Wings Of Fire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His presence was steady, unyielding, even as his voice cracked with urgency. “Don’t let it take you, Xenia! Stay with me!” The Architect only watched, hands folded inside their dark sleeves, their hood angled as if this was all… entertainment. My anger burned hotter than my flames. “You think this is a game?” I roared. I got a response from the fire. After stretching and twisting, it took the form of wings extending from my shoulders and a flurry of sparks encircling me. The wolves stumbled, hissing where my wings touched their smoky bodies.

My lungs burned, and so did my heart—because deep down, I knew I couldn’t protect her forever. Not like this. We stumbled, and she tripped on a broken root. I turned to pull her up—but the fire demon was there. Already. Towering over her. Its molten eyes burned into her pale skin, and it raised one massive, flaming hand, ready to bring it down. She looked up at it, frozen. My sister. My best friend. “NO!” Something broke inside me. Something ripped open. It was like a dam burst in my chest, a pressure that had built for years suddenly snapping all at once. Heat roared through my body—but not like fire. Like power. Pure, ancient, wild power.

He rotated his body and put his legs on the ground and stood like normal once again. “What are you doing with your wings?” Shadow pointed out his fatal flaw. Yes. he had wings now. How could he forget to use it? Yeah, whenever he was with Shadow, he couldn’t think straight because of the trauma received from this small human. ROARRRRRRRRR!!! He shrieked, flapping his fire wings. A strong hot gust rushed to Shadow’s side. The heat that could burn their clothes and skin. “Hot…” Shadow fanned her face with her hand.

I whisper. Gloria squeals and says, “You look like a fairy. I want to see you with your wings!” I roll my eyes and shake my head at her. “Please, Divina, I want to see too,” Bren says softly. "Okay," I say and let my wings out. “They're not blue anymore,” Bren says in shock. “No, when they grew back, they came back white,” I answer her. “What do you mean, when they grew back, Divina. What happened to you?” Bren says, her voice taking on a hard tone. “Alpha Drake cut them off me,” I say softly and close my eyes against the memory. Having my wings taken from me, was almost as bad as being rejected by Warrick. “That’s a story for another time,” I tell her, hoping she will drop it. “You’ve been

Wind roars through my ears and my heart races at breakneck speed. I shut my eyes against the killing drop rushing up my face. A burst of power surges through me and with everything I am, I will wings of fire to sprout from my back. It doesn't work. Fear explodes within me and I cross my hands over my face, a last, useless attempt to shield my fall. But then I'm suspended in the air. My heart soars. A quick look behind shows me two flaming wings!

He studied me and put his hands back down the second my blue flames began licking the skin of my fingers. "I promise the flames won't hurt. I physically can't and won't hurt you in anyway," I gave him a reassuring smile, holding my hands out for him to take. Mordecai hesitated before placing our palms together. The blue flames of my hound jumped onto the tips of his digits and a surge of power ran through me. My mate's eyes grew wide as a swirl of orange flames started to swirl within the blue. His ethereal aura grew brighter as a beautiful set of flaming wings sprouted from behind him. The flames of his wings were just see through enough you could kind of make out the outline of trees that

With the action it’s like all the blood released evaporates. Tears spring to my eyes at the roar that leaves his chest as he rips out his own heart. The piece glows as his wings stutter in their rhythm. I practically press my face to the screen needing to see the rest. He can’t die. He just can’t I want to scream. However, I grow surprised as he pushes the piece of his heart into my chest. My body jerks as he throws a blaze of fire at my chest. My body ceases movement and then the flame dies.

Nevaeh nods tearfully, her shoulders shaking with her sobs. Tired of waiting, Lukan shoves my head down. Excruciating pain explodes across my back. My vision blurs, and nausea gathers in my stomach as my wings are being cut from my body. I try to stifle my screams, but the pain is unbearable. The metallic taste of blood saturates my taste buds. It's excruciating. Falling forward, I try to straighten my arms, but they buckle. Choking on my blood, I give Nevaeh a reassuring look, but my vision blurs, and my body quakes. The sound of something falling near my shoulder startles me from my pain. It’s one of my wings. Vision wavering, I crawl to Nevaeh and touch her foot. My ears thrum, and my bod

My words did nothing but enrage him further, and he started to run towards me, hands outstretched ready to place them around my neck. But, before he could reach me, the familiar sounds of large wings flapping in the air met my ears. Fallon and I both looked up, Thale’s red dragon suspended above us. He exhaled flames in Fallon’s direction, although missing him so as to make sure I was not caught in the cross-fire. I needed to get further away.

Alex asked huskily, making me shiver in some unknown desires. "No..nothing." I stammered. Huh! What happened to me? Now why am I stammering? God! I wanna crawl under earth. "By any chance, is she having some kinky thoughts while teasing me?" Alex asked in his sexy voice, turning my ears red in colour. "Gosh! Stop it Alex! You're taking these teasings to the next level!" I exclaimed while fanning my face that's currently feeling hot with his comments. "Your word is an order, your highness!" Alex exclaimed, making me laugh out loud.