Wings Concept Novels & Stories

“These wings were made from the feathers of the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix. Once refined and merged, you can use it by channeling your immortal essence. It can fly several hundred miles with a single flap and is an exceptional treasure for flight. Now...” Sirus introduced briefly and handed the wings to Andrius. “Farron, wear these wings and pursue those two. You’ll surely catch them. However, remember that the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix is of great importance. Its allure to other Immortals and the hatred from its kind can bring disaster to our family. “Thus, after you capture them, you must immediately sever your connection to the wings and erase any marks, let alone release any aura, to avoid dete

It instantly evolved, as though there was a god ray erupting from within them. Behind her, a pair of huge flaming wings began to flap wildly. This pair of wings was made up of hundreds of long swords with terrifying flames. As they flapped, cracks could be seen clearly in the hollow. It was obvious that this pair of weapon wings was not only used to speed up and fly, but also to attack. Rumble! Behind her, explosive sounds began to ring out.

she said pulling her towards the main entrance leading to the house. The Okoji resident was quite a beauty to behold. Aria didnt realize how massive the place was until they stepped into the main wing. Their Estate holds not less than two double duplex and three flats on the west wings. Several cars were parked outside with numerous servants going about their duties. Aria always knew the Okoji's were involved in other businesses but she didn't realized it was this huge. I guess that was why they were so popular in the media. As they continued to make their way into the building, Aria couldn't help but marvel at the interior decoration that trailed the corridor leading towards the living room

I was on alert when Cayden and Michael left to assist Aidan, I was in charge momentarily with the former King assisting in getting everyone to safety when we heard the alarm. I was mind-linked by a warrior who stated the rogues had breached the territory on the southern border closer to the Elvish Kingdom and were taking on lots of rogues. I ordered my men to attack and my wife went into our built-in panic room with the former Queen, her mother, and our kids with two assigned bodyguards. The council was locked away in a protective building with their families and the hospital for our injured was heavily guarded. I rushed out in my armor along with the former King and flew to where our attack

"Extend your right wing please." Tove's wing shot out. We ducked as it created a canopy that was almost the full size of our living room. Drace hunched under the wing with us. "Now, wings are very sensitive. They have to be for flying. We need to know how the air is moving in order for us to do what we need to do in order to stay in the air." She ran her fingertips over the inside of Tove's wing. It shuddered the slightest degree as his voice ran through our minds. Sacred stars, that feels amazing. Tove's voice was full of wonder.

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

Healers gain wings when they first awaken. We gain beautiful wings that reflect an iridescent light. Just like how I fell in love with how beautiful the lycans are, I was also in awe of my opalescent wings' beauty. The first time I spread it open and flapped it in the air, I told myself that I should preserve its beauty and only show it to deserving people. Also, our wings couldn't be healed by our powers or anything else. If we injure our wings, there is no way of turning them back. Even scratches on it won't be fixed, so I definitely protect this wing of mine and don't use it all.

The shelves were taller than I expected, filled with books bound in everything from simple cloth to elaborate enchanted leather. It took a few minutes of searching before I found what I needed. Angelic Physiology. The Structure of Celestial Wings. Flight Mechanics of Winged Species. I carried a small stack of books to a nearby table and sat down. The first thing I learned was that angel wings were far more complicated than I had imagined. They weren’t just decorative. They were an extension of magical energy and muscle structure, supported by a secondary skeletal frame that anchored along the spine. Which explained why my back had felt like it was on fire the first time they appeared.

There was only a long thud of air as the something suddenly unfolded into fairly large leathery wings. Vic shook his head in panic, turned several times, trying to see the innovation. The wings did not want to gather back - they stuck out straightened on the sides. He forced himself to calm down and freeze in place, too stupid to spin naked on the lakeshore. This is not a tail, a tail would probably interfere more. After a very short flight over the forest, the wings were no longer such a surprise. You just need to learn how to manage them. He moved his shoulder blades again and tried to feel them, imagining that it should feel like body parts - just like arms or legs. After several unsucces

Still herself. He lifted his eyes. Wings. Not an illusion. Not an afterimage. Not power leaking uncontrolled into a shape. These were formed. Chosen. White-gold fire unfurled behind her shoulders in a vast, deliberate span. Each wing rose from just below her shoulder blades, emerging cleanly from the lines of her back as if they had always belonged there. They did not tear her shape apart or overwhelm it. They completed it.