my nose as Lucy plopped onto my lap, setting her laptop down to scroll the schedule. I brushed her longer blonde hair over her shoulder, peppering kisses against her throat. When we were human, her pulse would jump, but her reactions were still the same. She'd lean against my mouth, humming in contentment. "We have a Silas Devant at 10."

Heat twisted low again, fingers itching to trace dragon tattoo, shatter glass cages together. Sleep evaded, penthouse glass reflecting endless night. Eiko's nod gateway, pinning display foreplay. Game layered darker, forbidden pulls magnetic. Chicago breached its signature warning, claim. I countered tomorrow, rivals crushed, his obsession my lever. Two predators, steps shadowed closer, collision inevitable. Ruin beckoned sweetly.

Zephyr screamed from the prow. Saoirse looked up. diving from the cloud layer above them were three shapes. They looked like birds, but they were too big, too angular. Their wings didn't flap; they locked into place. "Iron-Wings!" Vane cursed, spinning the wheel. "Imperial Interceptors! They’re mechanized wyverns!" The creatures shrieked—a sound of tearing metal. They were biological horrors, wyverns that had been flayed and fitted with jet turbines on their wings and cannons in their mouths.

Her wings beat hard, driving them both sideways through the smoke. Then he struck her with his hind claws, tearing into her belly. Nyra’s pain hit me again. I staggered, but this time the bond did not thin. It sharpened. Seraphina answered with a sound that made every wolf below bare their teeth. She released his shoulder, twisted over him, and came down on his back. Her teeth sank into the base of his wing. Lucian bucked. They rolled in the sky, bodies twisting, wings beating, tails striking. For a moment, I could not tell gold from gold, except for the black veins in him and the glowing script on her forehead. Then Seraphina broke free above him.

“But what did they offer? And how do they get into the kingdom undetected?” “Enough,” I said firmly. This time, it registered that I was speaking, but he continued anyway, needing to get his theory out. “Which brings me to what the seer had said. Even been so focused on the first blood moon, but ‘blood of blood will flow’,that’s-“ “Benji!” I growled in frustration. He flinched and immediately bowed his head. My Aura rippled through the floor boards and shelves, making them shiver. Dust shook loose from the shelves.

Her dismay burned my skin like ice. I had but moments before this vision came. The water rippled. A shiver ran along my spine. The room seemed to grow dark, as though the moonlight retreated, reluctant to witness what was to come. I braced myself, and then the first vision splashed forth like a wave: A man standing on a bloodied hill. The Serpent King. Audacus. He was entrancing.

, and just as I turn around to see Dylan emerge, I feel a brutal, hot searing pain in my leg. I look down to see a serpent shifter as it lunges for me again. I stumble backwards, away from Dylan who’s now jumping to his feet and roaring so loud my eardrums might burst. Another serpent comes out of nowhere, tangling itself around my feet and up my legs. I claw at his body, trying to free myself but the venom is already pumping through my veins making me sweat and my heart pump as my vision gets a little hazy. I’m on my back all of a sudden with God knows how many slithering bodies on me and I manage just enough effort to shift, my wings spreading free underneath me as a few snakes are cut in