Wings Of Fire Rainwing Novels & Stories

It was as though she couldn’t stop, as though she feared that stopping would mean acknowledging the storm raging inside her. Aiden stepped forward cautiously, his voice soft but firm. “Amira,” he said, reaching out to her. “It’s over.” She didn’t respond, her shoulders heaving as she continued to pull the useless trigger. Gently, Aiden wrapped his hands around hers, easing the gun from her grip. “It’s over,” he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. As soon as the gun left her hands, Amira collapsed against him, her knees giving out. Aiden caught her, his strong arms wrapping around her trembling frame. He held her tightly, his chest a solid wall of comfort against her broken sobs.

I mean, “Will you do me a favor and get lost?” he said while fixing the hem of his fitted dress shirt, “Why didn’t Xerxes come? He knew about this one, my god,” he dramatically fixed his hair on his forehead. “You’re there, nothing to worry about,” the woman said, “Come on, let’s get this done,” All of us were divided based on our factions; The Canine, The Dawn, The Sabletail, The Wildridge, and The Averrant.

He was just standing in the sunlight, and Ravi squinted as he saw something gleaming in the man's hand. Ravi focused his vision further to ensure that the object the man held wasn't what he thought it was. The man's hand moved, still gazing, and Ravi's eyes widened when he could see clearly. Ravi froze, subconsciously gripping Raymond's wrist tightly. He saw a shimmering sword smeared with red liquid that was undoubtedly blood. But it didn't end there. Ravi froze further without realizing it, tightening his hold on Raymond's wrist as he observed the man's wings, which were white and almost identical to Raymond's. The wings flapped, and he flew away somewhere.

Ragnar and Luca led the charge, wolves slamming into the new wave of creatures, their snarls echoing like thunder. Blood slicked the ground, the clash of fang and steel ringing through the clearing. Raven didn’t falter. She leapt into the air, silver flames igniting into wings at her back for the briefest moment, carrying her above the serpents. She came down like a falling star, fire exploding outward as her claws sank into the earth. The blast ripped through the clearing, flames devouring the shadow beasts in a wave of light. The mist shrieked, Selene’s creations writhing as they burned.

Ash still drifted in the air like black snow, settling over ruins that had once been Dawnspire’s proud walls. Serenya’s lungs burned with smoke and power as she struggled to hold herself aloft. Her new wings—woven of starlight and fire—shivered with exhaustion, dimming at the edges. Below, Thalric’s broken crown lay in shards, but the man himself rose from the ashes, alive, his form cloaked in a new and terrible shadow.

The Spirit of the Wolves stood tall and calm, but the weight of her rage simmered beneath her serenity. Beside her, Nalia lifted her chin, fire crackling at her fingertips. Her flames surged upward, engulfing her body until she stood as Saelari, radiant and terrifying. Her wings spread wide behind her, burning with the full might of the phoenix lineage. The cavern walls reflected her power, casting the room in flickering hues of gold and scarlet.

Our family. Caden lights the boat. A moment of peace. Then— Explosions. Fireballs erupt from the trees, from the ground, from the sky. Screams erupt again. Humans flood our land with machine guns and war cries, turning sacred ground into a battlefield. Blood spills into the lake as I drag Caden behind cover, the scent of betrayal coating the air. ——— The city burns red with war. I stand soaked in blood, Caden at my side, unshakable. His fire dances across his skin like a crown of vengeance. Behind us, wolves from every pack rise—Alphas, Betas, Warriors. United. Deadly.

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.

Uriel – The archangel who takes you out of the darkness and into the divine truth. As soon as Hunter’s smirk faded from his face, we saw bright lights streak the skies, followed by the loud, booming sounds of thunder. A few seconds later, heaven let out its wrath and large drops of water soaked our skin.

I paused before filling them in on what I saw in the woods. Silence filled the room minus Christopher making car noises on the floor. Dean was pacing behind the couch. Rose was sitting as if a statue. “We need to leave.” Scarlet’s shaky voice broke the silence. “What if Alpha James doesn’t let us?” Rose asked. “He can’t argue a pack switch for your family, I have already oathed you in.” Wayne replied. I watched silently as they discuss the different ways they can tell Alpha James but all I could think about is that my friendship put them at risk. I got up silently and stepped away to the kitchen trying to calm myself. I wanted to run. A part of me wondered if Luccuas would leave everyone alo