Wings Of Fire Graphic Novel 3 の小説・ストーリー

I say, twisting my head so I can see my image on my mate's chest. When Emmi and Phoenix marked Ajax, her image covered his entire chest and stomach. Unlike her, I don’t have a feathery tail, so I had to make do. I growl with possessive pleasure when I see my mark on Yhen's chest. My wings are fully extended, stretching all the way across his chest and up to his collarbone. My large head covers his heart, protecting it. My image is blowing a large stream of fire that extends down his stomach and circles around his side to his hip bone. My backside is positioned on his sternum between his pectoral muscles. My back paws, which are tucked against my stomach, just touch the top of his stomach. Th

The fire around Dracula flickers, and she reaches for it as it dies and she screams as Callie forces a shift. Kai and Ash are shoved from Eliza’s mind and they focus on the man who was now starting to dash for Noemi. Their t-shirts shred into tatters as they shift out their wings and fly for him, tackling him to the ground before he can hurt Noemi more. Eliza, or Callie, flies off over the trees, screeching and burning the ground beneath her as she goes. Screams start coming from the forest as she burns the vampires who had been coming for them.

Our family. Caden lights the boat. A moment of peace. Then— Explosions. Fireballs erupt from the trees, from the ground, from the sky. Screams erupt again. Humans flood our land with machine guns and war cries, turning sacred ground into a battlefield. Blood spills into the lake as I drag Caden behind cover, the scent of betrayal coating the air. ——— The city burns red with war. I stand soaked in blood, Caden at my side, unshakable. His fire dances across his skin like a crown of vengeance. Behind us, wolves from every pack rise—Alphas, Betas, Warriors. United. Deadly.

Claws crept out of his fingers while his face became darkened as he levitated. "I see you now got my wings too, now, let me show you mine!" Rio replied while his eyes had a combination of red and blue, a weird fire burned round his back while his clothes burned off and dropped on the ground as Red-Blue wings retracted out from his back and flapped fiercely, a combination of Rio's wings and Sathanas wings while they flapped fiercely. Claws also crept out of his fingers while his hair caught off in flames, a tattoo on his neck as both brothers stared at each others, both levitating on the air.

Now I suggest you go get some food before everyone eats it. Nodding, I made my way back towards the group. Sitting on a large log near a small fire, William had his head down hands clasped together. Taking a seat beside him, I felt his heated gaze on me. I didn't want to talk about anything. I knew who my father was, there was no need for others to hear. Leaning to my side, I felt his breath by my ear. "We need to talk." Ignoring his words I picked up a stick. Throwing it into the fire, I watched the ambers flicker up above the smoke. It resembled Dragons fire as the ambers bent and moved with the wind.

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.

Whispering into the breeze telling its ancient tale. I've underestimated Gwen I knew right in that moment. A large wave of pale glittering magic surges from her toward Silas and my mates. My heart lurches before I run to them time slows. The soil groans beneath my feet and kicks up behind me as the magic hurls toward my mates. My life. The reason I am here today. I don't think and throw myself in front of them my back to Gwen. A wall of fire shoots from me just as the magic collides with my back. My flesh feels as if it melts from my body but I don't stumble from the blow and hold my wall of fire strong protecting my mates. Two large feathered wings are outstretched. Flames dance from them i

Benjamin staggered to his sides, his limbs trembled and his breathing labored as his whole body seize up, he let out a low growl. Emily held Sydney with her freed hand, her talons digging into his flesh. He howled in pain as the flames sizzled his wrist, and he yanked his hand away. She seized the opportunity, summoning dark energies and flinging them at Sydney. The force of the blast knocked him off, sending him crashing into the shelf behind him. Books, papers, and knick-knacks went flying as he tumbled to the floor. Her wings burst from her back, as dark and glistening as midnight. She wrapped them protectively around Chris, shielding him as they plummeted from the window. The air rushed

Their claws clashed with my fire, and the heat that erupted blasted back through the field, knocking down trees and sending gravel skittering across the stone steps. Every strike I took, I felt their whispers in my bones: “Submit, child of fire. Return to the fold.” But I did not bend. I burned. And burned hotter. Link howled, shifting mid-strike, his claws shredding one of the creatures before they even landed. We moved in unison—his violence precise, mine volcanic. Three fell. Then four more. But it wasn’t over. From the treeline came a sound—low, guttural, almost human. And from the mist, a single figure stepped forward.

I can see the faint outline of what looks like wings spread behind her. Wings of fire that seem to take the shape of a heart… A piercing scream rips through the air as her power increases tenfold and surges into the sky, emanating in waves around her. I see the swirls of the flames behind her move before I see a tiny part of her left wing snap and shrivel into embers of ash. It’s too blinding to look at, and I’m forced to avert my gaze.