Wings Concept Book Bts Novels & Stories

It really wasn’t that long a fall at all. It’s so open down here. I’ve seen it countless times from the sky, but I’ve never actually touched the ground before. I’ve never seen how big it is. Sand stretches endlessly into the horizon, never-ending. There’s nothing living in sight. No buildings arcing above me to make me feel small, just the vastness to swallow me whole. I clench my teeth and my heart pounds in my chest. Wait. No. That’s not my heart. It’s wings.

I started to dust myself off before leaving, but before I could blink, he had me pinned up against the wall again by my neck, he was fast. This time I was ready, however, and noticed I had enough room to gain momentum heading straight up out of reach. My wings came out as I planned, ripping through my hoodie with force, pushing me off the wall. I grabbed his wrist taking advantage of his shock at the confetti of feathers coming down. I twisted my grip on his wrist to the left taking his arm with me while I ducked under it and slammed him to face the wall. I had his arm pinned to his back while my wings beat at the air in big swings causing feathers and dust to cascade around us.

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

Ilyana timidly touched the brunette's palms, and he, deftly picking her up, led her along. Once outside, William stopped. Black wings opened with a quiet rustle. The young man threw back his head and spread his arms to the sides. He made a powerful flap of his wings. A gust of wind blew through Ilyana's hair and clothes. A jerk - and the young man easily took off from the ground, soaring into the dark sky strewn with stars. His wings shone, shimmering in all shades of blue and purple.

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They understood what I was doing at once and immediately launched an attack down the left wing. Ian's face changed drastically when he saw this, as he desperately tried to get back on defense. However, our formation was already fully deployed by then, completely blocking his path. The first period ended with us leading 2-0. The second and third periods of the game only grew more intense. I dribbled into the box. Ian roared as he charged at me, trying to ram me into the barrier. In the past, I would have deliberately avoided him just to avoid injuring him. But this time, I didn't back down at all.

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Then slowly—very slowly—they began to fold inward. Within seconds they disappeared entirely. The girl sagged with relief. Her eyes flicked back to me. “You… saw those.” “Yes.” “And you’re not—” “Panicking?” Bjorn offered helpfully. She nodded. I shook my head. “Angel wings aren’t unusual.” She blinked. “But… mine are.” That much was obvious. Still, that wasn’t something I needed to say yet. Instead I gave her something useful. “If you’re trying to understand them,” I said, “you should check the library.”

She sighed and I watched her take in a large breath, "Okay, I'm ready. Let's do this." Her eyes remained closed, a small smile playing on her lips. She knew exactly what she had to do to make her wings appear but because she had never done it before, I knew it would take some time. All she had to do was picture herself with those gorgeous crimson wings on her back. She had to picture the features that were dusted with specks of black. She had to imagine and feel the added weight of them on her back. Imagine how they would look unfurled and how long they would be. Once she got used to it, this process would be a lot quicker.

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