When I Fly Towards You Novel Novels & Stories

The stranger, sensing the tension, whispered awkwardly, “I was going to join you guys because this is my first time flying, but… I didn’t know what to do.” Trisha laughed softly, easing the tension. “Truthfully, it’s our first time too.” I smiled faintly, motioning for him to join us. “You can come with us. We’re all on the same flight, anyway. Let’s head there now.” We walked toward the boarding gates in silence. My chest felt heavy, weighed down by the impossibility of leaving everything behind. With every step, my thoughts kept drifting back to Drake, to the arguments, the heartbreak, and the love that could never be fulfilled.

He went back to his tablet like I didn’t exist. That suited me fine. We climbed. The city fell away under the wing. I pressed my forehead lightly against the cool plastic of the window and tried not to think about the last time I had flown out of New York with Damian. He had held my hand during takeoff because I hated the feeling of leaving the ground. This time no one held my hand. The stitches pulled every time the plane banked. Somewhere over Pennsylvania the stranger received a call. He answered on the first ring, voice dropping even lower.

Some read it online and some buy the Novel. "I have written it," I said and both of their heads snapped towards me in shook. "I won't stop flapping my wings, not until all my feathers are gone," I said. This line was written in my book 'wind'. "Really?" He asked and rushed towards me as he grabbed my shoulders. Joy was dropping from his eyes. "He is a book freak like you but unfortunately he is not good with words, neither does he have that mentality," Tiago said and Noe passed him a side glare.

(Anj’s POV) I was ready to fly. My beautiful, white, fluffy wings spread widely, and I was beaming with a bright light, only to realize I was on fire. A few more seconds, the hands I was clutching on the strap of my seatbelt would be brushing Sky’s hair, or maybe my fingers would be at the back of his neck, pushing him toward me.

Jessi came, and hugged her, leaning Sofia toward her side. "Why is this happening to me, Jessi?" She sobbed. "What did I do wrong? Whom did I offend?" She sniffed, shivering slightly. "I never asked for any of this. But here we are. And I've felt the spark with two men. Not one in Japan, and another in like Australia. Ryan, and James? Come on!" She sighed exasperatedly. "I mean what is this? A romance novel?" She wiped her cheeks with her sleeves.

CHAPTER 39 : R18-His Love For Me *Disclaimer: I’m sorry if it’s not too explicit. This book isn’t a smut book.* Eris ~ Kaya's hands went on my thighs, gripping them tightly as the world suddenly lurched, and the ground fell out from underneath our feet. “Kaya!” I felt a scream rip through my throat. My head was spinning so fast it felt like my body was trying to break free of gravity. I could feel Kaya's nails digging into my skin and could hear his slow breath.

His hands rested on both sides of my waist as he pressed me against the balcony. "You can't fly." A smile formed on the side of his lips. "Of course I can't, silly. But you can." I rested my hand on his chest, leaning into him and whispering, "Fly me up to the sky." "You're still recovering." "I'm fine. And I'll be going back soon, so I want to fly one more time," I said gingerly. "Don't pretend to care about my safety now." "I never pretended not to care, Red."

She smiled through her blurry eyes when I kissed her forehead. I walked towards the balcony and stretched my wings, ready to fly. "Do you even know how to fly?" Max was right behind me. "I'll learn," I replied. I've seen birds do it, it can't be that hard. I flapped my wings and the air around me started moving. I continued flapping and slowly, I began rising higher and higher. I looked at Max once I was a couple of feet off the floor, "take care of Nat and don't worry about the war. I will take care of everything."

If I’m gоіng to gо, it has tо be nоw. “Tаkе саrе, Cаrrіе,” hе says, аnd аѕ I wаlk toward thе hоtеl and I mаkе sure I dоn’t lооk bасk. I don't dare to look back and see his face at the moment. [Next POV will be 'Blake' in Chapter 25] ******** Author Says: Join Your Fellow Readers Here & Gossip:👉 bit.ly/avi22nash

~ Avelyn ~ The flight was quiet. Too quiet. Kyle didn’t sit beside me. He kept his distance like proximity might weaken his resolve. His men handled everything — documents, transfers, vehicles waiting at landing. No names were spoken. No real location was shared. Just movement. City after city dissolved beneath clouds until even I lost track of direction. By the time we reached the coastline, the air felt different. Saltier. Wider. Like the world had stretched open and swallowed noise whole.