Supernatural Castiel Wings Novels & Stories

Or maybe, considering my power was always telekinesis, I expected him to be moved. What I didn't expect was for a star to fall from the sky at my command and crash into the beast. Lifting my arms, I summon more strength and I command the stars. Falling from the Heavens, they crash to the ground, following me as I move towards Castiel. It is time that we finished this, once and for all. Halona

Somehow, she felt that it was. “Yes,” he called out, over the wind, reading her mind, as always. “This is it.” Caitlin’s heart pounded with delight. She was so excited, and felt so strong, she was ready to fly by herself. She suddenly jumped off of Caleb’s back, and went flying through the air. For a moment, she was terrified, wondering if her wings would sprout. A moment later, they did, supporting her in the air.

She had become something beyond that—something celestial and terrible. Her body shimmered like starlight given shape, her skin glowing faintly beneath the layers of enchanted ash. Even from where I stood, I could feel her energy—sharp as obsidian, cold as deep space. The ritual hadn’t just awakened her. It had rewritten her. Then the impossible happened. Wings. Not of feather or bone, but forged from pure silver mist, erupted from her back. They arched like blades, wide and terrible, each beat of them stirring the air with a pressure that bent trees and cracked stone.

“Time to see the Council.” Alex nods but doesn’t say a word. However, his eyes reflect his misery as he waits for me to open the door. Councilmember Corbin James, Gadriel Saint, and Lukan Garron are standing on our front porch. The men look grim and austere as they gaze upon us. “Mikhail Cross, on behalf of the Supernatural Council, you are being remanded under the charge of murdering the human boy, Travis Gentry. Please step forward and release your wings.” I step forward and release my wings with flutter as each man takes a position to restrain them. Gadriel stands behind me and places a chain around my wings with a click. The chain is spelled to keep supernatural beings with wings grounde

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

“Then who are you marrying? Everyone knows you are madly in love with me. Do you expect them to believe you would choose someone else?” He tilted his head, mockery sharpening his voice. “Besides me, there is only the sixth son. Cassian, the broken-winged one. His wings were shattered in that griffin crash, and he has hidden in the shadow halls ever since. Some say he will never fly again. Some say other things are broken too. What will you do, Elena? Spend your life with an angel who cannot even lift himself into the sky?” The hall laughed again. Just then, Cassian Seraphiel appeared at the entrance in a wheeled chair, pushed by an attendant. His face was pale, and his dark cloak covered the

I said dropping a feather to glide downwards. A murmured growl acknowledged the hit, he apparently already knew. That growl gave me goose bumps. I watched in relief as he walked over by the door to grab the discarded pie bag and spilt coffee cup. Coffee had leaked out and made little tree root designs along the floor. I felt bad about that but he started it. Standing up he looked at me where I was perched. "Well, you are definitely not an Angel, not with those dirty wings, but, you're not simple, I'll give you that." The dig on my wings stung, they weren't the pretty ethereal white of an Angels but resembled melted cookies and cream ice cream.

His golden eyes shone. “I expected that.” He went out to the small balcony. The night was clear, the moon partially covered by clouds. Cael stretched out his hand toward the sky. His fingers glowed, and his form began to change. Wings appeared slowly, immense and translucent like liquid crystal. His body radiated a pure silvery light, and with each step, the ground seemed to tremble silently. With a gesture, light shot from his fingertips, rising to the sky and descending in a circle, surrounding the entire republic with an invisible barrier.

Disgusting. Things happened very fast. When the veil disappeared and the light came on, she gaped as she stared at Zachriel. Zachriel hugged her. And... and the k eyes see something strange. Even weirder than all the weird dreams she had her. Zachriel has wings! Color white pair of wings. Each one looked like the size of mats and covered in clouds. When Zachriel touched her, she flinched. "Are you all right, Edmin?" the man asked frantically.

"You- You're a demon...You're supposed to be extinct!" "HAHA yea.. seems I'm wanted dead for multiple reasons." Chris said with a toothy grin. "Here - I - Come -HALBERT!" The black mist almost instantly was sucked back into Christopher, his body was wrapped in the black flames that soon formed into wings as dark as night itself. Christopher's face half covered, the black wings of shadow, and glowing eyes with smile to be feared almost looked as if someone was being welcomed by the devil himself. "Everyone get back!" Alexis yelled.