When I Fly Towards You Novel Novels & Stories

~Isabella POV~ I press my forehead against the cool airplane window and watch Manhattan shrink beneath me, all those glittering towers becoming toy blocks in a child's playroom. The city that almost broke me is just geography now, lines on a map, coordinates that exist in my rearview mirror. My phone buzzes one last time before we reach altitude. A message from Tessa: "San Francisco better treat you right, or I'm flying out there to kick some West Coast ass."

Whatever he decides, he keeps it to himself. He steps back. He walks to Nara and they speak one more time, too quiet for me to catch, and she says something that makes him look down briefly at the floor. Then she touches his arm — just briefly, and she turns and walks toward me. "Ready," she says. I look at Kael one last time across the hall. He holds my gaze. I nod. And I turn and walk out. --- The flight back is quieter than the flight out. Going out, the city had fallen away beneath me and I had felt the purposefulness of forward motion — of having a direction, a destination, a thing to do. The purposefulness of action is its own comfort. I have always known that about myself.

It's remarkable and something she should see. "Thank you, Asher," she smiles at me. "Not just for this, but for not giving up when I was stubborn with learning to fly. Also, for hurting yourself over and over to keep me safe from you and what was happening." "I would have killed myself before hurting you, Zyra. I promise." I keep her in my eyes, and we watch the sun begin to set; it's breathtaking from this height. Truly amazing. The End. Thank you all for reading this story of mine. I am grateful for your support. The book is now getting sent to an editor/proofreader so that paperback and hardback copies can be created. Once again, your support is invaluable.

It's the feeling of having that time of the month but ten times more painful. "I'm okay," I inhaled them and released them slowly. "Come on, let's meet with Zayn." I used magic and leaped high above the city of Velasco. The back of my wings spread gracefully as I glide to the rendezvous. The sound of crushing buildings tumbling down behind me, I continue to fly through the sky.

My fate might be sealed for now, but the future was unwritten. ^^^ The flight to Paris had been a whirlwind of new experiences. It was my first time on a plane, and every moment felt surreal, from the takeoff that left my stomach fluttering, to the clouds that stretched endlessly beneath us, like a vast sea of white. But while I nervously clutched the armrest, trying to mask my excitement and fear, Russo sat beside me with the calm demeanor of someone who had done this a thousand times. His hands were crossed over his chest, eyes closed as if he were already miles away in his thoughts.

But anyway, there are other kingdoms I can go to; I just need to get out of here. I open the wooden doors with colored glass leading to the balcony and gaze at the horizon. I take a deep breath and leap over it, spreading my wings and flying away. I beat them hard, distancing myself from everything. Down below, I see some vampires staring at me, but I’m high up—the only thing they see are my wings in the sky. It doesn’t take long for me to approach the somber forest; I fly over it, spotting the trees, trying not to think about the things my mind insists on telling me. That I’m condemning myself to death by fleeing like this, but staying or leaving would be the same thing.

It might have been night or day but I woke, the pain in my eyes unbearable and I couldn’t see. Everything is covered in darkness and pain. “What did you do?” “I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” I can feel the hot oil drizzling down the sides of my face as I began to fly, leaving her there. I can feel the wind blowing on my face as I soared but there is something wrong – the scene shifted and I found myself looking at her. She was lying down on my lap, gazing up at the sky, eyes wide and blank while she whispered, “I will find you. I will come to you.”

_________ Serafino" I closed my eyes when Jamaica's thin dust flew by air. The book of spells burned together with her because she's holding it tightly. But I don't care anymore. I already get what I want with a bonus. Although I lost her...I whispered again in the air how sorry I am. I stand up and prepare myself for long wandering through time. Now let us change the world in my favor… **** It's hot, the sky was blue and my shadow was so dark. I ended up in the place where I think I need to fix first.

Ilyria felt as though she had been waiting for this moment all her life. Her eyes locked onto his and she stepped forward. The Lightning Bird folded her toward him, his arms strong and steady. She felt the heat of his body and his fragrant breath on her face, “Don’t be afraid, Ilyria,” he whispered to her as her body become light and they left the ground. Her eyes never left his. She heard the powerful whoosh of his wings as they rose high up into the night air until they were enshrouded in the chill damp of the clouds. Only then did she look down below her to where Idixat was only a place of scattered lights in the vast indigo velvet of the desert. She felt unafraid, even when he wrapped hi

We got to the airport and I got down from the taxi as I made my way into the airport, my flight would be leaving in ten minutes so I hurried and checked in, I got into the plane and located my seat and sat down, looking out throughout the window cause the plane will take off in few minutes Jade I hope you don't hate me too much, cause secretly somewhere in my heart at some point I fell for you, I hope my the next time I visit I'll see all of you again, and the truth you're seeking for about the Alpha Prince of Black wolves Pack I hope you don't hate him,