Angel with black wings
Chapter: 1 Dance of the Devil I'm falling. Falling into a dark abyss of lost souls where light is devoured by the shadows. My life felted short from the begining and yet I don't seem to care about any thing but my other.Any questions that have no...
Pleasing the Wing Leader
Even if that meant being conscripted into one of their orders and fighting in one of their organized, military wings. not that it was such a bad thing, a wing was like a dragon's family, they all trusted, cared for, and watched out for one another.
Broken Wing Fledgling
"my wing. my left wing won't move. i can't flap it, can't pull it in or out, can't move it at all." jarzyl's neck frill twitched. "ok, remain calm. does it hurt?" atlas shook his head. "no it doesn't hurt, but my wing isn't working! i just...
006 Of Lesser Wings
A fucking-rat with wings. i mean go ahead and pick a damn species already." she taps out her cigarette on the bricks of the wall, to nods from her co-workers.
Venturing: Corner Wings
With the door so closed against my underbelly as i promptly closed my wings, i grabbed onto the door and tilted it to the side. nothing happened.
Under Mommy's Wing
Meeting with your parents at college wasn't meant to be awkward, but somehow, it always seemed to turn out that way. To have a family that loved you enough to come visit you at the university from time to time was a blessing to say the least, and even...
Midnight Wings [CM]
He wrapped his blue wings around her back, pulling her close as he fucked her a little faster at a more moderate pace, letting out soft hums.
Illian: Wings of Blood
Kye quickly did this, giving the fox no time to defend herself, causing her to give a loud scream, one that was muffled by kye's wings.
Short Bit (Will update)
Looking around a little before shifting her knees closer to her and hugged the pair of wings that she wore around her frame, inside the feathered ball she sat and read to herself in the song speak of her people.
It Tis' in Flight!
Extended wings like bats so large--- with tail of length to fit the sight--- razored teeth of mother of pearl--- the tips of which glowed a bluish light! " to arms! to arms! it tis' in flight!
The Falling of an Angel
His arms wrap around my waist, lovingly, and my vision fades, from a white light, to the purest, white wings. he glides me through the air, with the stealth of an eagle.
Short story "Feather"
The same species, the same peculiar trait to have wings.