Windsinger Flight Rising Novels & Stories

Outstanding grades, a degree from a top-tier institution, and an offer from the domestic industry giant Rise Group were her most impressive credentials. She was no longer the Morgan who needed to depend on anyone, nor the woman who begged for scraps of love. She cut her long hair short. The timidity and confusion faded from her eyes, replaced by calm detachment and an unyielding strength that demanded distance. The shadows of the past had not vanished entirely, but she had learned to coexist with them, building firm inner walls to protect herself.

I didn’t sleep a wink all night. The next morning, Chloe burst into the room, beaming with excitement. “Let’s go to that North Star restaurant today! I got so incredibly lucky—I finally managed to book a table!” Valen smiled warmly. “Sure.” I lowered my head silently. We had explicitly agreed to tour the Golden Circle today, and I had already booked the entire itinerary. Yet, everything had to make way for Chloe. No one even bothered to ask for my opinion.

She turned toward the west and screamed in agony, "Lysander!" Like a violent storm, holy light erupted from her body like a flood out of control. She screamed in anguish as well, holding her burning white holy sword and soaring into the sky. In an instant, she reached the dark aura in the west and launched a frenzied bombardment. As darkness clashed with sacred light, the air itself seemed to seethe and vaporize, a baptism of chaos. A tidal wave of force swept across heaven and earth, leaving nothing but ruin in its wake.

The silence that followed after was deafning. "I, Elysia Lively reject Nikona Voroz, the Alph— My words got caught in my throat at the feeling of strong grip around my throat.Nikona glares at me with so much hatred that I shivered visibly.The pressure on my windpipe made it impossible to breathe.My vision blurred with tears. "You will now see the consequences of defying your Alpha!"

Ravi slammed the door behind him and was startled to find Adrian floating by the window, his wings flapping, hands folded across his chest, wearing a smug expression. He knew all too well that this creature was the one responsible for the chaos Ravi had just experienced. Ravi quickly moved to the window, fists clenched in anger, a sharp gaze directed at him with disapproval. He opened the window with a loud creak. "You're the problem here."

That was more than enough for me. I can still endure it all, so I will keep going no matter what. _ _ _ Must have been the wind Copyright © nostxlgicxx

Next thing I know I’m back on the street. Only it’s not Chinatown, maybe not even New York. The wedge of twilight sky I can see from the narrow alley isn’t cut by telephone wires but strings of ragged prayer flags. They flutter in the wind with a sound like pigeon wings. As I pass under them, the windows of the surrounding buildings pulse with the light of candles and I smell the iron tang of blood.