When We Had Wings Novels & Stories

she hugged me tightly for a quick moment and said, "I have one last gift to give you before I leave." She reached for my hand and I gave it to her. My vision danced with a billion colors, like glitter and it felt as though a big gust of wind had swept her and I up and held us in the air. I felt the skin on my back tighten and stretch but it didn't hurt. "What's happening?" She smiled at me and said, "Just accept it." I felt an odd sensation, like dry skin cracking as it stretched and separated and then two white wings erupted from my back. They were identical to the two soft wings that had once adorned Wendy's back.

"A single wing. I remember thinking it was strange because it wasn't the Vale family crest. Wraithmoor has always used two." The wind moved through the trees. For a few seconds, that was the only sound. Then, somewhere far away, faint enough that I almost convinced myself I'd imagined it, I heard the helicopter again. Not returning. Just distant. Fading. Carrying Mara farther away from us with every second we stood there talking about embroidery instead of moving. "One wing," Sienna repeated. Something shifted behind her eyes. I could almost see the pieces connecting. "A single wing." Her voice had gone quiet. Focused. The grief was still there, but it was changing shape. Hardening into some

"Raymond, you can't just show your wings like that. People will see," Ravi panicked as he hurriedly pulled Raymond inside the house after finding Raymond with torn clothes when his wings forcibly burst out in the middle of their front yard. Ravi sighed heavily; he didn't see anyone around for a moment and felt a bit relieved. Raymond's large wings were folded behind him. Ravi gazed at Raymond with understanding and asked, "Why did you go outside and reveal your wings? We've talked about this, haven't we?"

He growls before commanding me to fly now unless I want to be condemned to the depths of Tartarus and made into a soulless creature. I tighten my arms against Luka as I flap my giant wings, rising us up above the soulless. The smog spreads quickly, trying to entangle us in it, but my wings send a powerful gust of wind as I take off into the air, sweeping the smog away from us.

It was there in the bathing pools where Michael taught me how to raise my wings off the floor, so they didn't drag. I learned how to open and close the wings and how to prepare for take-off. He gave me the basic knowledge of how to work my wings. All I had to do was apply it in real life. When he felt confident that I could keep my wings raised off the ground without tiring. Michael stood in front of me and placed his hands on my waist. We took off into the air. “Spread your wings, I’m going to let go.” I did as he instructed, he let go, and I dived down towards the ground. I struggled to use the new muscles in my back attached to my wings and forced the primary and secondary into the correc

Renata. I did it. I told him the truth. Not everything yet. I wanted to tell him little by little starting with the wings that I had developed. When the wings suddenly came out of my back, I was shocked and frightened. I would understand if I was half angel, half werewolf but the wings were gold and blazing like the sun.

There was only a long thud of air as the something suddenly unfolded into fairly large leathery wings. Vic shook his head in panic, turned several times, trying to see the innovation. The wings did not want to gather back - they stuck out straightened on the sides. He forced himself to calm down and freeze in place, too stupid to spin naked on the lakeshore. This is not a tail, a tail would probably interfere more. After a very short flight over the forest, the wings were no longer such a surprise. You just need to learn how to manage them. He moved his shoulder blades again and tried to feel them, imagining that it should feel like body parts - just like arms or legs. After several unsucces

Staring at the cracks on the totem, she sighed and suddenly smiled. Putting the totem in the box, she reburied it. A plane rumbled as it tore through the skies overhead, and Lisa left, starting her new life after putting behind the old memories they shared.

Tinkerbell: I’m so happy we stopped living in that tiny place. I’m even happier that we will never see that mean man again. I didn’t fully understand everything that happened. But I knew, based on what Zeus and I would overhear our humans say, the mean man tried to hurt my human and was punished by the human catchers. I felt terrible that I wasn’t with Xenia to protect her from that evil man, but Clay was, so it was okay. And now we all live together.

Yikes "You have wings too?" I ask Aylin and she nods before huge black wings appear behind her. Hers are membranous and resemble bat wings. Her wings seem to absorb what small light there is, and nothing shines off of them, like the blackness of them overpowers any kind of light. She flaps her wings once, before she jumps and lets them carry her upwards. She makes it look effortless.