Wings Of Fire Homosexuality Novels & Stories

Give in. I closed my eyes and felt him deep inside me. I felt him clawing away in there, and I let go, dropping whatever barrier was holding him back. A ring of fire spread across my eyes. My entire body was a light yellow fire with bright orange and red tips. Wings erupted from my shoulder blades, spreading wide beside me. They were covered in orange and deep red flames. Every step I took turned the sand on the shore into glass.

“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.

But I knew he would test my faith and resolve from time to time- like now in the realm of sleep—a place where I could so easily close my eyes and shut out the harrowing cries of innocence. I had grown up to be ashamed of my wings; they always reminded me of how different I was, how unnatural and damned. I can count the times I have shown them to people on one hand. One! My mother! That is it! So, it seemed fitting to unleash my one white, one black wing in a world where they belonged; the world where dreams and nightmares entwined so flawlessly you hardly noticed! Ultimately it was up to me which side prevailed, good or evil, light or dark, dreams or nightmares.

, she continued, " and trust me no matter how hard you try to deny it yourself, your consciousness, your true self will always remind you that hey, you're into boys, not girls" " But the Bible condemns being a homosexual, it clearly specifies that those who engage in homosexual acts will be damned in hell", the cute freshman said, gesturing with his hands, his beautiful brown eyes filled with confusion and uncertainty, making me feel the need to go over to him and give him a hug because he really looked as if he needed one.

"What?!" Charon stepped back. "Impossible!" From the fire, I rose. Not whole. Not healed. But burning with something they couldn’t name. "You called me weak," I said, voice shaking the underworld. My eyes blazed. My hands flared with silver fire. "You called me human." Wings spread from my back—half raven, half flame. "You spat on my corpse." Chains formed in the air—made of spirit light. I shattered them with one word.

"My father once married a human who is now my mother. None of the elves had married humans before, and my father was the first to do so. They all opposed it, and when I was born, my parents were killed because I had black wings. No one could kill me at that time when my wings naturally protected me." "How could marrying a human be a sin?" Ravi asked, becoming more serious than before. He gazed at Raymond, who now also returned his gaze with eyes that were once bright but now dimmed. Raymond hugged Ravi tighter than before, resting his head on Ravi's open shoulder. "My father raped my mother until she became pregnant and then married her. They said she shouldn't marry because she was a nun."

Arms crossed at all times—unless dragging someone out or blocking a door. Content Warning: This story contains themes and depictions of sxual assult, r*pe, non-consensual acts, gr*oming, sx traffcking, and dr*g use. Reader discretion is strongly advised. These topics are part of the narrative and may be distressing or triggering for some individuals. Please take care while reading.

I believed a lot could happen in a short span of time. Yet, it made me wonder if Onyx had liked him all along, or if it was just a newfound crush. “I don't have much to say in that case,” I told her firmly. “I won't see him differently if that's what you're worried about. Being homosexual isn't frowned upon by my people,” I explained, shrugging my shoulders in a casual gesture. “Onyx is entitled to like whoever he likes.” I paused, taking a moment to emphasize my point. “It doesn't change anything between us.”

Her mouth hung open as she finally looked up into my eyes. He saw his opening and in a rush he said, “Honey, I’m a wolf. My wolf recognized you. You’re my mate. I’m just trying to get to know my other half. Also, my sister would beat my ass if I didn’t respect women. I just want to talk. Can we please just talk?”

"Don't come in, Serena! This place is about to blow! You guys need to run!" Raiden was still heading out with Celia in his arms, but he paused when he heard my words. He looked back in disbelief at me. All warmth left his eyes, as though he were looking at a stranger. "How am I now realizing you're so sly, Winifred? "The firefighters will be here and can control the flames in half an hour! What will our colleagues think of me now that you're saying this place will blow up? Can't you be a little more considerate like Celia?"