Under His Wings Book Novels & Stories

And the whole way back down the hall, I can’t shake the feeling that I just walked into something way bigger — and way more dangerous — than I signed up for. The car’s waiting for me when I shuffle back downstairs — same driver, same dark glasses, same energy that says, don’t ask questions you don’t want answered. He doesn’t say a word as I climb in. The door clicks shut with a heavy thud, and just like that, we’re gliding back through the gates, leaving that monster of a mansion behind like it’s some kind of weird dream I accidentally stepped into. I spend the whole ride back staring out the window, chewing my thumbnail until it’s basically gone.

"Oh, so you just can't make it without the Swains? You've got two hands and two feet. What's stopping you from getting a job and taking care of yourself instead of showing up here to whine? "This whole act is just your way of sneaking back into Mom and Dad's good books through me. Don't pretend you actually feel bad. You don't." Jillian's face turned ghostly white. She clearly wasn't ready for me to call her out like that. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out. I shoved past the three of them, rushed out of the airport, and hopped into a cab headed for the university.

“Still protecting the ones the world turns its back on.” He shrugs. “Old habits.” A breeze pushes the curtain beside her. She gently cradles his bruised hand in hers. Like she used to when he was a boy full of scraped knuckles and too much anger. She whispers, “You’re a good man, Jax. Even if the world makes you forget sometimes.” He doesn’t reply. Just nods. And for a moment, the hardness in his eyes fades. . . .

I dropped lower and found myself over the ruins, my heart stopping cold in my chest as I caught sight of Amara falling over the cliffside. Erebos swiftly dove towards her, managing to catch her on our back mere yards from the river below. A few stone pieces struck our body and one of our wings, but we brushed it off, more concerned about the trembling woman on us. We had turned to look at her after hearing my name, smiling inside as we took her in.

A soldier suddenly sprouted two wings on his body, he was flying in the sky, so he dodged. The test ended, only a few people remained. Bella Risa looked at the young man who was probably in his twenties, his handsome face retracting his wings. With a little praise, she couldn't help but blurt out: "He's both handsome and very good." Raph Conrad glanced at the woman, eyes glazed over at the other man. For some reason, there was some discomfort in his heart, and his tone was more harsh: "A group of ten people, but only a few people passed. Everyone, what kind of practice is this?”

As if the smirk on his face and this mischievous glint in his eyes were not enough for him to tease me, his hand on my waist slid down on my ass cheek. He grabbed a lock of hair that was blocking my eyes, and pushed it behind my ear. I gulped hard and nodded my head. The mischievous glint in his eyes suddenly faded away. And an excited glint appeared in his eyes. "Alright then. Hold on to me tightly." He whispered softly while staring into my eyes. I nodded my head as I wrapped both of my arms around his neck. He pushed his wings out and I gasped. His wings were always so mesmerising. They were so green as if the comforters for greens were wrapped around them. They were so gigantic, I could

Confusion riddled my features, "My wings aren't white or fully gold to rule." "You were born to rule," Zora squared her shoulders and lifted her chin in the air, "that's why you were willing to give up everything for your people. Keep your wings hidden. No one's seen what they look like. When the time comes for you to take your place, all they will see is a set of white wings that emerged from your mating bond." "You can't be honestly suggesting what I think you are," I stared at her flabbergasted. "I am," holding her hands out—palms facing up, a blinding white light flashed into existence before vanishing just as quickly. In its place, lying on her palms, sat the second half of the book. Zo

I had his arm pinned to his back while my wings beat at the air in big swings causing feathers and dust to cascade around us. He may be fast, but I was stronger, with wings. I pushed off of him, jumping as my wings beat downwards propelling me upward, and I perched on the railing that ran along the edge of the first floor platform. There I waited while he straightened his cloths. I hurt the wolfs pride, but what must be done is now done.

Chapter 1- Everything is changing Nevaeh His beautiful muscular body is straining. However, my eyes are focused on the magnificent wings standing proudly behind his back. “They're beautiful. Can I touch them?” I whisper softly. Even though I can't see his face, I know that he is beautiful. He smiles, running his hand caressingly over my arm and whispers sensuously. “Nevaeh, you are my Sodales semper, my love, always.” He says in a deep, gravelly voice. I move forward, my hand extended. I want to touch him so badly that my body is shaking with excitement. As he moves closer, I can feel his breath on my face. His wings move as if seeking my hand. My hand strokes the feathers. They are soft and

“What’s funny?” They both shrugged at me. I rolled my eyes. “Will you please, alphas, move your asses and help them work?” Ryden and Lucius followed Hawk. “Are you okay?” Drake asked. “I need a moment, please?” “Of course.” When I couldn’t hear his footsteps anymore. I stared at the wings and closed my eyes. I prayed for my father. I knew he didn’t own the wings. His had the whitest I’d ever seen. “Father, if you can hear me. Guide me and tell me what to do with this.”