Wings Of Fire Silkwing Novels & Stories

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

Tell me Alec, who's the butterfly? Let's not make me sound like I'm insulting someone at the moment. The point is, you've been comparing them all day, and you have like a thousand differences. Why do you think they would be the same because they're related all of a sudden? Blood doesn't mean the same behaviours. So Misha is technically the butterfly and Ravenna is the bee? When she can finally read our minds. I'd tell her you compared her to an insect that has a fucking stick up it's ass. Hehe.

Alex asked huskily, making me shiver in some unknown desires. "No..nothing." I stammered. Huh! What happened to me? Now why am I stammering? God! I wanna crawl under earth. "By any chance, is she having some kinky thoughts while teasing me?" Alex asked in his sexy voice, turning my ears red in colour. "Gosh! Stop it Alex! You're taking these teasings to the next level!" I exclaimed while fanning my face that's currently feeling hot with his comments. "Your word is an order, your highness!" Alex exclaimed, making me laugh out loud.

Ravi slammed the door behind him and was startled to find Adrian floating by the window, his wings flapping, hands folded across his chest, wearing a smug expression. He knew all too well that this creature was the one responsible for the chaos Ravi had just experienced. Ravi quickly moved to the window, fists clenched in anger, a sharp gaze directed at him with disapproval. He opened the window with a loud creak. "You're the problem here."

resonance fighting to burn through the restraints. ​“I’m stuck, Silas!” she gasped, her eyes turning a dark, stormy violet as she channeled the “Shadow” integrated from the crypt. “The silk… It’s feeding on my power! Every time I flare, it gets tighter!” ​“Don’t flare! Melt!” I commanded. “The silk is water-based, Winnie! Use the telluric heat! Reach for the core, not the sun!”

I can see the faint outline of what looks like wings spread behind her. Wings of fire that seem to take the shape of a heart… A piercing scream rips through the air as her power increases tenfold and surges into the sky, emanating in waves around her. I see the swirls of the flames behind her move before I see a tiny part of her left wing snap and shrivel into embers of ash. It’s too blinding to look at, and I’m forced to avert my gaze.

The giant glass spider the Eraser shrieked as the wall of gold light hit it. It tumbled backward through the dark void of the server, its glass legs snapping like dry twigs. I gripped Bryan’s hand, my feet finally touching the floating platform of code. I couldn't stop staring at the woman standing next to Silas. She had my face, my height, and the same small scar on her chin. But her eyes weren't gold or brown. They were a burning, brilliant red. And behind her, two wings made of flickering orange fire stretched out, lighting up the darkness of the digital world.

I clear my throat, “Come on, Divina, bring those wings out.” She sighs in defeat and says, “Fine, but you stay over there.” She rolls her shoulders and takes a deep breath and I watch as her upper back ripples and the skin over her shoulder blades split open and her magnificent wings burst forth. This time there are no blue flames, just Divina and her silvery blue wings. I walk over to her and run my fingers over her wings, and she shivers in response and ruffles her feathers up and out effectively knocking me back a few feet.

But then the silk reformed faster and stronger, wrapping around her wrist and pulling her back forcefully. “NO!” Vincent shouted in despair. The golden flames surrounding him erupted into a storm. Heat scorched the darkness, and his body shone like a blazing sun. Every muscle quivered as he fought his way through the sticky void. “Let her go!” The threads hissed in response. The First Bride’s laughter echoed through the darkness. “Do you really think fire scares silk? Fire fades away, but the silk remains.” The silk twisted like snakes, creating tighter straps. Camela's breath came in sharp gasps, as she tried to keep her gaze on Vincent, whose face was a guiding light.

“But you’ll be gone.” And then I moved. Faster than his eyes could track, faster than the witches could react. My fire took over. No more compromises. No more second chances. No more mercy. I felt it before I moved. The shift. My body became flame incarnate, no longer flesh but vengeance wrapped in heat. My wings of fire unfurled behind me—massive, burning brighter than anything I had ever conjured before. I wasn’t walking anymore. I was gliding, a being of wrath.