Wings Of Fire Ocs Novels & Stories

I make my way weaving between empty cabins and stopping in the clear center. My mate stands in burnt clothes that just barely cover her body. Her veins glow red as I watch the fire retract back into her. Silas is behind her ice overtakes the flames putting them out. I see her skin begin to glow and her eyes are golden. Two giant white wings burst from her back. Flames overtake them and she looks to the sky. Every muscle in her body is flexed and she screams the pain finally hits me and I gasp for air. I shift back on my hands and knees gasping for air.

The world behind us was an inferno of violet and gold. As the jet roared into the sky, I watched through the reinforced glass as the Moretti Estate—the place of my nightmares and my rebirth—shrank into a glowing ember on the Tuscan horizon. Adrian had pressed the button, but Killian had been right. The fire didn't consume us; it seemed to bow to him, parting like a red sea as he carried me through the flames and into the waiting aircraft.

I didn’t want to pull on my wings because I really liked the hoodie I was wearing, and my wings would make mincemeat of it. I caught her eyes and all I could see was anger and hatred boiling in them. I pushed with my aura so hard my hands felt like fire against her arms. She started making a sound that was close to pain and then suddenly Cash pulled us apart. I was now standing behind Cash as he faced the clawing wolf himself. “Stop it, before you get hurt!” Cash growled at her. She immediately stopped and started sobbing as she quickly rubbed the burn marks on her arms that my hands had left behind.

“Tell me. How has your recovery been in the last few days? What memories have you regained? Have you reconnected to anyone you know?” “Fine, none and not really, unless you count the doorman in my apartment building,” his reply was dry, but Dr. Temple laughed heartily, touching his injured wrist with the tips of her fingers. As subtly as he could, he pulled his wrist away. He wasn’t sure if the burn was because of her touch in particular or if it was just the injury itself, but he found the sensation unbearable. She narrowed her reddish-brown eyes at him for a moment and then resumed her eerie smiling expression.

Next to me, the spectator stands crumble where my fire has been burning. As I try to regain my footing, I feel the harpoons pulling in opposite directions, effectively grounding me. I shriek, partly in pain and partly in anger. I see Ishir rushing to one of the harpoon launchers trying to break the chain to the harpoon. I blow fire everywhere I can as my wings continue to be jerked, stretched and torn. I turn, intending to blow fire on the first person that harpooned me when I see Cedric fighting with him, trying to take him out.

FIRA'S POV The Alpha King of Fire did not answer my question, he walked away from me instead. He left me hanging, questioning what happened to me and him after the death of my mother. Why do I have this symbol of Fire in my wrist? I badly need an answer. I was staring at my wrist for so long. I was the weak Omega who had no longer time in this world because if I made a mistake, they were no mercy. They can kill me or worse, it includes my family. If they knew that I had this kind of symbol, the Betas would suffer me to death. Everyone in this kingdom would treat me like an animal until this symbol gradually erases.

She reached out and gently stroked behind Whisper’s ears, who in turn, closed her eyes at the gentle touch. ‘What happened, so long ago, Whisper? In all my memories of Clarissa, I have not seen you once, until a moment ago. Where were you when I burned? Did you know what was happening to all the witches?' Whisper opened her eyes and in the next moment, Faye was sure she’d passed out and was in the middle of a surreal dream. What happened next, was something she could never fully grasp or explain. It was a moment which defied logic or expectation. A moment simply rooted, in belief.

You would have to start your search again, knowing that she, the alpha, would do everything she could to find him before you. - But that's not much help. – one of the dragons says.- Lucifron will be without his Fireheart. - But Gary would be out of the witch's control, perhaps enough time for Lucifron to find him and save him. And his maid had a chance to recover. - Let's go back to the oasis. Now we know how to get in and out. We talk there. - Moon says. The phoenix lands and flaps her wings and a feather for each of them appears. They start the journey back, and before leaving the enchanted forest, Sun makes warm clothes appear for everyone.

A life where existing meant enduring. Alpha Marcus had sent me to collect fresh blossoms for the ceremony. His words still echoed in my head: “Don’t come back with nothing, or you’ll regret it.” I knew better than to return empty-handed. The last time I failed him, I couldn’t sit properly for three days. My stomach knotted at the memory. I wandered deeper into the woods, keeping my senses sharp. The sun was only beginning to rise above the trees, casting golden fingers of light through the canopy. As I walked, my thoughts wandered,unwanted memories surfacing like bruises beneath the skin.

I didn’t want to argue with her in front of Justin, so I said, "I need you to come with me." "I’m not coming with you, and you can’t fire him," She said. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. Day by day, she gets more stubborn. "If you don’t come with me, I swear to God I will fire him, and I will make sure he never gets hired again," I said, my voice heavy with sincerity. I won’t hesitate to do that — after all, I don’t even care about Justin. Osline hesitated, but when she saw the sad look on Justin’s face, her heart must have melted, because she finally gave in. "Fine. I’ll go with you."