Novel & Cerita Super Wings

I sat back down and reread the part I had skimmed. "The power to heal the sick and wounded... Impossible..." I turned to the next page. "Superhuman strength, power, and wisdom... Large white wings covered with feathers that allow them to fly at high speeds." I flopped down, lifted my hand, and placed it on the slits of my eyes, memorizing every word from last night, the moment it hit me - wait for it, his eyes—

The very first thing I did was to add a new rule to Swift Corp. [Anyone who maliciously obstructs, harasses, or assaults crew members will be permanently banned from all Swift Corp cruises.] Swift Corp would always stand on the side of justice.

My heels click against the marble floor as I walk toward him. ​"I am not playing a game, Mr. Sterling," I say, my voice cool and smooth, like liquid nitrogen. "I invented the Moon Veil formula. A perfume that not only smells divine but masks a werewolf scent entirely. Do you know what that is worth to the supernatural community? To celebrities who want privacy? To politicians? To Rogues?" ​I slam a folder onto the desk. ​"It is worth billions. And you offer me fifty million?" ​I lean in, letting my violet eyes bore into his. I let a fraction of my aura slip, not the weak aura of an unmated wolf, but the crushing, ancient power of the White Wolf lineage I awakened to.

Jin used teleportation to do that. "Your wings doesn't suits you, let me cut it for you ..." "You! Don't you dare-" Sarakuth yelled, but before he could finish what he was going to say, Jin pulled his wings hard while stepping on his back; Jin put all his might into pulling Sarakuth's wings until it broke.

I said while pulling it "ow stop that hurts, it won't let me let go" "you're such an asshole just let it go so we can go our seperate ways" I said while pulling the rod again "stop that hurts, I think it cut me" she tried to pull her hand away only for her to yank my arm her way "ouch stop my hand is stuck" I felt a slight prick on my finger "ow I think there's a nail on it" "I told you.. woah" we both looked down at the rod as it started to glow a bright blue color "what the fuck"

Even by BloodClaws criteria, recently adjusted to the effectiveness of the Wulfen Cup, Lars was considered a wildling. Ragnar's armor creaked as he deliberately climbed the hill. The servos and gyro stabilizers worked hard to maintain balance on this long slope, and the armored legs dug in a lot as the Space Marine moved. One Ragnar was delighted by the cool, clear air and the beauty of the surroundings. His muscles didn't feel tired. Armor seems to have done most of the marching work for him and he can walk forever if he wants to. He heard Sven growl in front of him. Canis Spiral seemed to distort his thoughts in strange ways. He talks to himself more, complains more, and usually wears a da

chapter 4 Skylar POV One month later I can now walk though i still relied on my wheelchair but i can now stand and my walk is a bit bumpy It like learning steps, baby steps "You almost there" the nurse cheered me on I grunted and take another step my leg almost failed me but i took a deep breath to stabilize myself I took another step and staggered "Come on you can do it" the nurse continue cheering even though I'm tired I looked at her and she smiled at me urging me continue

Just as Andrius was about to break through the crowd, unleashing carnage… Swoosh! A powerful force descended from the sky, blocking his path.

But in front of the public, the media, and the authorities, Jethro was a young and talented director who had great power on the market, while Harvey was the only heir of the famous Susan family, which specializes in the oldest medical field in the country. Most wealthy and powerful people who suffered from various diseases depended on the newly manufactured medicines from the Susan family to maintain their health. Therefore, the Susan family was highly respected by many people, including politicians. Jethro and Harvey were two smart and cunning wolves who were good at hiding their true nature. Jethro was cold and uncommunicative, with a sharp and ruthless gaze, while Harvey was like a sunny

" They hopped in their car and peeled out, leaving me alone outside the venue. The wind bit into me. I tugged my coat closer and waved down a cab home. All my stuff had been thrown outside, dumped across the doorstep like garbage. The maid looked sorry as she said, "Mr. and Mrs. Swain told me you have to leave and never come back." I didn't charge in to yell at them. I just packed up quietly, then walked away with my things. That very night, I got on a plane out of town, heading to a hidden research base run by the National Space Agency. Just before I left, I texted everyone, "I, Wanda Swain, am officially done with the Swains for good and by choice."