Show Me Angel Wings Novels & Stories

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

It was the voice of an angel in song. “I suppose I'll join in, then,” Samael said under his breath. He raised his arms; shadows enveloped him. A howling wind appeared, and six pairs of wings materialized on his back. He flexed the black pinions, draping them across him so he was veiled in darkness.

Light exploded from my body, blinding white and pure gold mixing together in waves of power that made the air itself sing. Mom's hand found mine as wings of light spread from my shoulders, filling the tiny cell with their radiance. Time to fly. The wings weren't like anything I'd seen before. Not feathered like traditional angel wings. Not bat-like, like demon wings. These were pure energy, translucent and opalescent, shifting between gold and white with every pulse of power. “Impossible,” Azrael's voice came through the door again. “The dampening fields…” My power answered him, shattering every suppression device built into the walls. Pieces of tech rained down around us as the wings grew s

Her steps faltered from time to time, but she kept walking. 'You’re doing amazing, Angel… You’re so beautiful…' 'There’s more to me than the white wolf you see. Do you want to see the other side of us?' 'Yes!' 'Will for your wings to come out.' 'What? You have wings?' 'Just do it!' My eyes widened as I conditioned myself to let my wings out. Angel has wings? This will be amazing! Soon, I felt something sprout from Angel’s back, and something flapped behind us before my wings cocooned Angel’s body, giving me a glimpse of her white wings.

Michael was attacked by Orthus. His body was unsteady. He could not bear the weight of Orthus' body which was so heavy. His feet were already standing, and he finally fell with Orthus. Two other Orthus also followed Michael's fall. "Argh!" He screamed as loud as he could. His body continued down. He tried to get his wings out, but his efforts were in vain. Not all angels can show their wings in hell. Only a few angels can release their wings except for Gabriel and Rail who are from hell. "Damn, why can't my wings come out?" Michael muttered start to panic. He looked down, still far from the earth. He just got to the 12th floor.

With his forehead still touching the wall, he turned cautiously, tilting it to reveal what he'd been so desperately trying to conceal from me. Ethan's eyes were pools of obsidian black. All the white had been eradicated. The blue iris was gone. The only colour that remained was the pupil that now burned an iridescent orange fire, that could have been mistaken for rage if it wasn't for the overwhelming sense of sadness that consumed his expression. Underneath his eyes, that same inky-stain that plagued his hands, was stretching down over his cheekbones, the tendrils snaking out from the edge like feathery veins under his skin. Angel wings , I thought. Like angel wings across his face .

“How will I have sex if I haven’t kissed anyone?” He shrugged. “You found the one?” “Nope.” He threw his hands in the air. “I give up.” “Okay. Brace yourself.” He joined in my excitement. “Come on, already. Tell me what it is.” Instead of telling him, I showed him. Unlike the first time, transforming to an angel wasn’t painful. The crescent moon on my forehead appeared and as expected, my wings lit with fire. I held out both hands to the side as though I wanted to hug him. “I am an angel!”

Alana, adorned in black angel attire, gave off the captivating charm of a succubus, seducing the light angel. The black feathers meticulously sewn onto the bodice created an illusion of wings, wrapping around her figure like a gentle embrace. The feathers extended downward, transitioning into a layered, ethereal skirt that seemed to float above the ground. A delicate, intricate lace mask obscured half of her face, accentuating the air of mystery surrounding the dark angel. She moved her wings just as she twirled and winked at the audience before going back to the backstage area with an extra sway of her hips.

Cameras everywhere taking shots & recordings, she then listened to some eye witnesses TVC “It was unbelievable, I saw it myself five angels fighting with another Angel but he has no wings, I am sure he was an Angel because no man can fight like that and attack like that, they were so strong. The five angels had very huge wings but the other person they fought with had no wing, he was even dressed like us but they fought & destroyed the roads. For a moment I thought I was seeing things but there were many others who were seeing same thing. If you had seen the wings of those Angels you would be shocked”

Lucifer attacked them, again and again, until their bodies were filled with blood and they could barely stand. All of a sudden, the air was electric, as the sky grew dark and foreboding. Suddenly, a brilliant light illuminated the horizon, and a figure began to take shape. The light intensified, and the figure grew more defined, until finally, an Angel stood before us. The Angel's wingspan was immense, with feathers that shimmered like diamonds in the sunlight. Its body was tall and imposing, with skin that glowed like polished marble. The Angel's face was chiselled and strong, with eyes that burned like stars.