Wings Of Fire The Journey Novels & Stories

Tristan snapped, raising his voice a few decibels for the warning. “I don’t give a damn shit, Tristan!” I raised my voice as the fire crackled deeper. Its heat becoming almost unbearable, the once caressing flames, was now the whips of hot leather, a desperate plea to consume the earth I stood on. “I don’t think you understand, Jisoo. She has lost her wings, and she’s dying, there’s truly nothing I can do!” Tristan tried to reason, well-knowing of the rising heat of the wildfire within me.

I look down at Luka in my arms once more, feeling him become weightless, the use of his power knocking him out, and it terrifies me at how much it hurts my heart to think about causing him injury. When my flames wrap around Luka and me, the lava returns to its natural state, covering both of us as it sinks us to the bottom of the river. With my flames now protecting Luka, I unfurl my wings, planning on using them to push us through the lava, but the pressure of the lava is too heavy, and my wings cannot move. Reluctantly I release Luka from my hold, letting my flames hold him against me as I begin to swim through the lava. I'm moving slowly, but the lava acts as a partial shield between Luka

The wild fire in his eyes still burned, but it was a fire of discovery, not the Destruction. “We turn on the rotors,” he said with his deep, vibrating laughter, “and fly where we have never been.” I smiled, put my hand on the cool titanium of the wheel and sneaked the Move levers forward. The steel lungs gently lifted into the air, glitted over the roofs of Ouroboros and pushed in the boundless sky. The shadows of the past were faded, and before us there was nothing more than the eternal breadth of a new, healed universe.

Power floods my veins, white-hot and ancient and I move. One moment I am standing before her, the next, I am between the fire and my child. The flames slam into my back, silver, black and screaming, and I scream with them, pain tearing through me like razors. But I do not fall, I absorb it. I burn and something inside me breaks open, not shatters, not collapses, awakens. Fire blooms from my spine, radiant and blinding, wings of light and embers unfurling behind me. The pain transforms into clarity, into purpose.

Third Person's Pov; When morning came Prince Zion left to start his journey to find the chosen one and to fulfill his mission. He left with his most trusted servant Stefan. He created a wings with the use of his power so he could fly into the air. His wings were made of blazing blue fire and anyone who touches it will automatically melt due to the too much pressure in it. While his servant Stefan used his magic wand so he could fly as well.

The Heroes' Resolute Journey: The heroes embarked on a resolute journey, their spirits ignited by the revelations bestowed upon them by the Spirit Seer. Each step they took was imbued with purpose, guided by the echoes of history and the interwoven threads of fate. The landscapes they traversed were a testament to the realm's rich tapestry of time, where ancient forests whispered secrets and craggy mountains held tales untold.

He couldn't wait to see a world that before existed only in his imagination and in his novels. Firebird nodded and invited Xiao Long to climb on his back. When Xiao Long stepped on it, firebird's body swelled and spread its flames, flying with great speed. On the way, there were a few demonic beasts the type of birds that attacked her, but they were all burnt to ashes by the fire of the firebird. Xiao Long now understands the power of the firebird that comes from the world of the gods. The next few days, their journey was very safe, because firebirds chose a secret passage that contained no demonic beast powerful. A month later, firebird made it through the dense jungle and Xiao Long saw the

Rain’s POV I didn’t bother to look around where my treasure had brought me to after the ritual. My body was humming with pent up energy and heated lust for my mate. My body burned so hot my clothes burned away from my skin. I watched my naked mate as he gazed at my new form. Scales and blue flames covered my body. My wings were now apart of me. I have never felt so alive and so aroused at the same time.

I didn't bother to go to the center because they themselves moved away from me. "She if this place will be destroyed it will be replace tomorrow yes?" I asked her. She suddenly grinned. Okay. Let the show begin. I closed my eyes and waited for my body to warm up. I heard my classmates sigh and when I woke up I knew my eyes were a different color and I was surrounded by fire. I started to throw fires until it became a lot. I made wings that are made of fire and go above. I, then started to absorb the fire that I created. My father always told me to clean my mess so I won't mess up. Lol. That's funny.

So breaking up with her was mutual and she wished me goodluck for my future endeavour with Aiyla. I'm at the Heathrow airport now and my flight is in hour. I don't know how I'm gonna wait for 1 day, it's a 24 hour journey. Shit 24 hours feels like 24 years to me now, I wish I had wings to fly or some kind of super natural power so that I could directly land to Santa Blanc. Compared to 8 years of wait 24 hours is nothing though. I just have to be patient and wait. Aiyla my love, I'm coming back for you and this time I'm gonna keep the promise I gave to u. This time I'm gonna make you mine forever.