Starscream Wings Novels & Stories

- Chris replied as a fireball appeared in his hand and was about to hit Selene's stomach with it. At this sight, Damon first felt a great anger inside, quickly turning into a fury. In an instant, an inhuman roar broke from his chest, and two huge black wings appeared behind his back, shooting upwards with a loud noise. Those wings were really huge, and as they fully developed, they began to beat the air with strong sweeping movements.

She exclaims then chuckles “But I can’t help but notice you are leaving little to the imagination downstairs…better hope your man doesn’t get you hot and bothered in that!” “Yeah, I’ll tuck tomorrow, but today I have been untucked, so I thought that since the public isn’t going to see I wouldn’t worry about it…the question is feathers? Or LED wings?” “Wings!” it’s unanimous…Angel and all the queens love the wings. Angel adds “Mariposa is named for you, so why not be that butterfly your uncle adores?” “Really? You named the club after Nova?” Lolli asks.

Ilyana timidly touched the brunette's palms, and he, deftly picking her up, led her along. Once outside, William stopped. Black wings opened with a quiet rustle. The young man threw back his head and spread his arms to the sides. He made a powerful flap of his wings. A gust of wind blew through Ilyana's hair and clothes. A jerk - and the young man easily took off from the ground, soaring into the dark sky strewn with stars. His wings shone, shimmering in all shades of blue and purple.

My heart and body rebels at the thought I make my way to the back of the building and release my wings. The good thing about demon wings is that they can also materialize over my clothes. Fallon gives me a hard glare when I land on the roof. The building is not very tall. But it’s tall enough to obscure us from spectators. Thankfully, it’s still dark outside.

Boom! Boom! Two loud noises came. Following the screaming and crying of the people in the carriage, the roof was once again broken. Two Golden Icebreaker Cranes shrieked and poked their heads in. With just a simple swing, the sharp crane's bill easily cut off the arm of a warrior who tried to fight them. "The Phoenix Wing's Starry Night Slash!" Maya shouted as she slashed at the crane with her longsword. Clank! The Golden Icebreaker Crane let out a miserable wail. Its bill was cut in half and flew out. The remaining Golden Icebreaker Crane was pierced through the head by Caspian's spear. It flopped twice and was immediately brought away by the blizzard.

The need to protect takes over. “Stop, Rosa. Stop. Please!” I scream as I push her away when my wings burst out of my shoulder blades and I fly higher. I move my hands as my clothes turn into black armour. My hand moves to the side and a flaming white sword appears and in the other hand, a ball of energy forms.

”It will be pretty hard to grasp its concept unless you try it yourself. White feathers rained down upon them and the swamp shook upon the sudden gush of wind that enveloped them. Tilting her chin to meet his gaze, a sly grin plastered on her face. “Why do I have to try it when I can observe you instead?” Cent whispered as her enormous dragon-like wings stretched behind her before it angled to strike the smirking angel – aiming to wipe off his arrogant face from the face of the three worlds. Frosty swamp water spurted when the edges of her right wing hit the murky swamp floor instead of piercing Angelo like a shish-kebab.

But why now? "Oh, Ambrose! It feels so good," she moaned. She leaned down and claimed my mouth again. My cock ached and throbbed inside her. I was close and I could tell so was she. "Come for me," I growled and gripped her butt so I could thrust into her harder. She arched her back and screamed, her eyes rolled at the back of her head and her body shuddered violently as she climaxed. She screamed again, but it was a different kind of scream this time. I stared at her in amazement as two delicate wings sprouted out of her back. They were clear with silvery-gold patterns, gently fluttering up and down in the cool breeze.

And now, seeing it had still amazed him. “King’s Legacy,” King Arth called. A six-pointed star flashed in his chest—on his back grew dragon wings in the form of blue energy—and his eyes glowed like frost, gleaming under the sun. He drew out Frostcalibur and flapped his wings, jumping high into the air, then flew forward towards the beasts.

Dark skin, pointy ears and short hairs. "Have you come to disrobe me again?" I demanded. The one on the left, Astrea, smiled warily. " Not exactly so but to prepare you for the day" With a wary smile, I allowed them entry, watching as they busied themselves with the preparations for the day ahead. But as Astrea's delicate fingers grazed a jar, a sudden sneeze erupted, unfurling a pair of translucent wings from her back. "Astrea! Stop sniffing the dust," her sister scolds, a note of exasperation in her voice.