Wings Of Fire Lemon Wattpad Novels & Stories

“It won’t hurt, I promise.” Tentatively, he reached out with his little hand, his smile growing as his fingers touched the warmth of my dancing flames. He let out a little giggle and placed his whole hand into the fire, glancing at me with the happiest little smile on his face. I moved my hand and beamed at him, covering my little wound with the flames. A small sigh left me as I felt the blissful warmth spread throughout my leg, climbing up my hip before fading into my stomach.

She let her mouth wander back towards his parted lips before pressing her lips against his hungry ones in a slow yet soul scattering_lip smacking kiss while devouring every bit of his mouth with a sense of fury and passion. Frank could feel the familiarity in the rhythm of each taste and kisses and at the back of his haze mind_he was sure beyond reasonable doubt he was in a familiar place even though his eyes and hormones were deceiving him as he could only begged his mind to try and remember but it seemed he was speaking into oblivion cos he got nothing.

Believed she might destroy Aiden, Rowan—everyone. But then—Aiden’s hand squeezed hers, grounding her in the storm. His voice was steady, certain, unshakable. “No,” he said firmly. “You are not the fire, Evelynn. The fire is you.” And with those words, everything shifted. The flames within her no longer felt like chains. They felt like wings. Evelynn raised her hands, and the fire answered. Not in wild, reckless bursts—but in a controlled blaze that lit the storm-torn night like dawn breaking. The creatures hesitated, shadows quivering. Even Cassian faltered, his expression twisting for the first time into doubt.

His wings flared outward, brushing the stone and rattling chains somewhere in the room. “Both,” he growled again, “hands.” Her heart hammered. Her body trembled. His thrusts made it nearly impossible to think, let alone obey. Every thrust was dizzying. Every hit of his cock to the deepest parts of her channel made white fire flash behind her eyes. Apollo slammed into her without mercy, without restraint. He moved on pure fire-breathing, lust-filled adrenaline. Her free hand shook. She lifted it anyway, breath trembling, reaching for the second wing. But right before she touched it, the rhythm of his hips broke her concentration, and her hand snapped outward too suddenly.

But everything about him and me was the same, except for his beautiful golden eyes, which were flaming, his sliver white hair, which swirled with the air currents, and his gigantic white wings, which were bleeding. He was wounded! I almost had the impression that I was gazing into a mirror as he returned my vacuous glance. Not only were his wings leaking, but also both of his palms were gushing with blood, and blood immediately seeped through his shirt where his heart was. "He's going to ruin you, he's going to taint you!" He suddenly spoke and a shriller gasp sheared out of me as fire escalated around him in a circle and slowly, the fire inched toward him till it began to burn his skin. Whi

stop him as he took off flying high above the mansion. The three of us took off after him and circled around him to try and keep him from breathing fire. I mind linked Bo and told him if he got the chance to restrain Willix that he needed to take it and ground him as quick as possible to minimize the damage he was causing. Orange fire rained down and soon we were headed towards Jadeville. I knew my mate was still there trying to save as many people as he could. Bo and Caroline flanked Willix at the last minute and pushed him away from the town. Reya flew in front of him to try and stop the fire storm he was spraying over the land. I knew it was a risky move but I also knew that his fire was

He tugged at my hand, leading me to the swimming pool. It was winter, and the water was freezing. The moment I stepped in, the cold pierced through me. But when I saw the pleading look in his eyes, I kept searching, diving down again and again. However, there was nothing. I looked up and asked him, "Luca, are you sure you dropped it here? I can't see anything. What does it look like?" "It's a small golden car. Please, Aunt Shannon. I'm begging you." Clenching my teeth, I dove back into the water. I didn't know how long I had been searching when I suddenly heard Vivian's voice. "Luca, what are you doing here?"

I said calmly, "Before you destroy someone, let them have all the glory and recognition in the world first. I don't want Willow to stumble at the starting line. "I want her to soar as high as possible. When she's at her highest point, I'll clip her wings. So, when she falls, she'll fall from the clouds. The moment she hits the ground, she'll shatter and disintegrate completely."

Just you and me. Read this and remember what we were. Remember who you are when you’re with me. Don’t let them change you. I’ll come for you soon. Stay strong. —R. … Lena sat near the window, her fingers absently braiding a piece of her damp hair, the morning light silver and cold. The safe house was quiet for once. No teasing from Connie, no arguing over whose turn it was to clean up. Just the low hum of the heater and the smell of burnt toast drifting from the kitchen.

" I got it. That day, I realized I didn't have a home anymore. … In the morning, after I packed my luggage and came downstairs, Jillian walked up to me, holding a bowl of creamy mushroom soup. She beamed at me. "Wanda, try the breakfast I made for you." I looked at her fake grin, didn't say a word, and moved past her into the kitchen. Suddenly, she slipped, and the scalding soup dumped all over her. Mom and Dad came running when they heard the commotion. Their hearts shattered at the sight of the bright, angry burns on her hands.