Wings Of Fire Riptide Novels & Stories

He kept doing that until it was enough for the dead woman's body. "Drag it in," Raverine instructed Diego and Diego frowned at him. Diego held both her arms and dragged her down to the pit. Raverine picked the can of gasoline then bathed her with it. Diego withdrew the lighter from his pocket and quickly rolled the spark wheel of the lighter. "Can you get me that stick," Diego said to Raverine referring to the stick below him. Raverine picked it up and gave it to Diego then waited for the stick to flare up. When the stick was burning, Diego pouted and whispered, "Bye, my love."

She leapt up and sprinted towards the male, pushing fire from her feet to help her run faster. The male responded quickly, forming thin disks of water in the air. His head twisted unnaturally towards her and he flicked his wrist. Rhae instinctively put up a fire shield to block the never-ending onslaught of water disks that shot toward her. She had to repeatedly patch the shield as the water tore through it. One managed to make it through the shield whole and pierced her arm digging into her bone. She shrieked out in pain, reaching for it instinctively, but it fell into running water on contact and trickled down her arm. Rhae fell to one knee, using a hand to hold the wound on her arm.

Swoosh! The billowing flames were torn about easily like cloth and silk. Nonetheless, the impact of the fire also caused Maya's pale face to redden from the heat, and her skin was prickling in pain. "The Ursa Major's Blurred Shadows! Alkaid! Caspian roared, and his speed was double than before. It was as if he was a cannonball being shot out of its chamber, and without waiting for the waves of flames to disperse, Caspian directly pierced at Maya.

His head snapped up the second we arrived. His eyes glowing, inhuman, and pure white fire locked on me. “Violet,” he rasped, voice broken. Then he staggered to his feet, wings trembling, stormfire pouring off him in waves hot enough to blister the air. Dax set me down gently, but I was already running, bare feet on molten glass, pain forgotten, heart pounding so hard I thought it would shatter. “Riven!” He met me halfway, catching me as I launched myself at him. His arms crushed me to his chest, wings folding around us both like a cage of lightning and shadow.

His wings flared outward, brushing the stone and rattling chains somewhere in the room. “Both,” he growled again, “hands.” Her heart hammered. Her body trembled. His thrusts made it nearly impossible to think, let alone obey. Every thrust was dizzying. Every hit of his cock to the deepest parts of her channel made white fire flash behind her eyes. Apollo slammed into her without mercy, without restraint. He moved on pure fire-breathing, lust-filled adrenaline. Her free hand shook. She lifted it anyway, breath trembling, reaching for the second wing. But right before she touched it, the rhythm of his hips broke her concentration, and her hand snapped outward too suddenly.

He corrected amusement still present in his voice from the comment I made earlier. "It is surreal" "Who would've thought that you helping me unload a quarter ounce would lead to this," "Definitely not me," I mumbled truthfully finishing my glass as Jeremiah returned placing the three boxes on the coffee table sitting down. "Which is which?" he questioned "The wings are mine" I replied as my phone began ringing and I walked away going to the kitchen missing it by a second. I lifted it catching a miss call from Brittany, which was rare these days since she had been ghosting me for the past five days. I sighed suppressing my pride as I redialed her number placing the phone to my ear. It rang tw

"That meant my records were tampered with. If I had made a big deal out of it, everyone would've been investigated." He placed a USB drive on the table. "This drive contains the original copy of the safety report I submitted at that time and the edited version from the system. The timing is different, and the critical part has been deleted." I took it from him. "Would you like to cooperate with the investigation team and give your statement?" "Yeah," he replied, and his hands were no longer shaking. After I met Ryan, two other people came to me. One of them, Wendy Lynch, used to be a flight dispatcher. She had been terminated three years ago because she "hadn't performed up to expectations".

A large pair of wings made from fire had sprouted from his back sometime in the clutter and he was flapping them wildly. With every flap he spread air to the already raging fire below him. The ice shards melted instantly under the extreme heat. “His wings, go for the wings!” Raphael shouted, and he was right. I instantly forged a staff from ice and sent it hurtling through the air towards his wings. I thought because it was made of more ice than the shards it would withstand, but It melted before it even reached his wings.

I want her to know how much I need and want her. "Open your mouth Fem," I whispered before lunging in again. I bit her lower lip making her part it even more. My tongue went in and found its sweet counterpart. They danced in their own tunes while I explored her sweet mouth. Femella moaned and it was music to my ears. I pulled her soft body into my hard ridges. The fire has already been ignited and I will do everything for it not to be extinguished. I want it to burn me, burn her, and burn us. This flame we've ignited is not going to be killed any sooner.

When midnight approached, the Alpha of the rogues had a big fire made, and in it burned several herbs. With open arms, she begins to speak in a language that no one understands. The flames grow higher and higher and burn black and red as she, screaming louder and louder, casts the spell. With a roar that made the rogues whimper in fear, the flames break away from the fire and fly straight at the Red River Pack, covering the entire sky, and falling on the pack.