Winged Humans Novels & Stories

Zachary glanced at me. Instead of getting mad, he scrutinized me apathetically. Wynnie, who was beside him, suddenly said, "Mr. Lowe, Yas has shown talent as a pilot since she was young. She got her license when she was 18. At 22, she has already outperformed many experienced pilots. She's made it this far through her own efforts." Wynnie's voice was as gentle as her smile in the photo from 20 years ago.

Wow! If they did live together, what happened to them? I haven't heard of any existing angels. I have to say the angels intrigue me, though. Even though they have the same physical structures as humans, they possess celestial abilities. Like wings to fly, which aren't visible until a situation calls for them. They also foresee future events. A divination ability. It's so cool that I wish I were an angel. It's the only thing I want to be. Better off than being a monster.

The very air seemed to thicken with malice. Suddenly, the scene shifted, his vision spiraling upwards as if pulled by an invisible force. Abraham saw them—the creatures that looked human but not fully. Their wings, impossibly large and radiant, glimmered with an eerie glow, feathers sharp as blades. Their faces were obscured, not out of beauty, but as if they were too terrible to be seen by mortal eyes. Energy crackled around them, and the weight of their presence threatened to crush Abraham's spirit.

“We’re not alone.” Then, out of the darkness, they came. A ripple of energy crackled through the air as figures emerged from the shadows, their movements eerily fluid. They were taller than most humans, their bodies draped in garments spun from mist and starlight. Their silver eyes glowed with an unsettling intensity, and inked across their chests—wings. Dwayne exhaled sharply. “Was it—” “The Nymari.” The warrior beside him confirmed. “They can shift, too.”

The mana was imbued inside them and that’s their magic – most of them. However, the wingsman clan was blessed with magic and pairs of wings. There was also a human race that had a high density of mana and could use magic independently. There was a little magic that could be handled by the beastmen like spell barrier, spatial door, and a few others but to call forth high-density magic like any magician was close to impossible. Because they weren't profound in science and looked down on anything that related to science, the guns that they used were scoffed at.

"Your tattoos look so real" he whispered in awe, tracing his finger over the outline of my retracted wings. Humans were funny, they didn't really believe in us Fae, but they had the expectation that our wings were an external appendage. The reality was we could release or retract them at will, allowing us to blend in with the neighboring kingdoms. I propped myself up on my elbows, allowing my eyes to rake over this Adonis. I had picked him up in a human bar hoping for a fun romp in the hay and he had delivered.

Those fearless creatures flew in terror from the unknown phenomenon and fought with weaker beasts for their hiding spots. “I want a full report of our situation, damage, and location sent an SOS to the main army too.” Said a 2 meters tall humanoid clad in red-trimmed black power armor, a skull with eight red wings painted on his chest as military distinction, and an energy rifle strapped to his back. He was standing on a platform in a room full of other “people” of varying size and number of limbs, all of them wore the same type of armor with different amounts of wings, but no one had more than the humanoid. “The shield is at full power, sir! No lives were lost in the crash so far!” answered

“Come on girl!” Rain took us right into the village. We came to a quick halt, skidding through the dirt. I quickly looked around and found everyone staring at me. My eyes only taking still images of what’s around me. People are walking around naked. Wolves are trotting through the village. Some people had actual claws out to help them with their work. I quickly turned Rain around, we must get back to my home. Surely father didn’t know about this!

Lucas was confused and felt something was not right because he knew Creed was very much acquainted with the story of Blue Haven Pack that led to the massive slaughtering of the tongues of all slaves, both great and small. "Who would do such an inhumane thing to someone?" Cole fumed. "Alpha Creed, she is just a slave. So it doesn't matter. " Lucas was getting frustrated at Cole's sudden acting up. "She's a slave. That doesn't mean she isn't human," Cole let out before he could stop himself. Lucas and Athena couldn't hide their shocks as they quickly look up at him in surprise. "Humans?" Lucas asked sharply. "Humans? Who said anything about humans?" Cole asked with a nervous smile.

Selina's heart also ached slightly; she stood up and looked at Ezra from above. “Everything in the Wolf clan I ask you to handle. I thank you very much.” Selina didn't wait for Ezra to react and used Wolf's speed to leave. If she stayed by Ezra's side, things would only get worse because no matter what she said, she would only hurt him. Windy and Nolan are now transformed into Wolves because they know their leader Ezra William hates human forms. The entire Wolf race rarely transforms into humans because they always think of their pure Wolf blood as noble blood. Being born in the form of a Wolf is a great honor of God.