Wings Of Fire Oc Novels & Stories

~ Amara ~ "Amara, stay back! Get to the gates now!" Gideon’s voice was a ragged scream that barely cut through the roar of the fire. The orange light was blinding. It turned the dark garden into a nightmare of shifting, red shadows. I could feel the heat on my skin, stinging and dry like a desert wind. The West Wing of Moore Crest was no longer a building. It was a wall of pure fire. Thick, black smoke curled into the night sky like heavy snakes. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard it felt like it might actually break.

she said with a chuckle. ‘Your heat. Your fire will set me right. Just flame up that hand again and place it on me.’ Olive didn't hesitate. She flames up her hand again and placed it a little way from her leg. She saw the flame spread through the small spaces between his scales and travel farther away. The flame spread through his entire body, even to his enormous orange wings. It was like he was on fire. The dragon lifted his wings and flapped them massively, then he stood on his hind legs and roared. Olive held tight to his spike for dear life.

He looked so powerful as he started to bound towards me. When he got to me, he placed one large paw on Theo's upper arm. When he removed his paw, I gasped when I saw the paw shaped mark that looked like it had been burned onto Theo's skin. The mark started to glow from a bright red to a brilliant gold. Theo's golden eyes shot open. His glowing eyes were so bright, it almost hurt to look at them.With one fluid movement, Theo was on his feet. His massive wings were on fire. Then, his wings started to move as his feet started to hover above the ground. His whole body was covered in flames;Golden flames that moved and circled him like an aura. He stretched out his hands and there was a sudden bu

I collapsed to my knees, clutching my chest as the agony intensified, my vision blurring with tears. “Bella!” Edward’s voice broke through the haze, panic laced in his tone. The fire in my veins erupted, and I screamed as the room filled with blinding light. The pain struck like a lightning bolt, sharp and unforgiving, coursing through every vein and bone in my body. I screamed, clutching my chest as the heat inside me burned hotter and brighter. The first change came with a searing sensation across my back. I arched in agony as my skin tore, giving way to something new. Wings burst forth in a fiery inferno, massive and powerful, their cerulean with purple edges shimmering with iridescent h

I can see the faint outline of what looks like wings spread behind her. Wings of fire that seem to take the shape of a heart… A piercing scream rips through the air as her power increases tenfold and surges into the sky, emanating in waves around her. I see the swirls of the flames behind her move before I see a tiny part of her left wing snap and shrivel into embers of ash. It’s too blinding to look at, and I’m forced to avert my gaze.

“I don’t…” “He’s burnin’, baby girl.” “No,” she said shaking her head, blank and dazed. An EMT appeared out of nowhere, gently lifted Keira out of her arms and started CPR, and she looked at him in confusion. “But…” That was when Scars began to scream. And Zoe knew, knew with everything that she had, that her beautiful, shining avenging angel had just had his wings burned right off him. He was on fire. ****

I didn't bother to go to the center because they themselves moved away from me. "She if this place will be destroyed it will be replace tomorrow yes?" I asked her. She suddenly grinned. Okay. Let the show begin. I closed my eyes and waited for my body to warm up. I heard my classmates sigh and when I woke up I knew my eyes were a different color and I was surrounded by fire. I started to throw fires until it became a lot. I made wings that are made of fire and go above. I, then started to absorb the fire that I created. My father always told me to clean my mess so I won't mess up. Lol. That's funny.

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.

The moment the last drop hit the fire, the Pack Soul exploded with life. The flames shot up, higher than I’d thought possible, roaring with such intensity that I could feel the heat against my skin. The wind tore through the clearing, and the flames began to shift, molding into the shape of a massive, ferocious wolf. Its glowing form howled towards the heavens before shifting, transforming into a stunning phoenix with wings of fire.

Because they had. "Jameson." Marco appeared in the doorway, his expression grim. "We'll handle the cleanup. You two should go." I nodded. "Make it quick." "Always do." Cat and I walked out of the safe house together, leaving Fiona's body behind. The sun was setting over Chicago, painting the sky in shades of orange and red. Blood and fire. Fitting. "You know what this means?" I asked as we reached the car. Cat looked at me. "What?"