Silk Wings Novels & Stories

I slumped forward, attempting to claw at the ground beneath me as the entity within my back writhed beneath my skin. "Fly, Bella. Keep striving to unfurl your wings. They are nearly free. They are exquisite - a deep cerulean and purple with intricate gold patterns. They are tailor-made for you. The wings of a queen," she praised, though I could hardly register her words amidst the excruciating torment I was enduring. My back arched and then dropped as a sob escaped my lips. Ara knelt beside me, gently massaging my back in an attempt to coax my wings to emerge.

“It responds to you… like it’s alive.” “It is alive,” Maelis’s voice echoed suddenly. The seer stumbled into view, her staff glowing faintly, her robes scorched. “The blade carries the soul of the first starborn. Serenya, it will only reveal its wings to one who dares burn for love and kingdom alike.” Wings. The word seared itself into Serenya’s mind. She looked at the blade—and then, impossibly, luminous wings unfurled from its hilt, spectral fire woven from starlight. The wings wrapped around her like armor, shielding her from the next surge of dragonfire.

I pushed him a few inches away from me, “…marriage.” “But I can’t leave you alone. You don’t even have wings to get out of the suite to eat.” “Jake will escort me and look after me,” I replied with a wicked smile. He rested his forehead against mine and looked into my shining eyes. His forearms, sinking into the mattress beside my head, supported him; then he buried his hands in my hair. I felt my strands twist around his long fingers, which kept my head from moving. He spread his wings, drawing them into the center of my attention. Nathan’s black wings made him feel so stronger and larger that, lying beneath him, I felt increasingly fragile. Their feathers absorbed the sunset’s rays and gle

He would bargain for eternity to see it again, but the moment came and the Festival began - the exhibitions of Celestial Wing The feathers on her back began to line up like scales. Her spine looked carved out by the bones of her wings. Then something amazing happened: everyone had wings, black and white, demons and angels alike. But it was hers that sparkled the brightest. When he saw her face, he realized she wasn't the same anymore. The scenery changed again before he could describe i

Her wings fell back into her body, screaming. Covering my mouth, a sob wrecked through me. I had forgotten she would feel the pain, too. Too worried about watching Mortus breathe his last breaths. The warrior, his eyes solemn with pity, gently gathered her in his arms, picked her up. Her head leaned into his chest, gripping his uniform. “Leave me,” she cried again. Wings sprung forth from his body, shaking his head. His wings hummed in the pattern of a hummingbird and took flight to the palace.

I had never had the guts to oppose my father and I didn’t know where these ones had come from all of a sudden. My dad laughed. I knew it would have been a different story if I was actually with him so I swallowed. I hated how much control he had over me. And I hated that to break out of that control would be the most difficult thing to do ever. And I also knew that, that laugh was far from being an expression of humor. I was glad that for now I was as far away from him as I possibly could be. “So you also grew some wings, huh? Because you’re hanging out with some rich man’s kid? I’ll be here when he tires of you, whore.”

My body seemed to shimmer within the refection of the captivating cerulean blue orbs that made up his eyes, the pale flesh caught between his fingers stood out amongst his rough grip as fine diamond-like particles shimmered along the creases of my body. The wings fluttered clumsily behind me as Cian pulled me out of the expanding hole and gripped my thighs roughly before pulling me within his embrace, his arms were warm with his distinct scent of lavender and honey drifting through my weakened senses. My shimmering wings slowly unfolded and shook a fine powder on my body with the glistening particles appearing like diamonds along my ivory skin. The fine dust drifted along Cian’s skin causing

She opened her wings, creating a double sail, the beats of her wings driving her body against him, the thrust of cock into cunt divine as the wind whipped past them, and the heat of her wings created a mist of cloud. Together they coasted, their mouths hungrily upon each other, their bodies entangled and joined, and their wings holding them safe and high, until he felt the burn of orgasm pull through his balls, and he broke off the kiss to groan against her cheek. “Yes, yes,” she gasped, gripping him tight. “Now.” They brought their wings tight to their bodies, letting gravity send them plummeting towards the ground, adding adrenaline to the orgasm, so they fell together as they came togethe

My shout echoed in the barren space. Rain held a finger to her lips and shushed me. “Don’t wake the others.” I hadn’t realized until then that there were several other nests like the one I had sprung out of. Each nest had two or three sets of breaths coming from them. “You also don’t want to attract the attention of anyone upstairs. Trust me. Apparently, there is some big prophecy that revolves around one of us, or so I gleaned from passing conversations that I listened in on. They say that the Silverwolf is the alpha of all alphas and that if they can mate her and control her, then there would be no one to stop them." She glanced up at the sliver of light from the door, fear sliding across