Supernatural Wings Novels & Stories

I turned to her, shining my teeth. Rica nodded continuously walking away from me. "Make Lexa yours. Take her away from Elliot forever and love her with your life. That is the only way a demon like you can ever repay me." I laughed out loudly, like a happy child. I crouched, placing my hands on the floor. The pain grew as I tried to release my new dark wings. I screamed as the wings popped out and my skin was quickly covered in darkness. A tail emerged from me and sharp claws and nails revealed themselves. I ran towards the open window, and flew out, mixing with the darkness of the night.

I wonder what I'm going to see this time. “Wow,” I gasped as I instantly snatched the phone from his hand. I sat back in my seat to examine the picture more closely. On the screen, I could see myself, but my eyes were now pure and brilliant white. The usual white swirling circles that I'd got used to seeing when I felt like this, were now gone. I looked closer at the picture, and I could see the beautiful wings that had just embraced me. They were poking out above my shoulders and they came all the way down my back, the ends of them hanging off of the couch. They were bright white but slightly opaque in look, like frosted glass. They looked like they were made entirely of light. Damien sat d

“Are you my boyfriend or my bodyguard?” He held his ring in front of me, my eyes were magnetized by the intricate carvings on it. “Guardian angel, remember?” He straightened up on his seat, and in a louder than necessary voice, he said, “And unlike the last one you had, I have a sword, not a halo. And my wings are black, not white. It’s time they realized who they will have a problem with the next time they hurt even a single hair in your body!” My eyes widened at him. He took my hand in his again, and then he bent down to kiss my fingers once again. “I love you, angel.” He didn’t even whisper that. I was sure many people around us heard everything he said.

The echoes and cries I heard all over, they are concentrated inside this cavern and flowing out in all directions. The battle below is vicious and loud, and the flying fury of fur and pale creatures makes for an almost stormy sea like movement across the depths. I can’t see who is who, but my attention is drawn up as something flies past me and crashes into the overhanging rocky ceiling above before plummeting back down in speed. It’s scares the shit out of me, my heart lurching to my throat and the three of us jump back against those behind us and inhale swiftly in perfect sync. Freezing as we stare at whatever that was and eyeing it warily. “What the hell?” I recoil in horror as another ma

Her eyes, they shine with a crisp silver glow, captivating and illuminating the surrounding space. I can’t help but envy her perfect complexion, stressing her exquisite facial features. It’s clear that she is the divine offspring of God, the creator of all things, and Selene, the creator of all shifters. But what steals my breath away are her wings, almost translucent yet radiating with neon hues. They span several yards in each direction, reaching above her head and cascading down to her ankles, a mesmerizing sight that leaves me in awe.

Her wings beat the air, stirring gusts that tore at the plains, yet even as she hovered above him, she felt a tremor in her chest. Then!... without warning, without restraint… It happened. BOOM! Lucien’s transformation tore through the world. Wings erupted from his back, vast and terrifying… not dark, but blinding, a storm of pure, raw energy given form. The force alone slammed into the earth, cracking the ground outward in violent ripples that rattled Seryna’s bones. Two long, pointed horns curved from his forehead, sharp and regal, monstrous in their perfection. They glinted, catching the fractured light, marking him as something far beyond any mortal or magical being.

My second vision had warned me about this. I held my breath, knowing that if I turned around, I would find Chase at knife point. I clenched my trembling hands into white knuckled fists. Darryl's bleeding was not ordinary. In fact, the bitch who was holding Chase at knife point, had spelled the knife she'd thrown at Darryl. I closed my eyes as I placed my hands over his wound. I casted the spell out loud, knowing that she was listening. My palms tingled and I opened my eyes to see that they were emitting a white glow. Darryl's wound stopped bleeding and his supernatural self-healing kicked in. I rose to my feet, still not turning around.

“Sorry doesn’t change anything, sorry doesn’t change the fact that I was made to leave the wolf’s age alone without any strength because as an omega, I’m not even allowed to see my wolf, and till now I can’t even shift, imagine being alone in the Wolf Age, almost chased my rogues. Then I come across another pack where the alpha wants me as his Luna for whatever reason, I’ve never had a purpose on my Orion” I slumped down in front of him, and tears fell from my eyes. “ But this? These people? They’re my people, you might think the story is wack because you never heard of supernaturals but I was with my parents and I knew the kind of weird energy I drew from them, these people love me, Orion,

"You’re the one who whispered to me in the dark when the Council was carving into my bones. You’re the 'Extinction' they were so afraid of." The figure—the Red-Winged Dante—stepped into the light. It was a perfect, terrifying blend of us. It had Dante’s lethal, massive frame and his predator’s stance, but from its spine erupted a pair of wings that were an exact, burning replica of mine. They weren't made of "Void-Lead" or "Obsidian-Gold." They were made of Primal Fire, a deep, arterial red that seemed to drink the light from the room.

(if you ask me, they looked like the eyes of a fly) The creature had long wings that resembled bat wings, but it had big claws in each fold of the wings. The creature extended its wings, hitting Brandon and causing him to fall on his back. Ricky tried to overpower the witch, but he was quicker. He turned, covering himself with his wings, and quickly struck Rickymeith with his claws, making Ricky grunt as he felt the sharp nails scratch him across his back.