Wings Of Fire Peril And Clay Kiss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Benjamin staggered to his sides, his limbs trembled and his breathing labored as his whole body seize up, he let out a low growl. Emily held Sydney with her freed hand, her talons digging into his flesh. He howled in pain as the flames sizzled his wrist, and he yanked his hand away. She seized the opportunity, summoning dark energies and flinging them at Sydney. The force of the blast knocked him off, sending him crashing into the shelf behind him. Books, papers, and knick-knacks went flying as he tumbled to the floor. Her wings burst from her back, as dark and glistening as midnight. She wrapped them protectively around Chris, shielding him as they plummeted from the window. The air rushed

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on

My body started to burn. I pleaded again for whomever it was, to stop. “I can’t..breath..who are..you?” I said in between breaths as he laid against my back, pressing the length of his body into me. “Emm..shhhh..soon..soon my little dove. Your lovely..wings..will be clipped..ahh..” He sat up behind me, keeping the rhythm of the flickering flames against the wall.

If it was a normal person, I'm sure that his hand would have been pierced due to the heat. But I know that it is not affected by the fire. He's a Basilisk and fire could not kill him, nor harm him. Faris suddenly walked towards us and I took a step back when he came towards me. Take this. He said that my blood almost came to my head. Is he crazy? Who in their right mind would touch a burning rock? That's why I shook my head so fast that it seemed like my neck was about to break from shaking so much. It was still smoking and I could see that it was burning.

His wings wrap around us—warm, protective, the scent of ember and cedar thick. Scales hot against my skin as I trace them. Hands everywhere—mine in his hair, his on my waist, pulling me close. The dress falls away—sunrise silk pooling like liquid gold. His shirt follows. Skin on skin. Heat on heat. We fall to the bed. Slow. Then not. Every touch a vow renewed. Every gasp a promise. The sky outside answers—my sunrise flaring brighter, painting the room gold and rose. His wings flare wide—shadow and fire.

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

She was magnificent in her flames and sparks flew all around her. Wayne raised an eyebrow as she growled at him. Her heat reached to him and his chill spread out to mix with it. The mix of heat and chill spread wide in waves. “Let's get this done and over with,” Wayne stated and attacked. The Firewolf wasn't caught off guard as she had also lunged towards him. They clashed, and a loud bang clapped back into the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder across the clouds.

Kissing Kairos felt like licking fire. Everything about the way that his lips pressed into mine was like a match being lit up. The way he wrapped his hands around my wrists, the way his hips were pressing into mine. It all lit me up. So, it shouldn’t have been a surprise that I burst into flames. Yet it shocked me, and the man holding me. He jerked back as if I’d scorched him and stared at me as the flames licked my chin. Just as fast as they came on, they were out. Kairos’s eyes searching mine frantically. I could tell he was trying to figure out if the fire that burst out of my skin was defensive or excitement.

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.

The person on the other side stated. I had to clear my throat before I could respond “Angels shouldn’t have clipped wings.” “I understand hold just a moment.” The man that had answered pressed a few buttons and before I knew it, I could hear June’s voice through the phone, “Are you safe?” June was straight to the point, but in her line of work I assume she had to be.