Wings Of Fire Ships の小説・ストーリー

I didn’t want to pull on my wings because I really liked the hoodie I was wearing, and my wings would make mincemeat of it. I caught her eyes and all I could see was anger and hatred boiling in them. I pushed with my aura so hard my hands felt like fire against her arms. She started making a sound that was close to pain and then suddenly Cash pulled us apart. I was now standing behind Cash as he faced the clawing wolf himself. “Stop it, before you get hurt!” Cash growled at her. She immediately stopped and started sobbing as she quickly rubbed the burn marks on her arms that my hands had left behind.

The fight felt endless as I let go of my burning bow and unsheathed the sword, my amethyst flames consuming the blade. I had raced out and ended those that were cutting into the dragon as he fought those that Shifted. But their numbers were large and a dragon could only move so quickly in his massive size. He was bleeding deeply on his back after a handful of Shifters managed to get onto him, hanging on after he’d shook off a few others. So I raced up his wing and drew the sword, slicing, cutting and shoving anyone that dared to attack from behind.

“About Arcana?” “Yes.” “About him?” “Yes.” “About how to kill him?” Her lips curved. “Always.” He leaned back in his seat, satisfied. “Good.” The WING broke the surface with a surge, water streaming off its hull. Wings unfolded, catching the wind; fins retracted. Above them is the sky. Open, wide, and bright. Behind them—the deeper, the darker, the quieter. Inside the ship, the Core pulsed once. Alessia looked down at it. Somewhere in that crystal sphere lived the story of how the architect rose.

Not after everything I had sacrificed. ___________ || Reinaldo’s POV || I stood at the edge of the dock, my eyes fixed on the distant flame that reflected in the water, dancing like an angry spirit. Ryan’s ship—the one I had watched him board earlier with Arsula—was now engulfed in flames. The fire was so fierce that I could almost feel the heat from where I stood, despite the distance. It was almost poetic, the way it consumed everything in its path, the way it mirrored Ryan’s life unraveling in real time.

He needed another angle, and I could not keep surviving these nights by always moving away from the fire. We took the signal platform route. The climb through the vent shaft was brutal with my injured arm, but adrenaline carried me through every ladder rung and narrow turn. By the time we reached the upper platform, the full scale of the dockside war opened beneath us. The west dock was in flames. Shipping containers are burnt in scattered rows, casting orange light across the water and the maze of loading cranes. Gunfire flashed from catwalks, container stacks, and warehouse rooftops. Viktor’s men had taken the surrendered east routes and used them to flood the dock from both sides.

LIORA'S POV Five enormous cruise ships cut through the brilliant, sun-dappled waves of the sea, all making their approach to the Island of Luck. Four are crammed full of commoners. The fifth ship, ours, the Emperor’s Cruise ship that is carrying all the royals towers above all the others in grandeur and elegance. It's the fanciest ship I have seen in my entire short life. It's sleek sides are curved like fins of a great fish, while at the bow, a stunning golden statue of a muscular angel, adorned with a golden crown, is built. The name " Emporer's Raven Wing," adorned with shimmering limestones is curved elegantly along the sides.

“We have movement—north ridge. Five—no, seven—wolves. Not ours.” I touched the pulse under my skin, summoned the flame just enough to make my palms glow. “Let them come,” I said. And beside me, Logan’s voice rose softly: “They shouldn’t have come for the fire.”

Kai By the time the ship draws near, it’s pretty clear that it’s Wyveronian. The flag’s stylized red dragon against the black background tells me as much, as does the ship’s name emblazoned on the side: Sea Flame. “At least they’re in human form,” Niko mumbles beside me. “Though, I’m pretty sure I can take ‘em regardless.” I exhale, turning to my Beta. “You’ve never once fought one of them. Hell, you’ve never even seen one of them shifted. Neither have I.”

I'm saved. Lightning flashes, a hot thin jagged line of molten light crashing into Evan's ship. He looks back at it, his face contorting with terror. His ship is on fire. Orange and red flames engulf his ship in fire and he screams, sinking quickly into the black raging waters. I can see the light of the fire slowly fade into the black depths swallowed it completely.

Prologue The sky burned red as fire rained down on the city of Celestial Falls. Thousands of large leathery wings flapped blocking out most of the light. The city felt as if it was midnight in the middle of the day. The roars of the beasts were deafening as they swooped down grabbing anyone who was unfortunate enough to be on the streets. People screamed in agony as their loved ones and children were taken never to be seen again. Celestial Falls had been a quiet place to live before the portal opened and the creatures arrived. One day they were happily going on with their lives and in an instant, they were living in a city of fire and blood.