Wings Of Fire Thorn Novels & Stories

His hands gripped my arms, his fingers biting into my skin. “I am fine,” I tried to say, but the words came out slow and thick, like mud. My tongue felt heavy and useless. “Just… dizzy. The fire is too hot.” But my legs would not listen to me. They folded under me like wet cloth, with no strength left at all. Thorne did not ask again. He swept me up into his arms, holding me so tight it stole my breath. He turned, a deep, vicious snarl ripping from his throat. The sound was pure, undiluted rage.

But even with that, warriors patrolled, in case of emergency and any strange movement especially because of the mysterious killer. They won't be caught unaware. As he continued his walk, he got to the place where several young pack members– few of which are his friends, gathered round a burning fire, drink wine and munching on late night snacks. He smiled and was heading towards them, when someone threw wood into the fire. Beta Thorne froze mid-step when a bright glow flared ahead. The fire engulfed the wood almost too quickly, flaring up for about five seconds. He froze, his breath hitched as the burning wood crackled, the flames licking the night sky. For a moment, the present vanished– re

Take it! My body trembled, the fire within clawing for release. I felt it rising, wild and uncontrollable. The floor shook beneath my feet, cracks splitting the stone. Soldiers stepped back in fear, some murmuring prayers, others cursing my name. Kaïden shoved Thorne away, but he was slower now, his strength fading. Thorne noticed that weakness. He raised his remaining blade, poised to deliver the fatal blow. Something inside me snapped. I charged forward, flames bursting from my palms in a brilliant arc. The heat seared the air, striking the ground between them like an act of divine judgment. Both men froze, forced apart by the roaring flames.

The flaming pillar was just meters away from her. Amaya, Dagen, Rina, and Remus all picked up a dagger and cut their palms. Their dragon blood dripped into the lava as they shifted and followed Eros to the sky. “I’ll be right down.” Thorn kissed Leila’s forehead. Then, he did exactly the same as the others. His beastly muscles and rocky scales burst out of his leather clothes, which ripped apart and fell to the ground. A wind was forming underneath his strong wings. He soared straight up into the clouds with an unwavering determination.

My fingers twitched, searching, grasping the smooth, cold object hidden at my waist. A sudden heat flared through my hand. I didn’t hesitate. As Thorne’s blade came down, I thrust the crystal upward, screaming through the blood in my throat. “Burn, you bastard!” At first, nothing happened. The crystal lay in my palm, shimmering in the moonlight. Then it flared to life. Bright. Blinding. Blue fire erupted. Thorne recoiled, screaming. His skin smoked and blistered. He dropped his sword, staggering back, clutching his face. His flesh bubbled and peeled, and his robes caught flame.

I summoned my wings, and red wings flapped on my back as my body rose in the air and out of the hell of fire. Lucien’s eyes widened at the sight of me as he staggered backward and sat up. He built a barrier between him and me, but I watched as he inched backward on his ass as I slowly walked toward him. My hands were raised with my palms up, and fire emitted from them, but in between them, shards of big thorn-like spikes were dancing around.

The bodyguards helping Luke sensed that the tide had turned and they immediately let go of Holly. The moment she was free, Yoel wrapped her up in his arms. It felt like he was a fortress of safety. Holly leaned into the solid comfort of his chest, feeling protected. Yoel's heart was pounding like a drum in a thunderstorm. His grip tightened around Holly. Holly caught on to his terror and instinctively wrapped her arms around him in a comforting hug. Luke watched them with a surge of jealousy that turned his eyes a fiery red. He scowled and moved to tear Yoel away from her.

*Last chapter! Yay! So someone is going to die. I know, spoiler much? Jsyk, I am crying way more than you are, if you do ಥ╭╮ಥ Listening to Before you go by Lewis Capaldi * * It was not easy at first. Having to pull men through tents and snap their heads, because there was a high possibility they would heal again. Yet he had to be thankful for the twins. Who psychotically, and happily set them on fire or drove Icicles through their head.

Frank knew he was making himself vulnerable the moment he allowed himself fell completely in love with her and wanted to make her his. He knew with all his heart that he was giving himself up to be hurt again and yet he hoped with all his being to be spared. What a wishful thinking! Aria was perfect in every little way_if Frank was to describe her, she would be just like a fresh blooming roses that lured him to its beauty and captured his mind with her innocence until he is left bleeding because of it's hidden thorns he only came to realize just recently.

He is the worst. The witch king enters and immediately casts a spell, moving Thorne away from me. "You will take your hands off my lady" The witch queen and I both turn towards him. The same expression. "Counter proposition. You become my mistress, providing you with a new home and all you desire" His hippy hand caresses my face. If I wasn't in cuffs I'd rip his heart out. Fuck peace. Thorne may have his hands bound but that won't stop him. He lunges forward biting the witch king. Tearing the flesh off of his neck and spitting it at his feet. "MINE" he roars. The Witch King, Screams and collapses to the ground.