Wings War Novels & Stories

But speaking of which, she asked, "How in the world is he able to carry the wings then if they weigh as much as you said?" "His real power, of course." He pointed up for her to watch. Megan looked just then and saw that after a while of the drone assault, Adolf's wings had begun to glow very bright as the rainbow waves weren't just at the edges now but running erratic throughout the surfaces; and then, he released them.

Keiran’s POV The winged wolves still in the clearing rose into the sky, flapping hard, and fled, some toward the tear, some away from it, as if they didn’t even trust the opening anymore. We had won the ground. But the war had already reached town. My father’s wolf turned sharply, snarling orders through the link. WARRIORS, TOWN. NOW. AETHERFANGS ARE IN THE SKY. PROTECT THE BUNKERS. PROTECT THE CHILDREN.

For the first time— Cris embraced it. Dark wings tore free from his back. His eyes burned silver-black as power surged violently through him, equal and opposite to Damien’s madness. “You don’t get to die alone,” Cris growled. “Not today.” The ground shook. Cris slammed Leif into the earth, power exploding from him. Leif coughed blood and laughed. “Even if you kill me,” he rasped, “this war won’t end. Others want you dead.” Then the battle truly began.

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.

Having said that, they pushed me along and began leading me toward the stairs. Mom rushed after us, weeping as she clung to my hand. "You can't take him away! He just finished his exams and is supposed to start training as a pilot in September! He's going to attend Aeronautical Command University and fly planes! Please don't take him away!" I could feel my eyes welling up with tears the moment I saw Mom drop to her knees and plead before the police officers. I helped her to her feet and said, "You shouldn't do this, Mom. I need you to listen to me—I'm completely innocent.

“I’ll hold them off.” Reina nodded, and they quickly slipped out the back door. Russe turned to face the incoming men, drawing out his claws. “F*&k you!” He had faced many battles before, but he knew that this one would be different. These men were not like the shadowy figures in the forest. They were real humans, and they were armed.

From her back, a dazzling pair of angelic wings unfurled in a blaze of shimmering light, spreading wide like a divine storm. With a powerful beat, she soared down among the attackers like an avenging angel, her wings casting swift shadows over the chaos. Her eyes blazed with righteous fury as she struck, moving with a speed and grace that stunned even me. She took down one vampire with a sweeping strike of her hand, sending him crashing into the trees. Another shifter lunged, but Gwen’s wings whipped around him, knocking him off his feet like a gale. Her voice echoed like thunder as she called out, “Leave them alive, or face my wrath!”

“Um, I stumbled into Stacy Rocci. We got into this stupid argument, and honestly, I never thought she'd react the way she did.” “It's funny because this war is going to happen one way or the other but I guess she just instigated it.” My eyes latched onto hers. “What do you mean?” “She shot at you guys.” Katie's standard me like the answer should be obvious. “Whatever fragile truce they had, it's gone. They just declared war.”

The audience erupted in thunderous applause, and several world-renowned dancers gave us rave reviews. Marissa wheeled me to center stage. Since the incident, this was my first time stepping onto a stage again as a choreography consultant. I bowed my head alongside the other dancers, grateful for the audience's support. This time, the flashing cameras and the eyes of strangers didn't scare me. I felt like I had found a new purpose. … Three years later, I choreographed a dance called "The Fallen Butterfly." I performed it entirely from my wheelchair and became the first dancer of my kind.

“But, whatever law lies in this country does not apply in NJG’s turf. Meaning, Cipher was never at fault for the death cases that rose days ago. Our code states that whoever started an aggression was in definite hot water and not those who defended.” The unknown man pulled a document from his case and neatly put it on the table in front of him. “The one named Keisha Vista suggested a capturing game. The rules are very simple. There will be two factions who are battling each other. Two types of roles. One is the Hunter and the other one is the Sprinter. The Hunters have one goal: it is to capture the flags of the Sprinters in a given period of time. If all seven flags are obtained, the Hunter