Wings Of Fire Books 2 Novels & Stories

The storm was calm now But the destruction at it's trail was enough to give a hint of Ezra's wolfs power As I made my way towards the centre a burnt clearing welcomed me with 100s of years old trees uprooted,burnt grass and smell of smoke. I sensed a presence behind me and before turning only I knew who it was A voice cold as ice sent shivers down my spine "Who are you??" When I turned I saw those ice blue eyes staring at me "Ezra..please come back!! I know you can hear me..please control your wolf..I know you will never destroy so many lives...you are humane" I waited Waited for her response but it never came Instead she started moving towards me with a scruitinising look

Just mentally… disturbed. “I have to get going now,” Wade said and before Max said anything else, Wade on his way, strutting like a horse and shaking his head so furiously Max feared it'll fall off. When Wade was gone, he looked around him. His bags were intact. Good. “Odd,” he whispered to himself as he reached to the ground and slung his bag over his shoulder. As he walked to the hostels which had become a little less misty than they were before, he felt angry.

Thank you for reading Wolfbane. This now begins book 2 of the series, Wolfblood, which introduces some new characters and also continues Jasmine and Blake's story. Please note that this book is quite a bit darker than the first one, and contains some triggers, but I hope you will enjoy it anyway! Happy reading! *** TALIA

Ash still drifted in the air like black snow, settling over ruins that had once been Dawnspire’s proud walls. Serenya’s lungs burned with smoke and power as she struggled to hold herself aloft. Her new wings—woven of starlight and fire—shivered with exhaustion, dimming at the edges. Below, Thalric’s broken crown lay in shards, but the man himself rose from the ashes, alive, his form cloaked in a new and terrible shadow.

They stretched wide behind him, crackling with heat so intense the air rippled. Rowan stared, frozen. Kai swore under his breath. “Those aren’t fire wings. They’re something else.” Mistara stepped forward slowly. “Those are the markings of the Unbound Flame. A form that should not exist.” Rowan forced her legs to keep moving. “Azeriel listen to me. You can control this.” “I can’t,” he whispered, voice breaking. “It hurts.” One of the wings twisted violently, sending a streak of dark flame toward the sky. The summit trembled again. The fire from his body rose higher, pulling, swirling, trying to break free of everything holding it down.

I hadn’t understood what she meant until now. Maybe she knew. Maybe the fire was never meant to destroy me. The moon slides out from behind the clouds. For a second, the ashes around me glow faintly, stirred by a soft gust. They spiral upward, forming the faint outline of wings. Phoenix wings. I blink, and they’re gone. The world feels too still. Too empty. No guards. No scent of wolves. They must have thought there was nothing left to find. No one survives a fire like that. I crawled towards the river. The reflection that greets me isn’t mine.

Exhaustion is taking over, and I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Right before my eyes close, the last thing I see is Braxius's blue-green eyes filled with love and sorrow. Except, I somehow know everything will be all right with him. That only thought is making my leaving easier, and I stop fighting the darkness. I am floating away towards total oblivion. I am having a few brief flashbacks of my short life of twenty-two years and growing up in New Jersey with Meena, my younger sister of nine months. I accepted my entry-level position at a prestigious marketing firm and graduating from college with honors as a business major with a minor in history.

Something seemed to be screaming in my mind that I should stay away from the woman in front of me now. Time seemed to slow down when I saw the slow growth of black wings on his back. His blood splattered and I felt his blood hit me too from his wing. His blood spread on the water and the others were coming towards me. I wanted to back off because I didn't want to touch his blood, especially since I was afraid of his state. My soul almost shuddered when the woman suddenly rushed towards me with long fangs and a terrifying face.

“The world dies no matter what we do. I only want to rebuild it from the ashes.” The bond between us pulsed again, stronger, hungrier. I could feel the tug deep in my chest, like a string being pulled tighter and tighter. My own fire reacted instinctively, flaring bright against the darkness. Aaron lifted his hand. Shadows curled around his wrist like living tendrils. “You can’t fight it forever. The fire doesn’t belong to you alone. It remembers me.” “Then let it remember,” I said, summoning the flame within me. It erupted in a blaze of gold and crimson, swirling around me like wings. “Because I’m not her. I’m not the first flame—and I won’t make her mistake.”

After puffing the cigar smoke , I draw my bow – surprisingly I shut my eyes thinking of the future Rosemary and I would have had if she had only stayed. I opened my eyes , aiming to the gardens , I release letting the arrow pierce through the air landing in the midst of the garden. Instantly , I started to see the fire spreading disintegrating the beautiful roses and plants that it touched. I hear the arrows being released with beside me , and it had felt as if God had been raining fire upon the destroyed kingdom. The entire kingdom lit up in flames , creating an entire bonfire using people and their homes as wood.