Wings Of Fire Lemon Wattpad Novels & Stories

He let out another ear-piercing screech as he burst into flames. “Show off!” I heard Evan moan with jealousy under his breath. I gently brushed my fingers over his arm and smiled at him, letting him know that I thought he was special too. I then looked back at Mason who's chest was now heaving as he breathed heavily. His lust and testosterone were just oozing out of every pore, and my body couldn't fight it any longer. The burning and electrical buzz were flying all around my body. I began tingling all over and finally let my body do what it was begging to do. I screeched into the air as my own wings fanned out, eyes already fully illuminated I screeched even higher as I burst into my own br

Wyatt immediately covered my eyes for me, “He wants you to touch him Brianna, so don’t be scared of him, you can feel his wings and anything else you see fit.” I could feel a whoosh of warm air around us and a loud, piercing, squawking sound as Wyatt dropped his hands. The boy's sense of awe rippled through me as my eyes took in the Phoenix, temporarily covered in flames before it quickly snuffed the flames out and left a breathtaking bird in its place.

I left without waiting for her reply. I ran to the nearest hill point. I sat down on a bench and gasped for air. While taking long breaths, Georges' Voice echoed in my mind, "Who's your first love?" Clouds started thundering, indicating the heavy rainfall that's going to occur. But my mind was too busy to notice that warning, as it's busy reminiscing about the past. The past that holds both good and bad memories. A loud thunder followed by lightening, brought back all memories which I buried deep down in my heart.

“Do you like them?” “Love them,” I whispered. “If you could only see them too.” Tears welled up in my eyes. I really wished he could see where we are right now. It was a place as magnificent and as perfect as he was. “I would rather see your face as you look at them. What I wouldn’t give to see it right now,” he said in a sad voice. I leaned forward and gave him a hug. “Thank you!” I whispered. Then I reached up and found his lips. He kissed me thoroughly... right there… in the middle of the fireflies.

*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.

This is a sick, demented, joke! My anger and frustration at the fucked up situation reach a new time high! First, I went to Troy, and we all know what happened! Now, I am stuck in fucking Pompeii! Probably right before the gluttonous bitch, Vesuvius blows her top and destroys the whole city! What the hell did I do to the fairies deemed this as a just punishment? All I said was, "I don't believe in fairies!" I come from the 21st Century, where magic doesn't exist! Only technology. I think dying in the arms of the man I loved was punishment enough! But NOOOOOO!

My dad only replied, "The weather is bad today. The aircraft can't take off." With that, he ended the call. Hugging Mom, whose heart had stopped beating, Uncle Peter sat in the corridor outside the emergency room the whole night. The next day, someone posted a photo on the local forum. In the photo, a white Cessna flew across the sky, with pink petals drifting down from the aircraft. The sky was clear. … In the afternoon, my secretary, Annie Grant, knocked on the door. "Mr. Lowe, we've received a call from Zach Airways. They asked if you've finished reviewing the file sent by Mr. Zimmerman and when you will be able to approve it."

Their wings spread wide until they broke through the thin walls of the place I’ve called home for over a year. My attention flickers to the helpless fish near my bed, and he watches the scene before him with big, pressured eyes. But he’s safe. For now. With a fiery breath, Finn torches the bag on the floor. Silver and gold burst out from the magically enclosed bag. The spellbook burned as it wafted through the air, singed and burning, causing ash to drift about. "Stop. Stop!" It burns my palms, but the paper is nothing more than crisps of ash when they hit my skin. I sink to my knees staring around at the destruction of my home. All my hard work lies in ashes, and there’s nothing I can do ab

The person stuttered, "M-Mr. Zalmer… are you saying D-Dr. Zal—Winifred—is your daughter?" Serena ignored the crowd and moved the cursor to play the surveillance footage. In it, I wore a white laboratory coat and wore a surgical mask as I meticulously worked on an experiment. Everything seemed normal. Just then, the glass beaker before me caught on fire without warning. Flames soon shot to the sky as a thick plume of smoke came from the beaker. Upon seeing that, Raiden pointed at the screen and exclaimed, "There! Winifred, you must've done something wrong. Don't worry, though. I can endure your punishment on your behalf!"

His eyes were like a whirlpool oozing with honey as they drew me into the vortex. He ended the kiss too abruptly. I felt hot and uncomfortable as soon as his warm lips left mine. I was going to need to change out my underwear for some fresh ones. Austin held on to me tightly, resting his head against my shoulder. Then, he said slowly, "If I improve again next time, can I get another wish?" I could guess what he was going to say next. I gulped anxiously. "I want to be inside you." I looked into his eyes and realized that I'd found my answer. My eyes turned watery as I nodded at once, leaning forward to kiss him again.