White Angels Have No Wings Novels & Stories

She muttered a few spell with which she burned the other woman's body to ashes, leaving no trace of her ever existence A dark evil laughter escaped which echoed the walls of the empty hallway as she retreated into the darkness * * Allanon walked in his usually smooth masculine grace into the great hall. He could hear the whispers from everyone he passed by. Their lips didn't move, the whispers he heard was from their emotions What they felt . Their feared him... Some hated him but didn't dare say that aloud. And they were wise to keep their mouths shut. The day promised to be bright , the birds sang as they soared in the sky Something he would never be able to do ..... He had been the only m

"You remember the night we all gathered in Myeongdong? At that time there was Lucivher, he helped me and Alice to tell where you and Karina were, what was really going on?" "He said that he wants to be part of us, demon and monster hunter. He must undergo a purification period for fifty years in the white galaxy. And what happened in Myeongdong was my first order, is he really going to do it," Dave approached Alice, touched the woman's shoulder, his left hand touched the Blue Prince's shoulder as well. A few seconds later, Alice and Prince have a pair of beautiful wings with different shapes, but equally stunning. Alice has a blue right wing, and orange left wing. While the Blue Prince has w

It lifted its head from deep blue fire, its wings edged in ash white and gold-red. No throne. No family crest. No name pressed over its own. It rose from the flames and flew forward. Living only for itself.

I should have run. She laughs, short and hard. “Oh, the look on your face! You all assume the same thing. No wings, but enough like the dragons to make us illusionists. The qualifications for becoming one of those monster’s soldiers, a hunter. That was the first word that popped into your head, wasn’t it?” She takes a step forward and my wings quiver with the urge to jump back. But hunters have ways to keep those with wings grounded. “Well, you’d be half right.” Her grin grows. “What do you mean?” I ask, my voice a pathetic squeak. “Half right?”

I shamelessly tell her. Her hands come up to my wrists and she gently pulls my hands away from her face and steps back from me, smiling sadly. “I’m sorry I scared you. I’m back now and I won’t let myself go to that place again,” she says with very little conviction. I not my head once and grab her hand, helping her out of the water. I hear her gasp and her hand is over her mouth. I look to where her gaze is pointing and notice we have gathered the attention of the other angels. Many were still in the process of landing gracefully on the ground before pulling their wings in. I asked Michael why they didn’t just leave their wings out once and he said they often get in the way and knock things

“You can't hide behind your sarcasm forever, little mortal. I know you're terrified- I hear your heart beating wildly, smell your fear on the air as cortisol races through your veins. It's all very endearing, like a kitten mewling for help in the clutches of a wolf.” “You're avoiding my question,” I said, voice wavering. His gaze was penetrating- there was nothing else to see beyond his haunting face. The rest of the night tunneled to blackness, losing its faint color in the cold light of his skin. “You know, angels were depicted with wings in religious art to symbolize their connection to the divine. Somewhere along the way, people mistook metaphor for fact, and the belief that angels

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

I drift my eyes to where I last saw Tee, Angel is there, she's talking to her friend who is dressed as Chucky. Angel is dressed as an Angel, I know, very cliche but at least it's a dark angel, it's black wings are not too spreaded and thank luck because she'd be hitting people with them. She wears a short white prom dress to compliment her wings, I hate to admit it but it's sexy and definitely not a try hard costume.

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

“Their membership was revoked and they were kicked out. I believe the white witch was enraged that day.” “Did you just say white witch?” Dylan checked. “Yes, that is how the owner is referred to.” “Are you talking about a real witch or something?” “To be honest, I don't know, but what I noticed was that she only wore white clothes and had white hair.” “Is she really that old?” “She appears to be very young; no one knows anything about her. She's a mystery, but she's also the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.” He couldn't believe such a thing existed, but whatever it was, it wouldn't hurt to see for himself.