Wings Aprilynne Pike Novels & Stories

Raph Conrad went back to the car and looked at the wounded soldier and said, "Now I will deceive them, go back to the barracks and call for support." After that, he immediately hugged Bella Risa and got out of the car, she was hugged by him and ran into the forest. When they saw that, they chased after him, bullets were constantly shooting at them. Suddenly a man with long iron claws rushed at them, behind Raph Conrad suddenly sprouted black wings. The two sides rushed to fight, with his skill and fighting body Raph Conrad very quickly defeated that guy. Watching them chase Raph Conrad hugged Bella Risa and ran. Raph Conrad couldn't levitate, because if he did, it would be easy to spot.

He could not help but wonder how easy it would have been had his wolf been not suppressed by the dark witch. Suddenly, from above, a swarm of Wraithwings descended, their ghostly forms merging into a tempest of shrieks that reverberated through the air like a banshee's wail. Flameheart pivoted, raising his blade to meet their assault, slicing through the air as they swooped down, their claws poised to tear him apart.

She gradually extended her hand and brushed the feather of his wings. “They are…” “Beautiful, right?” He was so excited to show Evangeline her wings that he didn’t even let her finish. “Divine. I was going to say divine.” She met his gaze and smiled. He returned the smile and with a swish of wind the wings disappeared. “Though I have a problem. Every time I open them, they just make a hole on my shirts, like they are blades. Plus they look weird when they are packed. Any suggestion?” He questioned her, after taking a seat on the couch.

Alexandria's POV I closed my eyes and let my powers flow to my veins and all over my body. The light of the moon struck through my entire body and now my bones started cracking up. As the light of the moon illuminates my whole being, it gives me enormous strength and power. Something inside me exploded, and I felt something grow from my back. It’s my angel wings. I flutter my eyes open and stare at King Warrick, which startled him as he stares at my glowing two distinct eyes; my left eye is blue while my right eye is green and both have golden flecks.

Light exploded from my body, blinding white and pure gold mixing together in waves of power that made the air itself sing. Mom's hand found mine as wings of light spread from my shoulders, filling the tiny cell with their radiance. Time to fly. The wings weren't like anything I'd seen before. Not feathered like traditional angel wings. Not bat-like, like demon wings. These were pure energy, translucent and opalescent, shifting between gold and white with every pulse of power. “Impossible,” Azrael's voice came through the door again. “The dampening fields…” My power answered him, shattering every suppression device built into the walls. Pieces of tech rained down around us as the wings grew s

*((FLASHBACK))* The previous day. Ariadne worked until late in her office. When she left her office, almost all of the employees had already gone home. She walked straight towards the exit. Her driver was on leave. She could've called the driver, but she didn't want to ruin his leave, so she took a cab to her office in the morning. She would take a cab to return home as well. When she was on the ground floor, she heard something. She looked towards the parking lot, where the noise was coming from. She assumed it was a guard. However, she came to a halt when the man yelled something, and she recognized his voice. It was Mr. Wings. She looked around and noticed that no one was in sight. She wa

The audience erupted in thunderous applause, and several world-renowned dancers gave us rave reviews. Marissa wheeled me to center stage. Since the incident, this was my first time stepping onto a stage again as a choreography consultant. I bowed my head alongside the other dancers, grateful for the audience's support. This time, the flashing cameras and the eyes of strangers didn't scare me. I felt like I had found a new purpose. … Three years later, I choreographed a dance called "The Fallen Butterfly." I performed it entirely from my wheelchair and became the first dancer of my kind.

The darkness inside him would have spotted it a mile away. Azalea chuckled as she stepped back away from him. Maverick's eyebrows knit together, and he tilts his head, trying to figure out what she's doing. His eyes widened and he sucked a breath in when her eyes began glowing white and her wings appeared, spreading wide open. Maverick stumbles backward and falls as he looks at her in shock. She quickly pulls her wings back, and they disappear. She moves forward, bending down to reach for him, but Maverick jerks away. He quickly stands and backs away.

I hurried ahead as the music played through my earphones. I thought I could get away from this mess, but Diana Fowler suddenly broke away from the two thugs. She gazed at me with eyes full of tears, clutching my arm so hard she left two bloody scratches. "Help me, Levi!" I instinctively shook off her hand, acting as though I had encountered something terrifying.