Under His Wings Book Novels & Stories

' His velvet chuckle flutters down our bond before his glittering darkness consumes us and we fall away from the world. We land in his living room and I light the hearths as I drag my aching body away from him. I want so badly to plop onto the couch but I'm covered in dirt mud and blood and I also haven't figured out how to make the wings vanish. 'How about a warm bath.' I nearly purr at the idea and he is gone before I can even beg him. I would grovel at his feet for any sort of relief from this aching pain. He's back at my side in no time and guiding me up the stairs into our room. The attached bathing room is large and I internally thank Silas for the large tub because I have two wings to

He seemed to have known what I was going to do. "I am confiscating all your books that have anything to do with the Moon Goddess and me!" I pushed him away as he had gotten too close to me. I scampered into his chamber and right there on the table, I saw the big book. Luckily, it was opened to the page of growing wings and soaring high. I was first attracted by the drawings on the page. A lady stood beside a cliff in the first drawing and jumped into the cliff in the second drawing. In the third drawing, she had grown wings while flying back up.

Then slowly—very slowly—they began to fold inward. Within seconds they disappeared entirely. The girl sagged with relief. Her eyes flicked back to me. “You… saw those.” “Yes.” “And you’re not—” “Panicking?” Bjorn offered helpfully. She nodded. I shook my head. “Angel wings aren’t unusual.” She blinked. “But… mine are.” That much was obvious. Still, that wasn’t something I needed to say yet. Instead I gave her something useful. “If you’re trying to understand them,” I said, “you should check the library.”

Sienna adjusted the collar of her blouse as she stood in front of the small group of women seated in folding chairs. A banner hung behind her, the freshly printed letters reading: Lucia Foundation – Hope Beyond the Shadows. Natalia stood off to the side, clipboard in hand, giving her an encouraging nod. “You’ve got this,” Natalia whispered. Sienna smiled, then took a breath and stepped forward. “Thank you all for coming today. I know how hard it can be to walk into a room like this. I’ve been where you are. Caught in a world that told me silence was survival.”

Mr white questioned curiously as he looked at Angel, he had never had any reason to have a conversation with her and he wondered why she was in his office refusing to have a sit. But as he waited for angels response, he was surprised at what he saw, Angel had immediately unbuttoned her blazer jacket revealing the sexy lingerie she was wearing inside. "I think you know what i want now." Angel replied as she looked st Mr white seductively leaving him speechless as he could not not his eyes from rampaging through angels body as they feasted on the sumptuous meal the meal they beheld. Mr white gulped hard at the sight of angels figure and angel knew her charm were already at work, she he would n

For the record, she killed 40+ people already, thereby making a name for herself and ruling the underworld which belonged to him in the first place. He badly wants to meet the stealer of his spotlight. He finished smoking the weed and disposed the stub before stepping into the jungle, the smell of oak oozing from him. The moonlight shone brightly on his dark tats, beautifying his bulgy muscles. He opened the creaky door and went in, meeting total darkness, but something feels weird immediately... The ground beneath him. He looked down to see he's standing on a cracked spot, and before he could move, the spot crumbled down, and he fell from the room to another room, the concretes falling on h

Talk about some serious daddy issues. I knocked on the door and then slowly pushed it open, already knowing in my bones that the angel in question was wide awake. Shamshiel was quite the sexy vision as he sat on his bed. His wings out, propping him up in a sitting position, long legs crossed under the covers and book in hand. His chest was bare and the lamp light flickered, sensually highlighting the angles and dips of his sculpted form. Unconsciously I licked my lips at the sight before me, and his burning blue eyes met mine. His smile was soft and kind, he gestured for me to come sit beside him. My legs felt like they weighed a thousand pounds and I knew I would be getting some answers abo

Amber POV. "Thanks, thanks," I repeat leaving the doctor's office and going toward my room, I placed the baby angel on the bed, making sure to set the wings underneath her not to hurt her. I took one of the books that I have brought as well, it's titled "Little angels," it's meant to talk about the angels who are classified as littles.

With every step, the curse seemed to whisper in the wind, a reminder that danger lurked just beneath the surface, waiting to strike. Yet beneath the howling pines, I felt something I hadn’t in a long time—hope. And with Silas by my side, maybe we could finally rewrite the story written in blood.