Winged Humans Novels & Stories

He was staring deep into my eyes, pinning me in place with just his gaze. "E-Eros? W-what are you—what are you doing here? How…?" I tried to ask, stammering in pure shock, but I was cut off instantly. Right before my eyes, his wings unfolded and opened wide in an instant, stretching out vast and powerful, blocking out the light of the moon. They were so beautiful, dark as midnight, shimmering with a strange luster. But wait… Oh my God! H-how did he… how come he has those things? Wings? That’s impossible! Humans don’t have wings!

The longer time went on the more powerful I grew. By then, more and more angels had fallen from grace, all angering God by questioning his judgement. Lucifer had become power hungry, adamant to build an army around him that none could rival. Lucifer in his quest for power began to believe that if he could create one new creature, he could create others, he found that allowing humans to drink freely from him, created vampires.

The place where I fell was still burning; It made a big hole on the surface; I lost all my strength in that fire, This new body and my angelic body; I need to discover it, The rumbling from my body didn't stop; I walked for a few days to search for other humans but didn't found one. As I lost my spiritual strength, I was losing my human body strength too. Naked fell unconscious on the ground; I heard something growling at me. Suddenly, I saw my wings got invisible; I saw something walking towards me with my blur vision; it looked like an animal who sniffed my body.

And as countless shards showered over the entirety of the great domed hall with a piercing, shattered cacophony, the dim sky darkened, far more quickly than any sunset could cause. Shadows! The shadows of wings as two large shapes crashed in, then unfurled, revealing winged dragon-like figures, half reptile and half-man. They deflected a hail of arrows before flaring their wings again. And although they were on the distant end of the great hall, Anzi felt it the instant they raised their heads and stared at her. No, not her, at them—everyone on the balcony. Their wings beat twice, gaining air as they prepared to fly straight toward them. “This is it, then!” Tet shouted over the growing cries

Despite the poor illumination provided by the candle, the detailed features of the birds could be seen from all dimensions. Wait, Zita raised her candle, and its light created a little distinct feature on the image. What bird wears a sword on their waist and girdle and shoes? ‘This was no bird,’ she concluded as they came even closer to the image. They looked more like men who had wings strapped on their backs like eagles but have swords and armors. Zita’s frowned deepened as she felt all the stories that her mother had told her were false. How could her mother mistake men with wings as birds?

’ Zeus explained. I thought about it for a moment. Zeus may be right. Our humans mate often, but in all this time, Xenia hasn’t gotten pregnant. Are they doing it wrong? I went into heat and became pregnant quickly. Do humans go into heat? If they don't, why do they mate so often? They are such a weird species. “Tinkerbell? Zeus?” Xenia called, whistling as she held up our leashes. “Come on. We are going to our new forever home.”

but she did? She laughed softly. “Sorry! It’s a direct translation. In my country, that’s what we call people who swim in freezing water. Like, they do it for sport or for fun—even in winter.” Huh. I hadn’t heard that before. “Interesting. And... brave.” For mere humans who didn’t have a high body temperature of a werewolf and no healing ability, to do that seemed impressive. I haven't heard of it. Though, I haven't been very interested in humans thus far.

Morris gestured at her wings. "Then, what God did we descend from?" I questioned. "Faenice The Phoenix." That makes sense, since we have bird-like wings. "However, we are not that great in number anymore. Our race are often sent out to wars against our enemies." Her gazes went down and gazed at the skyscrapers we passed by, her expression was dark. "We may tend to have stronger magic and physical ability than the most, we are still not invincible."

Erik said to Azazel. "Thank you again, anyway. There were already some talks about Baraqiel's new family within the more radical groups within Grigori. Kokabiel being the loudest one." Azazel said. Some fallen angels had this sense that their race was above all the 'mortal' ones and would deen them unworthy of their attention. There were a lot of cases in the past where a fallen angel had fallen in love with a human and as result a hybrid was born, just for said fallen angel come back to his house and find his entire family, spouse and children, murdered. That, when said fallen angel was not killed together with them.

He said fighting the urge to flight as he was in the presence of the most powerful creatures in existence. "Lies you tell, tricks you play, foolish you are," Said another in the dark, its voice much calmer than the previous. Alexander gaze upwards, it was the source of the eerie sounds, he was right. At the top were three winged jet-black creatures, having the shape and structure of a humanoid bat. In an upside-down position and their legs latched on the ceilings, their white canines with elongated down their necks were visible as the red monolith.