Genre: sci-fi love story mutant-style
My wings have an attitude.
It’s unfair, really. When the mutations hit Haven, everyone else around got respectable wings: the class jerk got feathers of knives; the professor got creepy spider-black ones. But me?
I got sparkly pink fairy-princess fluff whose favorite pastime is flirting. They flirt audaciously, at least with the ice-winged guy who’s decided to become my personal protector in lieu of my best friend, whose wings of scarlet fire accidentally turned our professor into a living orange alien-looking dude. (Well, before the guy she was crushing on killed him.)
Now she’s on the run with him and I’m left making my way in a caged city overrun with other newly winged mutants.
And that’s just the beginning.
Before I find out what my wings really do.
For anyone who purchased this book before April 7th, 2016, I’ve added a few sentences for more closure (at least of Avin’s story) and added a bit more info to the afterword. See here if you’re interested in seeing those additional bits.