Wings Of Fire Icewing Novels & Stories

I’d barely been able to keep them a secret during my first shift but by the Goddess was I glad I did. People began to murmur again, praising Carys, “How can this be?” I heard Vivian mutter to my father who was looking equally stunned. “A snowflake on her forehead! How rare!” “And look at those wings! They’re gorgeous!” “Much more powerful than Freya’s.” The snowflake symbolised my father’s pack, The Ice Heart Pack and my wings must’ve come from my mother’s in the Feather Wing Pack. They were large and beautiful as Carys flexed them for all to see.

Had Severin not revealed his pursuit of spiritual fire and his practice of the Lotus Divine Attack, the Icicle Flame might have continued to languish without ever being used. Severin reached out to the Icicle Flame and channeled an immense surge of the power of heaven and earth. The power enveloped the flames within his grasp, and Severin sensed the surrounding spiritual energy being incinerated into nothingness as he held the flame in his hand.

They flare on either side of me and when I stand, the points arch to encompass a wide scope of the ground, causing the others to back away in shock. Because I have wings. Wings of fire.

Aeron will remain by our side all day; she will come to my room when it is time to retire to bed. We did not need the protection, but my father insisted, especially since I was a beta wolf like my mother. Ivory, on the other hand, was different. She gave both Alpha and Beta vibes. Her wolf was also weird, but we had kept it within the family. Her ocean-blue eyes did not help either. They looked like that of Rukkaya, Gaddafi's niece. They called it ghost eyes.

- The wolf in me is called Gift, and the dragon in me is called Heaven. - So you're a mix of the two? - Lucfron asks the wolf with dragon wings and reptile eyes. No, Daddy. We are separate entities but can merge to better protect Keh. One day, we will spit fire. Keh shifts back and is tired, almost falling. Lucifron runs to cover his naked body, but before that happens, Keh smells the air, and two words form in his head: “mate” and “fireheart.” His and Selene's eyes meet, and she approaches him, kneeling before him.

Just a deadline and silence. But I’d heard whispers. Rumors of twin heirs. One called Enzo… the Ice Prince. Known for being stoic, composed, and emotionless. And the other… Ezekiel… the cursed fire. Reckless, unpredictable, and wild as a rogue moon. No one had seen them in Skybound. Not until today. And I had no idea which one was mine. The doors shut behind me with a sound that made my bones vibrate. Gasps fluttered as I entered.

The roar of the crowd was supposed to feel like home. Sebastian Cruz had spent fifteen years chasing that sound. The thunder of ten thousand voices shaking the rafters. The slam of bodies against plexiglass. The screech of blades carving ice. It lived in his bones. It pumped through his veins like blood. Tonight, it sounded like a funeral. 3 to 1. The scoreboard hung above center ice like a tombstone, glowing red with defeat. Vancouver Storm at home. Calgary Snow Wolves visiting. And the man responsible for two of those three goals was currently gliding past the Storm bench, his number 17 jersey a walking insult.

Silence crashed through the hall. My breathing turned ragged and my vision blurred red. Even Serena stumbled backward. Then Aiden slowly pushed himself off the wall. His dark eyes locked onto mine and he smiled wider. Like he finally found something interesting. My wolf snarled. For the first time in my life, I wanted to destroy someone. And his name was Aiden Cross. I left without looking at anyone. I knew my father would be angry with me because of it but right now I didn't care. I couldn't tolerate seeing that jerk’s face anymore.

"ha ha ha ha...i don't have to play kid. You can't possibly tell me that my ice powers isn't a match to yours. Your only a young pup who knows nothing about her powers... I'm a hundred year old dragon king. You can do a thing! You think fire can't mix with ice? I'm sure fire can mix well With fire Can't it? " He snapped at me with a smirk. And growled letting out a hot fire ball right towards me. It came as a surprise and I couldn't act quick. I released a small portion of hot fire lava right at him but when it came in contact with his own fire it joined forces and started moving right back at me. I quickly ducked and picked up Cole. From the floor rushing away from the direct aim of the

I had earlier on made a constructive prophecy that came out of simple imagination and suspicion about something relating to cold and ice on conjunction with the winter. Seemed I was right though, I’m always right. The winter comes with unimaginable cold, sometimes overwhelming and brutal. We all know that living things like to take cold substances but in ourselves, we don’t want to get extremely cold as the substance. How dare venture into the ice road or ice water, seems death is beaconing on you. No one with his or her right senses goes in contact with ice. That’s the same way it is with our lives. When we are cold within, we scare people away likewise when we are too hot. Life needs to be