Wings Of Fire Scavenger Novels & Stories

Yet again, none responded to him. "Nevea, love, hang in there. I'll take you out." He scooped her body, carrying her in a bridal style. The moment he spun around, a big frame on the first floor made his breath stuck in his throat. "Wings." Inside the frame were beautiful white wings. It blended perfectly with the rest of the wall decoration that he completely missed the first time he saw it. As if everything wasn't enough, fire ate the wings away. At the same time, Nevea's cry of agony then infiltrated Zach's senses. Words formed under the frame, making his jaw harden.

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.

Azile sprinkled the powder she had been carrying from the witch's palace to release the wings. Azile told the wings, "Fly... Fly to your Black Queen" The released wings fluttered heavily and flew to their owner. As the wings left the Forbidden Tower, the flocks of Igikran too returned to the witch palace along with Azile. ***** In the meantime, in the Magma-Chamber Karen received the hint from the spy bird sent by Nora, who had a deal to help Karen find Akshara. Karen called out to Zohan, "Zohan, be ready with our pack. It's time. "

My brothers and I materialized out of the way just in time but the force of the flames hit Katrina and her sisters like a whirlwind, knocking them back into the forest line. “Katrina!” Rowen yelled, and he materialized to her side. I didn’t even have time to process what had just happened, before I realized that the entire field was going up in flames around us. “Ice, use ice!” I hollered to my brothers. Instantly we sent a barrage of ice shards and crystals hurtling towards Sage. He was still above us in the air. A large pair of wings made from fire had sprouted from his back sometime in the clutter and he was flapping them wildly.

“Hey! I will save you, hold on.” Seeing Andy arrive, a ray of hope radiated from the old man's face, then he fainted from inhaling too much smoke. Andy looked around, searching for any usable tools. However, he found nothing. Suddenly, wings emerged from behind his back; he flapped his wings and then placed the two men on his shoulders. The fire moved aside, making his path smooth without any obstacles. Andy walked without fear, his hands, and face now feeling severe burns as he approached the door. He didn't realize his wings had disappeared, and Andy burst out carrying the two men on his shoulders.

“I know you aren’t a fan of asking for favors but I think the time has come to call in Hawk. He is the only one I know that has the means to protect her.” I weighed his words carefully. Hawk owed me a few favors, and we had worked together in the past, but I have never asked him to be a part of our network. Hawk had a good heart, but there were special circumstances which is why he was not involved with Clipped Wings. Whiz was right though; Hawk did have the means to protect Ophelia. As I thought it over the idea became more appealing to me because since Hawk was not involved in the organization then hardly anyone besides Whiz and myself would know where she was.

She still refused to let go of that purse. Whatever is in there matters to her more than the pain. I parked the car in the building garden. “Wait here. I’ll be back.” She didn’t argue. She didn’t ask anything. Maybe shock swallowed her voice. But I wasn’t worried about that. I was worried about what I was about to do. The guards were still there. Three of them. On the ground. Screaming. Clawing at their eyes. Looks like my little angry bird fought back. Good. Very good.

"But I'll have to leave right now." "No—" The word tore out of me as fire lunged up my throat again, and this time it wasn't fully contained. A thin ribbon of flame licked past my teeth, scorching the air an inch from her face. She didn't flinch. "Wait—" My wings ripped free from my back, unfurling wide enough to knock over two desks. Smoke poured from my nostrils in ragged pulses. Somewhere above the roaring in my skull, I heard the wolf girl's scent—something like pine and old rain—and it snagged on a memory I couldn't place, gone before I could grab it.

Door 6 Chloe and Hunter tore open the envelope. “I burn without hands; I consume without teeth; I dance and die with every breeze.” Hunter frowned. “Fire?” The door clicked open. Chloe rolled her eyes and shoved him playfully. “Lucky guess.” They were led back, Chloe mumbled something about him being useless without her. Door 4

The cat meowed then — a strange, haunting sound — and the woman turned toward the shadows again. “You should go.” “Already?” Evelynn asked. The woman nodded. “They’ve found your trail.” Aiden’s jaw clenched. “Hunters?” “No,” the woman said darkly. “Worse.” She handed Evelynn a tiny vial of glowing liquid. “When the fire speaks, listen. When it burns, follow. And when it calls your name in the dark—” “Don’t run,” Evelynn finished, not knowing how she knew the words.