Wings Concept Novels & Stories

This hunger that kept her constantly in my mind. But a crazed panic overcame me one day while I was out for a short flight. I had left my office feeling tense and annoyed that I couldn't go see Amara until my paperwork was finished, deciding to Shift and take Erebos out to stretch his wings. It’s a long but welcome process for a dragon to Shift, with our body melding into our dragon's heart while the rest manifests through a cloud of black smoke. My solid black and scale covered body had been enjoying the sky just aimlessly flying over the forest when a distant cracking sound caught my attention. I dropped lower and found myself over the ruins, my heart stopping cold in my chest as I caught

She noted as she looked at them again. "Can you move them?" She asked and Lori shrugged. "I don't know. Can I?" "They're your wings. You should be able to." "Think of it like an extra limb. Just think about it moving and your brain will send down that impulse and do the rest." Lori concentrated hard enough and willed the wings to flap. They did! It freaked her out a bit but Myra was smiling. "Good! Good." "How will my wings be useful? I think they're cumbersome when it comes to combat."

I could not believe that my power has a limit when it comes to granting wishes and I am looking forward to her explanation. "The wings were heavily guarded by both realms. It is locked in the deepest part of the realms and was carefully sealed in an isolated fortress. In addition to that, the wings were protected by Uriel's tears and cannot be destroyed nor summoned by just anybody no matter how powerful they are, except for the owner of the wings," Erythaea carefully explained to all of us. "Does it mean that I have to go there to get the wings by myself?" Aria wants to reconfirm.

Sighing, I try to sit on the bed because I'm bone tired, but that’s not possible given my current state. “How do I get rid of the wings, Nyx?” I asked. She was lazily lying down, her head on her paws. She was feeling content, while I was edgy and unsettled. “Just imagine yourself with no wings,” she replied lazily. “That should do it.” Closing my eyes, I envisioned my back without wings. Weirdly enough, despite how big they were, they weren’t heavy. It was going to take some time to get used to them, but once I do, I’m sure it will feel like an extension of my limbs.

Her skin was cold, and her breathing faint, but it was the darkness in her eyes that terrified him the most. For the first time, something within him stirred—a deep, primal instinct. He had never unleashed his wings before, not fully, but now they sprang from his back with a force that shocked even him. The black wings unfurled, stretching wide, their edges glowing faintly with an unearthly light. He had never flown properly before, had never trusted himself to soar, but there was no time for doubt.

She sniffled, trying to regain control. “When I felt I could move forward, I got the tattoo. The butterfly is a harlequin I remember chasing with my siblings in Puerto Rico. Butterflies are supposed to symbolize hope and transformation. The flowers are the white plumeria native to Puerto Rico and symbolize love and new beginnings.” She explained. “That’s beautiful and fitting.” I nodded. “Thanks…” she sighed as she leaned her head against me. “I haven’t told anyone, other than my therapist, that before. It feels good to tell someone else.”

“You are my guardian angel in human form, Hunter. You may be wingless… but you’re just as magnificent, just as beautiful as an angel would be. I love you.” “I love you more.” he said gently kissing my lips again. I raised a brow at him. “Really? How could you be so sure that you love me more?” He gave me a playful grin. Then in a serious voice, he said, “Because I traded my wings just to be with you, beautiful.” As we kissed again under the stars and the lovers’ moon, I vowed to prove him wrong. I have the rest of our lives to show him that I love him… exactly as much as he loves me.

“At the end. Right before you collapsed. From your back came… I don’t even know how to describe it. Shadows that solidified. Two large, dark extensions that spread out behind you like raven wings. Black, sharp-tipped. They lasted a few seconds, then dissolved when you lost consciousness.” Wings. The word hung between us like something neither of us knew how to touch. Black wings. Raven wings. Coming out of my back. “Is that true?” I asked the voice inside. “The wings? Yes. They’re new. Pretty, right? I think they’re growing. Your Lycán’s blood feeds us well.” *Growing?* “What else is going to grow? Horns? A tail?” “Don’t be dramatic. The wings are functional. The claws are functional. Everyt

" It's for the best Talon, we...we need you to... cooperate so that we can do this once and for all, don't worry because with time your wings will get back together, it would be rightfully yours and you would be able to fly with it..." " But I already have this one, Mami told me that if I keep on trying and keep working hard then I would be able to fly with it, the wings are just growing out and that's why I can't fly with them, right?" Poor Talon was already tearing out. Queen Hannah felt pity on the poor boy, it was hard taking something so precious to him. Every child born a vampire would always dream of having their wings someday, it gave them extra abilities after they had received thei

She opened her wings, creating a double sail, the beats of her wings driving her body against him, the thrust of cock into cunt divine as the wind whipped past them, and the heat of her wings created a mist of cloud. Together they coasted, their mouths hungrily upon each other, their bodies entangled and joined, and their wings holding them safe and high, until he felt the burn of orgasm pull through his balls, and he broke off the kiss to groan against her cheek. “Yes, yes,” she gasped, gripping him tight. “Now.” They brought their wings tight to their bodies, letting gravity send them plummeting towards the ground, adding adrenaline to the orgasm, so they fell together as they came togethe