Wings Of Fire Qibli X Winter Romane & Geschichten

Two witches raised their staffs, braiding their incantations into a burning spiral aimed directly at her heart. The Bond Surges Something broke open inside her. A rush of heat and frost surged through her veins, gold and silver light burning beneath her skin. Selene’s eyes blazed as she thrust her hands forward. A wall of flame erupted — laced with frost, burning cold and hot at once. The wolves slammed into it, howling as steam erupted from their fur. Witchfire bent sideways, sputtering out as it hit her shield. Frost crept along the ground in spirals, while fire arced overhead like a burning crown.

He rescued me from the dark depths, lifting me into a world filled with possibility. He became my lifeline and my refuge. I used to think being a werewolf was a curse. I believed it isolated me from others, forcing me to battle the unending urges of every mating season. But now, I realized it was the greatest blessing heaven could have bestowed upon me. Through my identity, I found my connection to Tucker. He gave me a love unlike any other, one that would stay with me until my final breath. I closed my eyes, sinking into the familiar comfort of Tucker's embrace. Through each sunrise and each nightfall, I was sure he'd always be there with me.

“You’re my blood. My heir. That is enough.” She shook her head, tears threatening. “You don’t understand. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve been weak.” “Celeste.” Cedric’s tone sharpened, but there was no cruelty in it, only conviction. “You lived when others would not have. You endured what would have broken most. Weak? No. You are the Winters flame reborn. And whether you believe it yet or not, you belong here.” Lysandra finally closed the distance, cupping Celeste’s face in trembling hands. “We’ve waited so long. Too long. Whatever shadows cling to you, whatever you fear we’ll see, it doesn’t matter. You are ours. Nothing changes that.”

They were also Raven Shifters, making them even more special in the Fafner Kingdom since 90% of our country's inhabitants hand four legs and no wings. I raised my hand and gathered a small amount of warmth around my palm and fingers, creating a thin glove of flames that I pressed against my brother. I splayed my fingers and wiggled them through his fur, adding a little pressure when I finally reached the roots and the heat of his skin. Staring at the dancing flames that harmlessly brushed by his dark brown pelt, I focused on my connection to my twin, envisioning a bridge in my mind that connected me to him.

I reply as I release my power. My hair turns red and my eyes go ashen. I aim straight for the demon's stomach as my flame eats away at his blackened tendrils. A screech of agony is given from the demon prince as I continue to blast him, my energy drains quickly as I give a worried look at Knight who's fingers have begun shooting purple sparks at the demon. Wrapping around him, and dragging him towards us. The demon doesn't realize it yet, but he has already lost.

- The wolf in me is called Gift, and the dragon in me is called Heaven. - So you're a mix of the two? - Lucfron asks the wolf with dragon wings and reptile eyes. No, Daddy. We are separate entities but can merge to better protect Keh. One day, we will spit fire. Keh shifts back and is tired, almost falling. Lucifron runs to cover his naked body, but before that happens, Keh smells the air, and two words form in his head: “mate” and “fireheart.” His and Selene's eyes meet, and she approaches him, kneeling before him.

They both were fighting furiously. Winter threw the rogue male vampire a few feets away and jumped on his body with the stake in her hand .The vampire grabbed her wrist tried to push her off him .Winter took the advantage and sunk her sharp teeth into the cold flesh of the vampire and began to drain his blood,the vampire pushed her shoulder but as he was loosing the blood rapidly his body was getting weak. Winter lifted her hand and stabbed him on his heart . She stood up, walked back and gave me the control back . I quickly used my blue flame magic to burn his body.The vampire burned until it changed into ashes.

“You are my guardian angel in human form, Hunter. You may be wingless… but you’re just as magnificent, just as beautiful as an angel would be. I love you.” “I love you more.” he said gently kissing my lips again. I raised a brow at him. “Really? How could you be so sure that you love me more?” He gave me a playful grin. Then in a serious voice, he said, “Because I traded my wings just to be with you, beautiful.” As we kissed again under the stars and the lovers’ moon, I vowed to prove him wrong. I have the rest of our lives to show him that I love him… exactly as much as he loves me.

I had earlier on made a constructive prophecy that came out of simple imagination and suspicion about something relating to cold and ice on conjunction with the winter. Seemed I was right though, I’m always right. The winter comes with unimaginable cold, sometimes overwhelming and brutal. We all know that living things like to take cold substances but in ourselves, we don’t want to get extremely cold as the substance. How dare venture into the ice road or ice water, seems death is beaconing on you. No one with his or her right senses goes in contact with ice. That’s the same way it is with our lives. When we are cold within, we scare people away likewise when we are too hot. Life needs to be

Every other time one of her past selves had died Lawrence s release from the flames and into the Announcer had been simultaneous. Something was different; something that was making her see things that couldnt possibly be real. Wings on fire. Daniel! she cried out. What looked like Daniels wings soared through waves of flames, catching fire but not smoldering, as if they were made of fire. All she could make out were white wings and violet eyes. Daniel? The fire rolled across the darkness like a giant wave across an ocean. It crashed onto an invisible shore and washed furiously over Lawrence , rushing up her body, over her head, and far behind her.