Wings Of Fire Graphic Novel Full Set Novels & Stories

" I started plotting everything the day I got into flight school and the Federal Aviation Administration. Everything also started that one afternoon, when I was 15 years old. Uncle Peter had laid the old records from the meteorological department in front of me. "Ethan, your mom could've been saved. It was your dad who refused to save her." While we were on the way home that day, Uncle Peter parked his cab under the street light. He grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the driver's seat and smoked half a cigarette. "If you want an explanation for this, study hard and rise to a position where you will have enough authority. Don't resort to violence. Just use a paper, a pen, and your brain."

my father who was just coming out said seeing me and rushing t my side to support me "my wolf want to come out" I must have screamed that cause I surely screamed that in my head "it is not yet time for you to shift until next week and your mate is not here" my mother try to reason with me My wolf sky said I should let her out so I just give her the permission and moreover the pain is too much for me "father see, she shift into her wolf without any pain and and her mate is not here " I heard my brother voice "I think it because half of his mark is still on her, we should get her outside" I heard my father said

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.

The feelings that connected us together, it was beyond words, it was primal, but it was also more. I opened my mouth and roared as my fire swirled around her, green and gold like my scales. A mate's flame would never hurt their mate. Nova glowed as she flapped her wings as my fire branded her and as she swooped and twirled around, the fire danced along with her, merging one with her, and before long, she was standing naked in the forest, a small emerald brand on her hips. She touched it with a finger and looked up at me, as I flew above her head.

“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.

*Last chapter! Yay! So someone is going to die. I know, spoiler much? Jsyk, I am crying way more than you are, if you do ಥ╭╮ಥ Listening to Before you go by Lewis Capaldi * * It was not easy at first. Having to pull men through tents and snap their heads, because there was a high possibility they would heal again. Yet he had to be thankful for the twins. Who psychotically, and happily set them on fire or drove Icicles through their head.

His large grey wolf growled and snarled at Damascus. Damascus threw a quick glance at Amara who was still unconscious on the side of the road. Damascus looked back and took in a deep breath, his body readied itself and unleashed an inferno on the grey wolf as it tried to charge towards Damascus. The animal whelped in pain as its fur caught fire like kindling. Damascus didn't wait for others to join their pack members and instead, Damascus grabbed Amara with his Dragon claws and took to the skies in a matter of seconds. He would fly the rest of the way to the airfield. They had no other choice.

I flipped a page. More of the same. I didn’t understand any of it. I was about to close it when something caught my eye. A drawing. Different from the others. It looked like… A creature. My breath caught. It wasn’t like anything I had seen before. It looked human… but not. There were lines coming from its back. Like wings. But not wings. Something sharper. Something… alive. I stared at it longer than I should have. Something about it made my chest feel tight.

Heat burst from my chest, wild and unstoppable, fire vomiting out of me in a torrent that melted the nets in a single breath. The ground split beneath me. Scales shimmered across my arms, black through with molten gold, crawling up my throat, down my ribs, until I was wrapped in it. My skin burned, and yet I felt invincible, every nerve alive with power too big for my body. My wings weren’t there, not yet, but I could feel them, ghosting out of my back, stretching wide, ready to blot out the sky. Heat rolled off me in waves that cracked the earth, setting the trees ablaze.