Novel & Cerita Unicorn With Wings Called

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."

As she rounded a few trees the sound of tree branches rustling made her look up. Her eyes went wide. There, hanging like a fly wrapped in a spider's webbing, was a mint green-skinned...something...entangled in a gnarly looking net at least twenty feet off the ground. Helia blinked, not believing what she was seeing. Her skin color was indeed strange but she also had large transparent wings sprouting from her back that looked like a cross between a dragonfly and a butterfly. Helia almost thought "fairy" but she wasn't tiny, she was human-sized.

However, Andrius clearly sensed that the apparition was nothing but an empty form, devoid of the true essence of the ancient Phoenix. Boom! Andrius punched out without hesitation, dispersing the apparition into nothing. Then, he stepped into the hall, where a pair of gigantic wings was enshrined. The wings were fiery, so beautiful that they were breathtaking. Andrius was immediately captivated and could not help but hold them in his hands. “The Phoenix Divine Plume. Not bad, not bad...” After playing with it for a while, Andrius prepared to refine it. It would surely enhance his strength.

The sky, once empty, was now filled with distorted shapes cutting through the clouds. Winged creatures — but none were ordinary birds. Some had leather wings, others silver feathers, but none looked natural. One looked like a grotesque cross between a raven and a panther. Another had the head of a wolf and a body covered in scales, its eyes glowing an unhealthy blue. All of them had someone riding on their backs. Warriors. Black armor, spears in hand. Heading their way. Aurora took a step back, but the sounds of hooves and paws behind her made her turn around.

Her lids had already begun to half close and Damascus could feel that their time together on this Earth was coming to an end. Before Damascus could react, a dark shadow emerged out of the trees and crossed the highway. Damascus had tried to slow down too quickly for the speed that he was going and the 321-horsepower beast beneath him began a deadly wobble. The death wobble so they called it. Damascus attempted to keep control but in the end the machine did what it wanted and flew. Ejecting its rider in the process.

- Wait until you will see your wings. Kaitlyn turned around and glared at him. - You are not helping me here. - The witch hissed while Demetria freed herself and spun around, checking what her uncle was talking about. She gasped at the sight of two massive dragon wings on her back. It seemed to be too much for her, and the girl dropped to her knees. Demetria tried to cover her face with her hands, but she glanced at the blue fire and stopped herself from doing it.

I grinned and excused myself to go and clean up. Once in my room, there was a gift sitting on my bed. I went over and opened it. It was a small framed portrait of what looked like a great black horse with wings, and it had a head like the cross of a seahorse and dragon, the mane and tail looked feathery, but I wouldn’t know until I was to see one. The animal was magnificent. The card read, 'One day I will take you for a ride on my tayren. That is what the flying animals are called on our worlds. Hope we can be friends.'

Commander Tycus was quick on his feet to follow his master. But before they were even able to surround the prince, his wings that rested on his back like a cape suddenly protruded, opening to its full glory which made them backed away. Its leathery flaps shined when struck by the sun though it was pitched black, like an ever-glorious beast its tendrils stretched out, even more, doubling its size from before. Everyone around was in awe, mouth gaped while staring at the magnificence of their leaders' legendary wings.

It didn’t exactly match the unicorns of legends. “No, Master! This is a variant of the Fire Unicorn!” the Violet Rain Bird clarified. Adrian’s expression grew cold. “It doesn’t matter what it is. We’re going to kill it.” He released his power, a violent wind sweeping through the area. The Fire Unicorn glared at Adrian as if warning him not to provoke it. “Oh? Are you threatening me, little one?” Adrian chuckled.

A pair of leathery wings flapped behind his back, narrowly missing his twisting, serpentine tail.