Wings Of Fire Glory Fanart Novels & Stories

Ares' P.O.V. Frances leaped in front of me, shielding us with her large wing as hell fire was spat from a demon's mouth. Her wings were apparently impervious to it, making her perfect for this battle. I see why the gods chose her. The moment the hell fire stopped, she dropped her wing, allowing me to attack. I pushed my shadow out, grabbing a few ghouls and crushing them. They popped like water balloons inside my shadow cocoons, causing blood to leak and splatter as I let their bodies go.

One evening, as she took me to watch the sunset, she shyly told me, "Ella, when I got your letters in middle school, you had no idea how much I wished I could stay by your side forever." I let out a soft chuckle, only to be wracked with a fit of coughing. As I coughed, blood started dripping from my nose again. She scrambled to wipe it away and poured me some warm water to drink. I asked her, "Is that why you wanted to be with Brandon?" She hesitated for a moment. Then, after a pause, she nodded. Her eyes reddened, but her gaze was steady as she said, "Yes. Ella, you never told me who you really were. You only say you worked at Foster Group, so I…"

At the center: Red Velvet Club, circled in black ink. His hand trembled—then the mug flew. CRASH. Coffee splattered across the wall. The mug shattered. Brown liquid dripped down Luis’s face, bled over Riko’s name, soaked through the grainy photo of a girl in a Red Velvet costume. Reyes leaned his forehead against the wall, jaw clenched. “They’re slipping through again.” … The stage glowed in deep blues and slow-turning purples. A thick beat thumped from the speakers—low and pulsing like a heartbeat. The crowd was a blur of smoke, neon, and hungry eyes.

And there would be no coming back for her after that. She wasn’t built for monsters like me. So she have to walk away. Sooner or later, she would. She have to. Because if she didn’t… I would drag her into my darkness myself. And the fire between us would burn her alive.

“Shabat—I need something to keep her warm. I can’t give her enough heat, and this cave is cold as ice.” Shabat smiles and vanishes into smoke. A few seconds later she reappears with a pair of fire sprites, carrying armfuls of branches that she places against the wall. “Thank you,” I say. Both shadow spawn disappear. The fire-sprite couple moves toward the branches. The male has skin the color of glowing embers; his yellow eyes seem capable of hypnotizing anyone who stares too long. The female’s body is orange; her hair is living flame, wavy and dancing in the air, her eyes like amber. Both have wings made of pure energy—sparks aligned in perfect contours. They begin to dance, and the flames

Flames of desire He cupped her breast with his hands as he aggressively devoured her nipples with his mouth, one after another. "Oh fuck," she moaned and slid her hands down his chest to the taut line of his abdomen, and made every muscle that made him manly ache for her even more, he rolled his tongue in circular motion around her nipples and sent more shivers down her spine.

It was like he had stepped right into the heart of a raging fire. He seemed to not be himself as Alpha took over, then suddenly a blanket of flames flew up about three feet off the ground on either side of him, glowing brightly. His head was bowed low before he finally looked up, his eyes flying open a deep fiery pit of gold, that showed no emotion at all, and Instantly the flames surrounding him died out, the blanket of flames on either side of him, hanging three feet in the air suddenly cooled, fading away into two huge golden wings, smooth like a plate of golden metal, and two shimmery horns protruding from each point of conjunction.

I reply as I release my power. My hair turns red and my eyes go ashen. I aim straight for the demon's stomach as my flame eats away at his blackened tendrils. A screech of agony is given from the demon prince as I continue to blast him, my energy drains quickly as I give a worried look at Knight who's fingers have begun shooting purple sparks at the demon. Wrapping around him, and dragging him towards us. The demon doesn't realize it yet, but he has already lost.

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

I turned my head away and refused to look at her. I let go of ten years of love in a single day. Marriages built on benefit never lasted. Jaime stared at me with confusion. “What are you angry about? You agreed to the race yourself, and you were the one who fell off the cliff. I even gave you the drugs, and you’re still making a fuss.” A faint, sarcastic smile tugged at my lips. “Isn’t it possible that Derek drove me off the cliff? Oh right, you trust Derek more than me.”