Wings Of Fire Ships Novels & Stories

“Winds of change heed my call, give wind to our sails and speed our journey from sea to shore.” The wind picked up and the ships sliced through the water, bringing us closer to land. What should’ve taken us hours took mere minutes. After landing on the beach, I pulled Emrick aside. “You are their laird and they will follow you where you command. Yes?” “Aye?” He answered, looking a bit puzzled. “I have an idea to inspire the men to victory.” I said. He nodded his agreement, not even knowing what I had planned. I watched as the men and equipment were loaded off the long boats. I held a hand out towards our ships and whispered Incendio. The ships were soon engulfed in flames.

The ship screamed with the weight of the attack, bulkheads groaning, alarms wailing in time with Mae’s racing heart. Ashar fought at the front, his blade aflame, every swing a bright arc that seared through the horde. Flames clung to his body, his armor glowing molten in the heat of battle, but the creatures kept pressing, throwing themselves into the fire willingly just to smother it with their numbers. Riven soared overhead, wings battered, feathers scorched, yet he cut through the storm again and again, slamming into the enemy with bone-shaking force. He landed only long enough to slash open another creature’s throat before leaping into the air once more.

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.

He also turned into the form of a chimera. The scales formed by flames spread all over Philip's body. At this moment, the fire phoenix general’s attack arrived. Boom! With a loud bang, heat waves spread to the surroundings. Even the fleet of the ancient Heavenly Court could not withstand this temperature. The aircraft from the nearby fleet started to fall. Heat waves visible to the naked eye turned the hulls red. At this level of a fight between practitioners, those fleets were simply a pile of useless scrap metal. The fire phoenix general backed away abruptly. He flapped his wings and hovered in the air.

An advantage of the flying ship was moving with no sound. Three minutes later, Chu Xun lurked near the warship. The Fatal Blow launched an attack, and ten Heavy Voice Cannons fired together. With a boom, a terrifying blaze exploded in outer space. Because of weightlessness, the fire flew in all directions, and it was dazzling, turning the members of the Evil Fang Star on the platform into ashes directly. After launching the attack, the Fatal Blow obeyed Chu Xun's order and turned around to rush into the earth.

Whisper appeared to bask in their surprise, enjoying the moment of shocking them into silence. ‘Burn them,’ Whisper said. ‘Burn them now.’ When the flames finally feasted upon them, Mathilda appeared next to Faye. She was crying, watching her daughter burn. Faye wished for nothing more in that moment, than to be able to hold her and comfort her. What agony was she enduring, watching her daughter being fed to the flames? ‘Mathilda, I wish I could take your pain away,’ Faye said. ‘Forgive us…’ Silently, Mathilda faded away into the night.

I grasp onto that flow and press into it, pushing spikes into her veins, crawling up her arms, her— Pain blossoms in my arms, my legs. My torso’s on fire and I scream. Carita laughs. “Remember that you aren’t the only illusionist here, birdie.” Disbelief slides from my thoughts, my grip on reality slipping into pain and darkness. But I can’t look away from Vito; I have to make sure he’s okay. “Nighty night,” she whispers, pressing a thumb against my forehead. Vito’s vibrant wings fade from my vision, his amber eyes blurring into the landscape.

I excused myself when Sebastian and Claire started staring at each other like they wanted to eat each other’s face and I wasn’t in for something X-rated. “I’ll just be out here…if you need me, which you obviously wont” I picked a glass of water and stepped outside. It was like they were just waiting for me to leave, I quickened my pace towards my car when smooching sounds grew louder. They were really going to swallow each other’s faces at that rate.

His ribs, still knit together with surgical tape and stubbornness, shrieked in protest. "Whoa! What the f**k?" Zack scrambled for a handhold as the ship tilted at a forty-five-degree angle. "Victor, you’re going to shear the wings off!" "The wings are for show, Zack! Watch the scanners!" Victor’s jaw was a locked hinge of bone and gristle. He stared through the reinforced glass at the massive, obsidian citadel rising ahead of them. It looked like a needle made of shadow, piercing the clouds. "Camille, get the breach charges ready. We aren't docking. I'm putting a hole in their hull."

The wolves stumbled, hissing where my wings touched their smoky bodies. Slithering through the room was the architect's laugh. "All right. Indeed. Feel it. The fire was never intended to be merely a weapon. You are what you are.” Echoing their words, the shard pulsed more forcefully in its case. My chest constricted. The fire nearly escaped my control for a second, with wild arcs licking perilously close to Reyna. With her shield up against the flames, she yelled, "Xenia!" "Retain your position, not ours!"