Wingfeather Saga Book 1 Novels & Stories

Our eyes locked as his glowed gold and I'm sure mine was glowing dark gray, almost black. Ty followed with my mother and sister along with the doctor as Ty ordered them to stay away, and that we needed to complete the merging of powers so we could stabilize each other. Cayden's veins turned to gold and mine turned black, our wings came out with his being gold and had black edges, while mine was black with gold edges. And it was what Mother always said, he was my ying to my yang as our powers released over our heads. We both screamed as the pain was unbearable, the way our magic was releasing, moving throughout bodies and veins, and merging like the yin-yang symbol before letting go and retur

I was just the bridge that had brought them here. Hagar and the warriors didn't stand up. They stayed on their knees. They weren't bowing to a Silver Queen. They were bowing to Elena Argentum, the woman who had saved them by having the courage to be "nothing." "We’re home," I whispered, closing my eyes. But as the silence settled over the North, a single, black feather drifted down from the sky, landing on the snow at the edge of the Ravine. It wasn't Celine’s feather. It was made of iron.

He would bargain for eternity to see it again, but the moment came and the Festival began - the exhibitions of Celestial Wing The feathers on her back began to line up like scales. Her spine looked carved out by the bones of her wings. Then something amazing happened: everyone had wings, black and white, demons and angels alike. But it was hers that sparkled the brightest. When he saw her face, he realized she wasn't the same anymore. The scenery changed again before he could describe i

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My vision spins, but I push myself back up. I can’t stop now. The beast comes at me again. I close my eyes and dig deep. I feel the power inside me…the light, the fire, the part of me that’s growing stronger every day. I let it rise. My body lifts off the ground again, and this time, wings made of silver flames burst from my back. They shimmer like moonlight. I fly straight at the beast, dodging its claws and slamming a ball of fire into its head. It screams and stumbles, but still doesn’t fall.

But the moment his fingertips touched the leather, the runes around the library pulsed—and the book… vanished. Like it had never been there. Alex froze. Then slowly backed away, heart racing. > “You’re hiding too, aren’t you?” he whispered to the silence. And the silence answered with a flicker of gold— —a single warbler feather, drifting from the ceiling...

And despite trying, she couldn’t even make her wings flap. She remained hovering or frozen a few inches above the ground, book tightly clutched in hand. “Let me go!” she gritted, pain written on her face. A fae’s wings were the most sensitive, but Serena did not seem to care. “Let go of the book first and I’ll let you go.” Was it pain? Anger? Desperation? Or an amalgamation of all that made her voice sound strange to her own ears. She felt distant, an out of the body feeling. Despite that, she stretched out her hand for Amie to give the book.

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"F i r s t... l i f e. H e a l e r... n i g h t... j a s m i n e ... a n d... d i e d... i n... t h e... h a n d s... o f... w o l f... s p i r i t. S e c o n d... l i f e. S a m e. I... w o n d e r... i f... y o u r... l i f e... i s... p a t h e t i c... o r... y o u... l i k e... l i v i n g... i n... m i s e r y." He clicked his tongue and the book disappeared from his hand. He put his chin on the back on his hand and stared at her who was standing silently. "Why are you with him? Can't you see these red flags."

We stared at each other for goddess knows how long before I shakily reached out and touched the wings of the phoenix. I was shocked yet again when my hand entered it's body and though it didn't touch it's solid body, it submerged in it. It felt like hot lava yet I didn't burn. The tingles that raked through my body had my mind in a jumbled mess. What in this world was going on? My day just started and I have been freaked out enough to last me a lifetime.