These Wings Could Fly Novels & Stories

Yikes "You have wings too?" I ask Aylin, and she nods before huge black wings appear behind her. Hers are membranous and resemble bat wings. They seem to absorb what little light there is, and nothing shines off of them like their darkness overpowers any kind of light. She flaps her wings once before she jumps and lets them carry her upwards. She makes it look effortless.

When Sirus opened it, only to reveal a large pair of wings. The wingspan was about three meters, fierce and colorful. Sirus took down the wings, a hint of pride in his eyes. “These wings were made from the feathers of the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix. Once refined and merged, you can use it by channeling your immortal essence. It can fly several hundred miles with a single flap and is an exceptional treasure for flight. Now...”

Jace carried her, and they flew with wings on Jace's huge back. Rain barely dared to open her eyes when the wind hit her body. She couldn't see Jace's face when she flew. She could only see the muscles and veins along the man's shoulders and neck. Rain could also see a pair of black wings spread wide across Jace's back, and runes adorned the entire surface of his skin.

His facial hair was beautifully tidied with a little bit of curly but thick jet-black hair. He looked like the doctor but taller, only with more bulky arms and a chiseled chest. What most surprised me was, he has tiny curved blue horns on the sides of his head and a pair of strong and wide big black wings that I was sure he could fly while having me in his arms. "You're right, my queen. My strong black wings could carry us both in the air. I have to be able to move the souls and life juice, thus the wings are magically strong."

The wind howled, coming up the cliff until finally, my wings caught the wind as I gently stepped off the rock. My body flew downwards, my wings catching the wind again as I flapped them ferociously, worried that the massive wings wouldn’t hold me, but I was completely wrong. It was like breathing. It was the instinct of the animal inside me that took over. We were three feet above the ground when Creed’s shadow flew over us.

he whispered into my hair and I knew if I craned my neck I'd find a giddy smile matching my own on his face. "You took me for a ride on your back when you shifted. I think it's only fair I take you for a flight around the area. I need to test out these bad boys," I flexed my new set of wings finding them easy to control—I hoped that meant they were this easy to control up in the skies. Flying was a lot like walking. It took time to learn but eventually, every fae mastered it. "You want to do what with me? How would that even work and what if you drop me?"

“Flying.” She rolled back her shoulder blades, trying to feel if her wings were working. She felt so rejuvenated, so restored from that drink, from the white blood—but she still wasn’t sure she was able to fly. And she didn’t feel ready to leap off a mountain in the hope that her wings would take. “I don’t think I’m ready yet,” she said. He looked at her, and understood. “Fly with me,” he said, then added, with a smile, “just like the old days.”

He was staring deep into my eyes, pinning me in place with just his gaze. "E-Eros? W-what are you—what are you doing here? How…?" I tried to ask, stammering in pure shock, but I was cut off instantly. Right before my eyes, his wings unfolded and opened wide in an instant, stretching out vast and powerful, blocking out the light of the moon. They were so beautiful, dark as midnight, shimmering with a strange luster. But wait… Oh my God! H-how did he… how come he has those things? Wings? That’s impossible! Humans don’t have wings!

He growls before commanding me to fly now unless I want to be condemned to the depths of Tartarus and made into a soulless creature. I tighten my arms against Luka as I flap my giant wings, rising us up above the soulless. The smog spreads quickly, trying to entangle us in it, but my wings send a powerful gust of wind as I take off into the air, sweeping the smog away from us.

and way, way, way bigger. “Come with me, you will love it.” “Come with you where? Nah, pretty huge wings but I'll pass.” I began to wonder how he could fly with this wing. I had never seen him fly but had heard some say they have. “It's safe and you will love it.” “I'm so not in the mood.” “That is the point!” I threw my hands in the air. “Fine, can you even fly with that big wing?” About three people had stopped as they saw his wings from outside.