Vampire Wings Novels & Stories

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.

I was a human sacrifice, yet an ancient blood pact bound me to Lucian Voss, the most feared vampire prince of the Night Realm. Any pain inflicted upon me would befall him tenfold. When consecrated silver cut my palm, the flesh burned from his hand. When a vampire lord forced poison down my throat, Lucian woke screaming, tore him apart, and burned his estate to the ground. After that, no vampire dared touch me. Until Lucian entered his once-a-century blood sleep. Duchess Seraphina, the pureblood vampire who had desired Lucian for five hundred years, broke into my chamber and pressed a red-hot silver brand against my chest. “A lowborn human sacrifice will never be worthy of our prince.” I wat

(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.

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?”

I heard the sounds of vampire warriors getting closer to me. Damn, vampires are notoriously agile. They can fly! Luckily it was daytime. Under the influence of the hot noon sun, vampires cannot fly at full speed. As I ran, the more I felt the itch on my back. It occurred to me, is it possible that the power of Dylan's spell was wearing off and my wings were coming back? I tried to let the wings on my back grow out. The first few attempts failed. Just as the vampire behind me was two meters away, my shoulder blades quickly extended outward, piercing my clothes and sprouting a huge pair of wings.

I wouldn't let that happen now. My whole body morphed into my vampire self. My eyes turned into a bright glowing red colour. My canines sharpened and my nails grew longer. I whipped my head towards Maya one last time to make sure she was safe before bolting down with the sole purpose to attack that damn creature. The wind rushed through me, my feet dug on the dirt as I was skillfully making my way through the thick trees. His pestering odour grew stronger and stronger meaning I was getting closer.

He turned me around so that I had to look over my shoulder to see my back. "What?" At first, I didn't see anything, but then my eyes adjusted, and I was seeing with my vampire vision. And there they were, the transparent outline of a new pair of wings! "How is this possible?" They weren't feathery like my original pair, but more webbed, like that of a dragons. And then they were gone. "Where did they go?"