Wings Queen Novels & Stories

Sephora and Ambrose looked to each other and nodded, just as Zach's astonished voice chirped up from behind them. "Sephora, she has wings!" The Queen of Igritann turned, to see her brother holding Lady Valda's hand, gaping and pointing at her grey feathered wings. The Lady was smiling back down at him, her scarred hand reverently holding the little boy's as if he were made of glass, her stormy eyes filled with longing. And Sephora remembered how much the Winged Lady had wanted children of her own. A pang of sadness and hope rippled in Sephora's chest, but when she returned her attention back to the laughing face of her mate. She was ready.

Her wings fell back into her body, screaming. Covering my mouth, a sob wrecked through me. I had forgotten she would feel the pain, too. Too worried about watching Mortus breathe his last breaths. The warrior, his eyes solemn with pity, gently gathered her in his arms, picked her up. Her head leaned into his chest, gripping his uniform. “Leave me,” she cried again. Wings sprung forth from his body, shaking his head. His wings hummed in the pattern of a hummingbird and took flight to the palace.

Xavier nodded. They stayed like that for a while enjoying each other’s presence. The queen’s beautiful wings sat nicely folded on her back, they looked so beautiful as the sun hit them bringing out all the pastel colors making them look like a rainbow. She had beautiful long and colorful wings that looked like they sprinkled gold dust at the ends making them glitter in the sun.

“You are my guardian angel in human form, Hunter. You may be wingless… but you’re just as magnificent, just as beautiful as an angel would be. I love you.” “I love you more.” he said gently kissing my lips again. I raised a brow at him. “Really? How could you be so sure that you love me more?” He gave me a playful grin. Then in a serious voice, he said, “Because I traded my wings just to be with you, beautiful.” As we kissed again under the stars and the lovers’ moon, I vowed to prove him wrong. I have the rest of our lives to show him that I love him… exactly as much as he loves me.

the voice said again, softer now. “My Queen,” I answered quietly. A brief silence passed. “You may raise your head,” she said gently. I hesitated… then slowly obeyed. The woman before me carried herself with effortless grace. Her presence was strong, yet not suffocating. Her eyes were observant, wise, and… kind. “I am Queen Seraphina Nightcrest,” she introduced calmly. “Mother to Dalton.” Nightcrest. The name settled with weight. I bowed my head slightly again. “It is an honor, my Queen.”

She heard the clang of blades and she knew she had to get ready. Free of her corset her wings materialize themselves. They were just as bold and glorious as her mother’s. She couldn’t sense any danger coming from her side so she knew they were all coming from her mother’s side. She saw one of the rebels as they tried to climb over the palace walls and she reacted. Moving the air around her moved as her wings flapped as hard as they could as she flew to the palace walls. She stood her feet astride on the great wall as she fought the men clambering up the beating of her wings keeping her steady on her feet.

Tony smirked at her. " oh you useless fellow. You can't do yourself so at least let me do. And no one is going to tell the Boss about my ways. He only needs to know that I will make his cute little princess a kickass Luna. " she smirked back.. OK.. So now this is going to be a secret?? I can't even tell him about how my training is going on.? I frowned at her.. Well.. She is right.. She can't possibly let that over possessive king to know that she actually beat the shit out of his queen and I also want to learn as fast as I can. His queen. What a choice of word Vanessa. I grinned.

The scent of purity clung to its skin, the scent of the Moon, and she wondered why it was here. Had Michael finally gained the courage to try and end her? “Submit,” She growled out. She put power behind her tone this time and the dominance she had kept locked up over the last few months flooded the air. Theo dropped to his knees and the wolf coiled up on itself and slowly transitioned back to their human form. The crunching of bones filled the air before a panting woman lay before her. Green eyes looked at her through a shield of blonde hair before looking away, unable to hold her powerful gaze. Adelaide let her gaze roam over her as her claws retracted. She had little to no scars on her bod

“Is the agency keeping the rights that comes with the Masked Queen, are we going to have a new Masked Queen now that you’re leaving, do you know who it will be?” Letting out a snort, she replies. “Wow hawk-guy, looks like there’s a lot on your mind.” She chuckles and I force a small laugh along with her. “No, they’re not going to have a new Queen. It was a hard, long, and gruelling fight but I was able to retain the rights of the Masked Queen. And yes, at some point I will reveal my identity but right now, it’s not that time.” “F**king wow!”

“Mare, you are a gift from the gods. You are the chosen one, sent to save us from our sufferings. Use your gifts and your opportunities wisely.” “I am the king’s slave, how can I possibly save my people when I myself live in a golden prison?” One of his hands dropped from her face to her belly. “I have heard talks about dragon kings of the past and how they ruled 6 kingdoms. The blood of the dragon kings runs within your veins. Give birth to dragons, seize the throne, unite the 6 kingdoms, and rule. We will call you Dragon Queen sitting on a throne forged from steel by fire.” He sounded lost in his imagination and in his eyes, Mare could see her foolish dreams as a child. She on a horse albe