Vampire Wings Novels & Stories

My eyes widened and my mind was curious when he said that. I nod my head, letting him explain the whole information. "Vampires were behind his accident. Someone pushed him from the back and intentionally threw him down the cliff where they had harvested the wolfsbane from the beginning. Everything was planned, my lady." He responded. How dare scheme inside my own territory? How dare they hurt my Dad? Enough of their disgusting schemes. I don't want to wait for one more day. They will know who I am and whom they have offended.

But if an explosion reduced the vampire lord to scattered pieces, surely there had to be a point where regeneration simply failed. At least, that was what Damon wanted to believe. As the final echoes of the screech faded into the distance, a dark figure slowly rose above the fortress. At first, it looked like a man draped in an enormous black cloak. Then the shape expanded. The darkness spread outward. Only then did everyone realize they were not looking at a cloak at all. They were massive wings. Far larger than anything possessed by an ordinary vampire. They stretched across the sky and swallowed the moonlight, casting a vast shadow over the battlefield below.

Zachary glanced at me. Instead of getting mad, he scrutinized me apathetically. Wynnie, who was beside him, suddenly said, "Mr. Lowe, Yas has shown talent as a pilot since she was young. She got her license when she was 18. At 22, she has already outperformed many experienced pilots. She's made it this far through her own efforts." Wynnie's voice was as gentle as her smile in the photo from 20 years ago.

Nia took out her wings, wings like a butterfly yet transparent and glittering. "Violet try to take out your wings too and stand beside Nia," I ordered Violet. "Yes sir." Violet was immediately beside Nia and then took out her wings. In stark contrast to the wings of the two of them, Violet had black-purple wings surrounded by an aura of black mist. "It's already there continue cooking like that," "Disturb it!" Nia removes her wings again, looks back like Elf. ____

(if you ask me, they looked like the eyes of a fly) The creature had long wings that resembled bat wings, but it had big claws in each fold of the wings. The creature extended its wings, hitting Brandon and causing him to fall on his back. Ricky tried to overpower the witch, but he was quicker. He turned, covering himself with his wings, and quickly struck Rickymeith with his claws, making Ricky grunt as he felt the sharp nails scratch him across his back.

Wings started growing from his back, but they looked too heavy and damaged for him to actually fly with them. The worst part was his eyes. They turned completely red, glowing like fire in the darkness. When he opened his mouth, I could see rows of sharp teeth that definitely didn’t belong to a human. This thing wasn’t like any Bloodborn I had ever seen before. It looked like some kind of demon, but it was also part animal. Its shape was weird and irregular, like someone had tried to create a monster but had done it wrong. The drunk woman was still screaming, but now she was screaming because she was terrified. She tried to run away, but she was too drunk to move fast. She stumbled and fell d

But when she opened her eyes, it was all dark and she wondered if she was in hell but if she was, she would have seen and felt hot flames. Amber suddenly realized that she was still holding Jade’s hand but now closer to herself and she could feel his knee beside her unlike when he was still lying down. She raised her head up immediately and that was when she saw him looking down on her with a serious expression on his face. Amber was glad and relieved that he was alive but there was something else. His eyes had turned red and when she regained her senses that she was still alive, that was when she saw black wings that wrapped around her which came from his back. She became scared and aware o

Something swooped down and landed mere feet from Runa's head and slowly stepped into view. The woman was a sight to behold. Dressed in a gold flowing gown that seemed to move without wind to blow it. Her feet were bare and small, dainty. She had blonde hair that billowed around her hips resting just above her knees. Her eyes were bright red, as all vampires only with a touch of silver streaking through them. Only what caught Runa's breath was the magnificence folded against her back. Twin pair of speckled midnight wings, a vision of a moonless night, neatly rested on her shoulder blades.

He looks at me expectantly and I wait for him to pick me up. When he doesn’t make a move I raise a brow, “aren’t you going to take me with you?” I feel panic rolling through me at the idea of him going alone and leaving me here, but he just smirks at me. “You’re a vampire now, my love. You have wings of your own.” Oh. I didn’t even think of that. “I don’t know how…” “Just concentrate. You’ll feel them.” Concentrate on what exactly? But then I feel it. There’s a strange sensation going through my back, up to my shoulder blades, and then pain as my skin rips and huge wings break free, dotting the snow with flecks of my blood.

It felt intimate to touch them. “As I said when we spoke before,” his smile was rueful. “I have some unusual traits for a vampire. I have never found another with wings.” “No,” she watched as he folded them against his back. He grimaced as they retracted, and she walked around, hypnotized by the process as they seemed to withdraw into him, leaving behind a shredded shirt, and a tattoo of wings over his shoulder blades. “The question is, are you an unusual vampire, or were you something unusual that was made into a vampire?”