Wingfeather Saga Book 1 Novels & Stories

Willow Aiden’s mindlink freaked me out, but I tried not to show it. Raff felt it, but I told him Aiden could explain and was handling it. The back and forth, explaining to Aiden what Asim and Hikaru said and did and then telling them what he said was something we will soon not need, but finding out that these dragons who Aiden said looked to be in their late 30s or early 40s in human standards of age wanted our very sweet 18-year-old mate for their own set me on edge. Hugging Hikaru helped calm me and stopped the weird glowing reaction that I had. Raff told me it’s because my Winter Fae side has awakened and blends with my witch abilities.

And to find out exactly how much they know. Felix just shakes his head. For a moment, his eyes flash with something I can’t quite place – an emotion I have no name for. He raises his arms up on either side of him, and the ravens go suddenly silent. Without warning they swoop down, all at once – alighting on his shoulders, cascading down in a river of midnight feathers, until they become a long, flowing cloak of blackest night. The hazel eyes turn a brilliant blood red, his skin becomes paler still, whiter than a ghost. His fingernails are black and pointed, like those of a beast, and I see the flash of dark armor beneath the raven-feather cloak.

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

I struggled to take in air and soon began to feel lightheaded. “Not much of a protector, are we little puppy? Once I kill you, Freya will be all mine for the taking,” he whispered into my ear. Tears began to flow down my fur, when the thought of leaving Freya behind with this monster flooded my mind. I tried to free myself and wriggled around as much as I could, but I had lost so much oxygen, that I could barely move. This is it. He let out an evil chuckle and lifted his other hand up to extend his talons. I closed my eyes and mind linked my father.

“That’s the problem.” I lean back against the wall. “We take it back. Give it to Kaia. Figure the rest out before they figure us out.” She nods slowly. But her eyes are still fixed on the feathers. And I know—when we carry these back, we’re not just bringing objects. We’re carrying a fuse. --- The Weave — Three Days Later Kaia’s waiting at the gate again. This time, when she sees both feathers, she doesn’t hide the fear. “Two,” she murmurs. “It’s starting.”

“Haven’t you said it before?” “Yes, but maybe they don’t remember and reading this will make them understand this book better. So yes,” She is suddenly facing the wall beside her, “I want you guys to read the first book. ‘Asteria: The Fey King’s Mate’. It’s exclusively on N******t, so I couldn’t upload it here. I am sorry for that, I really am but this will make you understand a lot of things better and I hope you like it.”

Clouds moved in different directions: up and down, up and down, left and right, and diagonally, with no clear destination. Augustin, for his part, had lowered his eyes and contemplated the delicate fingers clinging to his coat sleeve. He gasped when Dhara grabbed his wrist and squealed with delight as he pointed to a spot in the sky. But he didn't try to see what she was showing him and remained obsessed with the expression she now wore on her face. A majestic phoenix was flying high in the sky, taking the same route as theirs. The legendary bird soared gracefully through the air. Its feathers of a thousand shimmering colors were a breathtaking sight. But its tail, made up of feathers longer

Chapter 1- Everything is changing Nevaeh His beautiful muscular body is straining. However, my eyes are focused on the magnificent wings standing proudly behind his back. “They're beautiful. Can I touch them?” I whisper softly. Even though I can't see his face, I know that he is beautiful. He smiles, running his hand caressingly over my arm and whispers sensuously. “Nevaeh, you are my Sodales semper, my love, always.” He says in a deep, gravelly voice. I move forward, my hand extended. I want to touch him so badly that my body is shaking with excitement. As he moves closer, I can feel his breath on my face. His wings move as if seeking my hand. My hand strokes the feathers. They are soft and

Feather is coming out, protecting her human and pup from the faerie threats. "Be nice, Selene. We will leave you out here for your family to find once we take your boy." Feather snarls at the Elders, but they are not scared. The wolf wraps her fangs around the closest Elder, tearing his leg apart. Selene had shifted into her wolf without realizing it. Feather is wild with anger. She pulls the power from their body, letting it consume and give her adrenaline to fight.

The title was etched in bold silver runes: The Fate of a Dragon. She traced the letters with her fingertips, a shiver crawling down her spine. A tragedy, the blurb on the back declared. "Urgh. I'm already having a nasty day, do I really want to make it worse?" She dropped the book but didn't walk too far before she stopped and turned back. Her eyes narrowing suspiciously, she picked up the book again and looked at the blurb once more.