When We Had Wings Novels & Stories

For some reason I felt completely comfortable with June even though I had spent more time with Jenny. “Alright well maybe I can put your mind to ease. There are a few people in this world that realized a long time ago that the justice system could not help everyone. Too often the people that need help the most are the ones left to their own wits. Jenny and I grew up watching our mother getting hurt a lot. No one helped her, and eventually he killed her. We knew then that we would find a way to help others in her situation, so Clipped Wings was born.” June patiently explained to me.

Some were larger than others, but they all obeyed Greco, and he wasn't just smiling; he was gloating as he raised his hands high and a horrible sound rang out in the sky. “Shit,” whispered Izan. I knew I had to use my wings ahead of time, so I took a deep breath, spread them wide, and before Greco could do anything or the basilisks could attack, I sent out a wave of divine power and took Izan's hand. “We have to jump, trust me,” I said fearfully. Izan nodded, hugged me, and we threw ourselves out of the window at the top of the sanctuary. My wings spread, and with intense pain, I carried my mate, and we flew away until we reached the clearing. Several warriors watched us in awe. However, we

The lights spread in the clouds above us, coloring the dull brown sand in a spray of rainbows. He nudges my arm. We have to get going. “I know.” But I can’t help but look back for any shape or shadow of Caelum, of the city of shining dragons’ wings and shimmering illusions, the rock that holds this world together, the place where I grew up. Home. Without it, the helpless ground dwellers would have no water in the unforgiving desert, they wouldn’t have food distributed so no one goes hungry, they would still be a savage race that enslaves and fights one another. The people I now have to live amongst, so different from the peaceful dragons of my home. “I know.” I spread my wings and spring for

A soldier suddenly sprouted two wings on his body, he was flying in the sky, so he dodged. The test ended, only a few people remained. Bella Risa looked at the young man who was probably in his twenties, his handsome face retracting his wings. With a little praise, she couldn't help but blurt out: "He's both handsome and very good." Raph Conrad glanced at the woman, eyes glazed over at the other man. For some reason, there was some discomfort in his heart, and his tone was more harsh: "A group of ten people, but only a few people passed. Everyone, what kind of practice is this?”

“This is a club, you pussies! Just because the boss beat someone’s ass doesn’t mean the bar stopped serving drinks! Leave his mate be and get back to the fucking party! It’s Very Immortal Party night!” “What does she mean, getting rid of their wings?” I asked as we walked through the door to the hallway. “Judging by their appearance, neither of them are fully set into their immortality, which means they won’t be able to use their wings for a very long time, if ever again,” he told me in a cold voice that left me wondering if I knew him at all. Angelica…

He eventually cleaned up his business ventures and became the richest man in the city. I went to Dad's gravesite to pay my respects once Chase was convicted. I discovered that a fresh sapling had started to grow on his burial plot. I found a butterfly settling on my head, prompting me to wonder if it was a manifestation of Dad. I looked at the butterfly and realized that Dad might have been the one to secure this second chance at life for me. I laid the sunflowers at the site and bowed deeply in respect to Dad. I walked onto the school grounds with Mom on that joyful day, entering the bright future that was finally mine.

“You can do this.” Rolling us off of the bed he lifts us off the ground, his wings supporting us both while giving my wings enough space to burst from my back in a spray of blood and gore. They are large, taking up much of the space between us and the floor. Wet from being newly formed, they are unable to flap yet, but the relief of their release eases my pain and gives me new confidence Maybe I can do this. My body was made to do this.

Ava turned, her flame-wings fading. “Then let’s build it.”

My heart stuttered with a new kind of satisfaction. Then Axel pushed further. “Wings, remember the wings. Let them breathe with your shoulders. They are as balanced as blades.” I felt the skin at my back tighten. The familiar ache precluded their unfurling, but under it there was no avalanche of fury now only raw power that I could cradle. I stretched my wings a hair’s breadth. The tips sliced through the morning air with a whisper and the faintest sparkle along the edges where metal met feather. Ariella’s breath hitched, and I realized how many things I’d never let myself see as beautiful.

I had two beautiful babies. A gasp pulled from my lips, my arms shifting up from my sides and just as then, the wings slipped away a bit. They were so large and long that I felt them down to my feet and beyond. They even overlapped on each other. It was stunning to see, so thick, so warm, sure nothing would get through them to harm us. It was such magic I did not even want to dive deep in thought on it.