Unfurled Wings Novels & Stories

I hope everything won't come to haunt me in my sleep too. I woke up feeling sun rays on my face and the cool breeze of the morning and bird's chirping. I always like my room because of these things, they made me feel relaxed and free. For a moment I forgot everything and just focused on the things around me. Sunrays, earthly smell, cool breeze, birds chirping these are my treasures and happy things. I want to freeze this moment forever and be in it. But some wishes are hard to be granted.

Aiden growled and slammed his fist against the stone wall. As the night spread its wings and engulfed the earth, she freshened up and dressed for dinner. She put on a classy black off-the-shoulder backless dress and wore her hair in a low bun. She stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing her appearance. A lot has happened recently, and she hasn't even had a chance to take a good look at herself. She could feel the wings poking the skin of her back. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes she mustered up all her strength to free the wings. She felt the skin tear itself, but the pain was much less intense than the previous time. The wings broke free and spread across the room. She tilted he

I can see the faint outline of what looks like wings spread behind her. Wings of fire that seem to take the shape of a heart… A piercing scream rips through the air as her power increases tenfold and surges into the sky, emanating in waves around her. I see the swirls of the flames behind her move before I see a tiny part of her left wing snap and shrivel into embers of ash. It’s too blinding to look at, and I’m forced to avert my gaze.

Even though they knew each other for a few months, she wanted to protect them with every ounce of her being. The Celestial text that decorated her skin hummed softly. Its glow illuminated softly at first, but the stronger her will and intention, the brighter the light became. Her jacket tore at her shoulders as wings sprouted forth. Heavenly white feathers fanned out behind her. The text spiraled outward from her body like a vortex. Her wings swayed as her feet left the ground.

Adrewine's body convulsed instead, a shudder so violent it seemed to tear the air itself. A low strangled, guttural cry wrenched from her throat as her spine arched backward. The ground beneath her feet cracked. The air rippled then split. Merenrys stumbled back, eyes wide, as the child’s small frame began to distort—stretching, twisting, reforming. Bones popped like snapping branches, her skin tore in delicate seams that wept smoke instead of blood. Her shoulders split open, and from the fissures unfurled wings that shimmered wetly, each membrane swirling with the iridescent sheen of oil on water. Smoke coiled from them, black and alive, tasting of sulfur and

Do it, I whispered. With pleasure, Vane said. I turned and ran. I crashed through the glass. The wind shattered the silence. The world turned upside down. I fell toward the churning black waves of the North Sea. Now, Julian commanded. Evolve. I didn't understand. But my body did. The skin on my back split. Pain—searing, white-hot pain. Something wet and membranous unfolded from my shoulder blades. Wings. Not feather wings. Wings of skin and bone, like a bat or a dragon.

Except one. The being in front of me. I stood up, as slow as I could, sampling this new body. I smiled. Bent over and gave the loudest scream. It reverberated everywhere, as trees were uprooted from their roots. Then, my wings started protruding from my back, slowly at first. Then, they unfurled completely. Wings of pure black, as I stood and faced the puny being before me. Die enim bona I could hear my voice and it was in a language not known to all.

“You can do this.” Rolling us off of the bed he lifts us off the ground, his wings supporting us both while giving my wings enough space to burst from my back in a spray of blood and gore. They are large, taking up much of the space between us and the floor. Wet from being newly formed, they are unable to flap yet, but the relief of their release eases my pain and gives me new confidence Maybe I can do this. My body was made to do this.

“This saves us three minutes—three minutes that mean the difference between freedom and a bullet. Brace yourself for the noise.” I lifted my clothing, and the tension in my wings eased. The strips of skin parted, and the bone ridges slowly, crackling open. In a heartbeat, the wings fully unfurled, catching the dense air of the pine forest. The movement made an enormous noise—the soldiers would know our exact position immediately. “Hold on tight,” I said, and the girl instantly clung to my back, keeping the core secure beneath her cloak. And then, under the last fading light of dusk, we rose.

Not yet. Rea's wings moved behind her. Slowly, gracefully they spread, like two arcs of white, shimmering silver at the tips. The soft light of the bath filtered through the feathers, as if she had brought a fragment of another world with her. As she fully unfolded them, the wings gently curved around them, folding inward like a tent, like a living shield. The outside world vanished. Only the two of them remained—and the silence of the water.