The Wings Upon Her Back Novels & Stories

He still remembered that night. She was so nervous that her whole body was trembling. Her skin burned with a hot blush. Christine was shockingly beautiful, and she looked so fragile beneath him. When everything ended, she cried loudly. Again and again, Christine said, "Hansen, you're not allowed to bully me. You're not allowed to hurt me in the future. You have to treat me well. You have to marry me. Hansen, we'll be together forever, right?" But that woman, the naive and innocent woman who believed that she would be together with the man she loved forever…

Somehow, they'd gotten their hands on my flight info and cut me off the minute I walked off the plane. Mom looked at me like she couldn't believe her eyes, as if she needed proof I was actually standing there. Then, all at once, she broke down and threw her arms around me, her face wet with tears. "Wanda, my child, it's so good to have you back. Where have you been all these years? Dad and I never gave up looking for you." Her act left me speechless, and my heart stayed cold. I shoved her back, uninterested in playing my part in their dramatic reunion act.

She waved her hands to her, pearl surrounds her arms. She hesitated, the pearls surround her head and then a little wing flew to her back. She looked at it, it stick in her back like it had glue. She turned to the woman, the wings flew her closer, closer, and closer to the woman. She saw how beautiful the woman was. She had a toga with white orchids decorating it. She had a Giant White Orchids in her head, arranged to form a crown. She smiled, and the ghosts cheered. She stopped in below the throne and she kneeled. She tilted her head to look down. Her crown almost falling off.

I looked down at the beautiful woman asleep in my arms; I had every intention of putting her down to let her rest, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave her. She started moving around again in her sleep, her towel slipping down, revealing her back as she turned in my arms. I noticed intricate designs shaping into wings which filled her back. What looked like diamonds were embedded in her skin, making the details of her wings stand out, grey and white swirls filled in the wings, hypnotizing me. I brushed the hair off her shoulder and looked at the stars that lined the top half of her shoulder leading up onto her neck. They had the same diamonds in them, but they also had other colored gems as

They were werewolves that were killed when Liliana unleashed hell. "Stop, please!" I begged, my heart heavy with guilt and despair. But the voices grew louder, more agonizing, echoing through my mind like a never-ending nightmare. In my desperation, I felt my back flex as two white wings emerged from my back, a glimmer of hope in the bleakness. I gasped shocked, “M-my wings, finally!”

There was children's laughter, the sound of propellers winding down, and the soft rustling of petals falling to the ground. The recording was still playing, and Zachary's hands started shaking.

The roar echoed through the empty foyer. She flinched, genuine shock flashing in her eyes before the fury reasserted itself. With a final, venomous glare, she turned on her heel, the sharp click of her retreating heels a counterpoint to the pounding of my own heart. The door slammed shut behind her, the sound final.

She folded her hands. Her lips trembled. “God…” Nothing else came. She closed her eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek. “God, I don't even know what to say.” Her voice cracked. “I thought I knew what my life would look like.” She swallowed. “I thought I married the man I would grow old with.” Her breathing became uneven. “I thought Daniel loved me.” She wiped her tears. “Maybe he still does.” She paused. “But why does loving each other hurt so much?” Her voice broke completely. “Why are we fighting when we should be holding each other?” Ann lowered her head. “I don't understand.”

A smile I couldn't resist. I sighed softly as I turned over. I turned my head to the side and let her pull my T-shirt off completely. She climbed back on my body, sitting just below my ass. I felt her fingers trace the two angel wings across my back. They were filled in black and had been done sharply. "They are beautiful," she breathed out softly. Her touch was slow and I really loved the feeling. "What does this say?" she asked as she ran her fingers across my lower back. The words there were written in Latin, and they were just under the wings.

Prince Alexander Fay's POV My father tore the back of my sisters dress apart, allowing her wings to freely unfold themselves. I watched in horror as the skin on her back broke. Thank heavens she was already passed out on the ground. I can't imagine the pain. Very slowly, her greenish blue veins and nerves were showing on her back. They were spread out like branches but connected near the broken skin of hers, where the tips of her wings emerged . They were crystal like but they were tainted with blood so it wasn't a pretty sight.