When We Had Wings Novels & Stories

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.

Scarlet flew through the morning sky, wiping her tears, still shaken from the incident under the bridge, and trying to understand all that was happening to her. She was flying. She could hardly believe it. She did not know how, but wings had sprouted, and she had just taken off, lifted into the air as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She couldn’t understand why the light was hurting her eyes, why her skin was starting to itch beneath the sun. Luckily, it had become a cloudy day, and she had some relief; yet still, she did not feel like herself.

“So you all have them, too?” “Yes,” Cutter replied. “That’s how I knew you had them.” “Right.” She’d remembered him mentioning them once before, but she hadn’t realized literally all of the Keepers had them. “What are they from?” The three looked at each other for a second, as if they were silently debating who should tell her. “Wings,” Cutter finally responded. Ru turned to face him. “What’s that?” “They’re from where our wings would’ve been attached, if we were full-fledged angels instead of only half. We can’t have wings, so we have scars instead.” Cutter said it as if it should make perfect sense to anyone

He knows I have a secret stash, but I would never tell him where it is, I might have to change it really soon so he doesn’t steal it. I pranced downstairs, not taking notice of my wings banking the stairwell all the way down. I squeaked, covering my mouth with both my hands. Mom hates it when I don’t put my wings away when I’m in the house. It wasn’t my fault they had a mind of their own. They just flutter when I get real happy and then when I get all sad, they droop like those cute little killer whales’ fins they keep in captivity. Those poor whales.

Chapter 18 - The signs are there Mikhail I can hear the boys stirring in the other room as the day begins. It’s Saturday, but my thoughts are centered on the events of the night before. After talking to Alex last night, I went back to my room, feeling even more conflicted. My wings kept stirring restlessly, and my eyes wouldn’t stop glowing. It’s as if my body didn’t want to deny its claim to Nevaeh. I tried to relax, but my body wouldn’t let me. Even the thought of rejecting Nevaeh makes my mouth burn with acid. After a few restless hours, I realize that sleep is not an option. Seeing no other recourse, I unfurl my wings and let them flutter around me. Eventually, my wings grow tired, and t

What we saw there was beyond baffling. We halted and took time to admire the sight before us. Right above the trees was Summer. She was flapping her big white wings. Wait! Those are real wings! We gaped at her. This was incredible. How and when did she get wings?

And Berra screamed, “EXECUTE HER!” The crowd roared again. I closed my eyes. And something inside me snapped open. My heartbeat stopped for one second. Then it returned—louder, darker, heavier. The chains around my wrists started glowing blue. My muscles tightened. The ground cracked beneath me. Lyran felt it instantly. He whispered, “Adolfa… no… not that form…” But it was too late. A scream tore out of my throat. My wings burst from my back—huge black wings with blue glowing edges.

“But I’ve always wondered.” “When a Urekai is well and truly happy, they describe it as gaining wings and soaring the skies. I never understood those words until you came into my life.” He nuzzled into the hollow of her neck. “You gave me wings. Because of you, this old male takes his first flight toward everything he ever wished for. There were many great birds in my past… yet it was one small, special bird who helped me soar.” “Oh, Vladya…” she breathed, her heart aching with tenderness as she nestled back against him, closing her eyes.

Instead of going home as planned. The four of them ended up at Zicky's bar to celebrate. Aria was putting on flops at this point so she couldn't protest or whine about her feet which would have been understandable but she was too good to spoil the fun for everyone else. "I guess we are back right where its all started" Lizzy had squeal loudly causing everyone to chuckle at her statement. "You can say that again" Kelvin had agreed readily_throwing Frank a knowing glance.