Wingfeather Saga Book 1 Novels & Stories

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

She knew I never wanted to be Alpha and was quite happy being the pack doctor, maybe she was trying to plan ahead but everything went wrong when Kiwi killed our father. It saddened me to think she had kept Kiwi a secret for so long. Not just her but father too. If mother knew she existed, did father? He had worked so hard on trying to teach me how to be an Alpha. Alexander and Kayla’s arguing break my thoughts, they had moved back down the corridor again and all I could hear was Kayla shrieking about how they were mated by the Moon Goddess and how he should love her. Rolling my eyes, I make a point of slamming the door shut, I wanted to read more of the book. Flipping the page to the one Kay

The book just won't budge. In my haste to pry open the book, I cut my index finger with the thick hardcover. I wince in pain but smile widely when I see the book glowing. So it can only be unsealed with blood huh? To my surprise, the feather start typing on its own. In bold letters, it types: "Not just any blood but that of a pure soul." So this is how it's going to be. I ask and Mr Feather here responds? Impressive! "So tell me Feather dear, I know I am dreaming but why am I in Seraphim's realm?"

the court sage said, gesturing for him to sit down, Nathan sat, staring around before settling his gaze on the sage. “I need a book, to look out for a bird,” Nathan said, drawing forward, “you were attacked?” the sage asked and Nathan nodded, “what kind of bird is it?” the sage asked, his eyes piecing from his glasses, “a dark Raven, big and wide,” Alpha Nathan described scanning the books on his desk, “a dark Raven..” the sage repeated searching through the bI need a book, to look out for a bird,” Nathan said, drawing forward, “you were attacked?” the sage asked and Nathan nodded, “what kind of bird is it?” the sage asked, his eyes piecing from his glasses, “a dark Raven, big and wide,” Alp

From his back came a pair of wings—long, black, feathered wings. Curiosity quickly got the best of her, and Jaida reached out to touch the soft looking structures on his back. The second her hand came in touch with a feather, one thing began glowing from around the boy's neck. She felt a tiny low twitch return from the feather she had touched, thus she pulled her hand away. She watched in awe as his wings began to fold and shrink. They were disappearing into his back, and once they were gone, she noticed that there was no proof that they'd ever existed. There weren't even two wing sized rips in his robes. It had been as if she had simply imagined the entire thing

After I got it I pulled out a chair and sat in front of the table near it by the window. "Deceptive," I read in the written title of the book, I opened it in turn and what popped up to me was a picture of a large creature that was half human and wolf, its body full of feathers. “He has no death, to this day he is still alive, trying to save the woman he first loved and wants to be with for life,” I read here. There was some spark that flowed through my being. I wasted no more time and I opened the book, but my torn eyebrows met its pages, even if I looked over and over I could not read anything, until I got to the back of the book and there was I noticed a very small letter.

He scoffed, glaring at Zeus. “And I’m Clay Nikolaidis. So now that you know my name, do I get to know yours?” He smiled, offering his beefy hand. I’m not sure how much of what he said, I believe. Though he sounds very convincing, I find it hard to believe a ten-pound corgi could cause him that much trouble. Cautiously I shook his hand. “Xenia Rosario. And I’ll trust you tentatively. At least enough to get my clothes dry. Lead the way.”

The sleek black fur of his wolf coat shimmered in the moonlight. From the shoulders of his majestic black wolf, ethereal wings began to sprout, emerging swiftly like a secret whispered by the night itself. The wings extended with a captivating poise, their span expanding to match the grandeur of Wade’s form, the black feathers glistening with an otherworldly sheen. Astrid stood there, her eyes widening in sheer amazement, her jaw dropping involuntarily as she beheld the extraordinary metamorphosis taking place before her. Wow, she never knew he could fly!

The big bird amongst them assured him, “Don`t be afraid Waan. We have heard of your desire to fly like a bird and be part of our community. Yes, to fly like a free being and kiss the ends of heaven. Of course son, it`s possible and it will happen. Now. We have come to formalize that urge.” Lifting its right wing(acting as its hand) to the air, like a human being doing the royalty with a gold feather in its left wing. “Now come closer. Open your mouth and swallow this tiny feather.”