Silk Wings Novels & Stories

Andrius was curious at the solemn warning. Was this thing that amazing? Andrius immediately took the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix wings from Sirus’ hands. Whoosh... As soon as he touched them, he felt the immense power emanating from them. So, this was the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix wings! Andrius was quite satisfied. “I understand.” He took the wings and spoke casually. “Go quickly, then. You must capture them. Don’t make this treasure a waste.” Silas’ eyes gleamed.

Two of them attack the serpentous while defending each other. "I am tired of this filthy creatures!" Ezekeil bellows in slight anger. "Wind magic art, no. 10; Eagles wings shower!" Ezekeil chanted. *Eagle wings shower-- a wind magic created by Ezekeil. Which formed like an eagle wings but, those wings are made of sharpest air most likely equivalent to the most sharpest sword*

Nia took out her wings, wings like a butterfly yet transparent and glittering. "Violet try to take out your wings too and stand beside Nia," I ordered Violet. "Yes sir." Violet was immediately beside Nia and then took out her wings. In stark contrast to the wings of the two of them, Violet had black-purple wings surrounded by an aura of black mist. "It's already there continue cooking like that," "Disturb it!" Nia removes her wings again, looks back like Elf. ____

"Oh, so you just can't make it without the Swains? You've got two hands and two feet. What's stopping you from getting a job and taking care of yourself instead of showing up here to whine? "This whole act is just your way of sneaking back into Mom and Dad's good books through me. Don't pretend you actually feel bad. You don't." Jillian's face turned ghostly white. She clearly wasn't ready for me to call her out like that. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out. I shoved past the three of them, rushed out of the airport, and hopped into a cab headed for the university.

“You’re all so noble. So righteous. But the truth is, you’re no different than me. You’ve killed, lied, and manipulated your way here. You think you’re the heroes of this story?” “Heroes?” Drake said, his voice sharp. “Lady, no one here is pretending to be a hero. We just want to stop you from burning everything to the ground.” Elena leaned back in her chair, her smirk unwavering. “And yet you’ll fail. Because you don’t understand the game you’re playing.” --- The Assault The sound of approaching vehicles echoed in the distance, followed by the rhythmic hum of helicopters. Sage’s voice broke the tense silence. “They’re here. Four armored SUVs and a team deploying from the chopper. At least t

"We remember the woman who rocked us to sleep. The one whose voice they recorded." Sister Marguerite made the sign of the cross. "Blessed Mary, mother of God." Daniela snorted. "More like mother of monsters." Kara's wings snapped open in threat—then stilled when I raised a hand. To my shock, she obeyed the unspoken command. Lina, ever fearless, wriggled between us to stare at Kara's retractable wings. "Are those organic?" "Titanium filaments grafted to the scapulae," Kara said proudly. Then, softer: "It hurt."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧