Starflight Wings Of Fire Novels & Stories

Atlas retorted through gritted teeth. However, the firefighters would not let him go closer, and his heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the villa. "Get out of the way! Let go of me! Naomi! Naomi!" Suddenly, a massive explosion came from the villa. The beams holding it up snapped and collapsed. In that instant, Atlas disregarded everything and pushed the firefighters aside with all his might. "Mr. Payne!" Someone yelled as burning-hot air rushed toward Atlas. Childhood memories flooded Atlas with terror, making it impossible for him to move. However, the thought of Naomi suffering terribly in the fire made it impossible for him to stay put. He covered his nose and screamed Naomi's name

The thing that had whispered “Arkana.” “I’m not your vessel,” I shouted. “But I am your gate.” And I opened. The altar cracked. The ceiling split. And Logan rose again—eyes wide, voice deep, filled with the roar of a thousand dying stars. “BLOOD WEARS THE THRONE.” The cult screamed. And burned. Lily The flames didn’t stop. Long after the cult screamed, long after their bodies became dust on the wind, the fire raged. Not wild. Not erratic. It danced. Controlled. Conscious.

The person on the other side stated. I had to clear my throat before I could respond “Angels shouldn’t have clipped wings.” “I understand hold just a moment.” The man that had answered pressed a few buttons and before I knew it, I could hear June’s voice through the phone, “Are you safe?” June was straight to the point, but in her line of work I assume she had to be.

they took them to places they had never seen before around Azu. The nature and purpose of the great devices they were permitted to see were described, together with their glorious place in the chapter's history. Ragnar filled the stage of ancient battles with the forces of chaos from the Dark Ages conquered by the Fang himself with awe. He watched in awe as the giant airship ascended, knowing that he would now encounter a powerful ship capable of breaking through the air barriers around Fenris and traveling unimaginable distances between the stars. As the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months, he became more and more accustomed to his new role and position. He knew the nam

I was floating in the air with golden angelic wings made of fire spread out and protruding from my back. What the actual fuck?!

They are breathtaking. Finally, the taxi arrives and I thank them both for waiting for me. As I reach out to open the door Max does as well. As soon as his hand is over mine intense sparks shoot up my arm and I gasp. He immediately pulls his hand away from me as his eyes go wide. “Sorry he mutters”. What the hell was that, did he just shock me? I look back at him as I pull the door open as soon as our eyes meet I feel a flutter deep down in my core and my heart rate picks up again. It’s not fear doing it this time though, it’s desire.

Claws crept out of his fingers while his face became darkened as he levitated. "I see you now got my wings too, now, let me show you mine!" Rio replied while his eyes had a combination of red and blue, a weird fire burned round his back while his clothes burned off and dropped on the ground as Red-Blue wings retracted out from his back and flapped fiercely, a combination of Rio's wings and Sathanas wings while they flapped fiercely. Claws also crept out of his fingers while his hair caught off in flames, a tattoo on his neck as both brothers stared at each others, both levitating on the air.

The night sky blazed like molten gold. Even the stars seemed to vanish as an unnatural light seeped across the horizon. Packs all over the land lifted their muzzles, their howls drowned out by the deafening roar of firestorms crackling in the south. The Solar Wolves had begun. Scene One: The March of Fire

Xander was a towering presence, his ice-blue eyes filled with a primal fury as he swept through the battlefield, his strikes precise and devastating. Vivi lost track of time as the battle raged on, her focus narrowing to the task at hand. She could feel the Starfire pulsing within her, a steady rhythm that guided her movements and bolstered her mates' efforts. Together, they were an unstoppable force, a united front against the chaos that threatened to engulf them.

The twins pouted but they actually did obey me. "I had an accident." I turned to look at Fola who was looking at the twins at where they sat, on the floor. The twins turned back and in no minute, they'd stood up and were beside Fola on the sofa. "You don't have to....." "A fire accident when I was small." "Ohhh" The twins chorushed again, their eyes downcast and they started to trail their hands over her scars. "It must have hurt." "Yeah, a whole lot. It still hurt."