Wings Superhero Novels & Stories

He was staring deep into my eyes, pinning me in place with just his gaze. "E-Eros? W-what are you—what are you doing here? How…?" I tried to ask, stammering in pure shock, but I was cut off instantly. Right before my eyes, his wings unfolded and opened wide in an instant, stretching out vast and powerful, blocking out the light of the moon. They were so beautiful, dark as midnight, shimmering with a strange luster. But wait… Oh my God! H-how did he… how come he has those things? Wings? That’s impossible! Humans don’t have wings!

Dominic is back on his feet watching with the most shocked expression on his face but then I feel my back start splitting in half and I scream again the pain the agony of my body being ripped in half is slowly breaking me. I feel myself become woozy from the blood loss and my eyes are burning, I feel the wetness dripping down my face and realise my nose is bleeding. With one final agonizing yell I feel my body lift off the ground still engulfed in flames but something comes shooting out from my shoulder blades and I feel my body become heavy, the blinding light in my eyes starts to fade and as I turn my head to see what exactly is weighing me I have to do a double take. I have massive wings,

“I don't think you know what you need.” “What are you, my father?” He kept mute but his pretty boy smile never left his face. “I am only trying to brighten your mood, I don't like seeing you this way at all.” “Me too, I don't like seeing me this way.” He went to my window and opened it fully. As he stood, I saw something I had never seen before. With his upper body outside the window, he brought out his wings. Man, they were huge. They weren't made of feather but rather of meat, I guessed. Kind of similar to a bat's wing, only way cuter….and way, way, way bigger.

My eyes widened when his shirt ripped in half and massive glowing white wings extended from his upper back until the tips of them touched the walls of the hallways. "You're an angel?"

I pushed him a few inches away from me, “…marriage.” “But I can’t leave you alone. You don’t even have wings to get out of the suite to eat.” “Jake will escort me and look after me,” I replied with a wicked smile. He rested his forehead against mine and looked into my shining eyes. His forearms, sinking into the mattress beside my head, supported him; then he buried his hands in my hair. I felt my strands twist around his long fingers, which kept my head from moving. He spread his wings, drawing them into the center of my attention. Nathan’s black wings made him feel so stronger and larger that, lying beneath him, I felt increasingly fragile. Their feathers absorbed the sunset’s rays and gle

They understood what I was doing at once and immediately launched an attack down the left wing. Ian's face changed drastically when he saw this, as he desperately tried to get back on defense. However, our formation was already fully deployed by then, completely blocking his path. The first period ended with us leading 2-0. The second and third periods of the game only grew more intense. I dribbled into the box. Ian roared as he charged at me, trying to ram me into the barrier. In the past, I would have deliberately avoided him just to avoid injuring him. But this time, I didn't back down at all.

I should have run. She laughs, short and hard. “Oh, the look on your face! You all assume the same thing. No wings, but enough like the dragons to make us illusionists. The qualifications for becoming one of those monster’s soldiers, a hunter. That was the first word that popped into your head, wasn’t it?” She takes a step forward and my wings quiver with the urge to jump back. But hunters have ways to keep those with wings grounded. “Well, you’d be half right.” Her grin grows. “What do you mean?” I ask, my voice a pathetic squeak. “Half right?”

Did she not know? Everything about her, the red wings with golden swirls, the kick ass girl but also sensitive one was everything like the princess. The only thing wrong is her tail was missing, and her memory of him. Did he really mess everything up that she just completely forgot about him? He didn’t think so as she did tell him about her past lover and how happy she was. But even then it felt off to him. Something was wrong but no one could tell him but her. He couldn’t press it in fear she would collapse.

I dropped lower and found myself over the ruins, my heart stopping cold in my chest as I caught sight of Amara falling over the cliffside. Erebos swiftly dove towards her, managing to catch her on our back mere yards from the river below. A few stone pieces struck our body and one of our wings, but we brushed it off, more concerned about the trembling woman on us. We had turned to look at her after hearing my name, smiling inside as we took her in.

Reyes stood near the open door, strapped in, vest tight, headset buzzing with chatter. “We have visual,” someone called from the cockpit. “One vehicle outside, beat-up pickup. No movement yet.” The team touched down in a gravel patch nearby. Reyes and the squad moved quickly, low and silent. Milo stepped out first, hands already raised, sweat blooming under his arms. “Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!” From inside, Knox followed, stumbling over himself, arms shaking in the air. Cowards, Reyes thought. Not even a trace of fight in them.