Angry Birds Names Novels & Stories

His tall frame towering on my short frame as I inhaled his intoxicated scent. My wolf calmed giving back my control as I closed my eyes. Turning towards my mates chest felling his heart beating in a calming rhythm. "What was that all about my angry bird" I rolled my eyes. Yup he calls me that. A great nickname for your name. "She is a bitch" I complained like a child looking in his gorgeous orbs. "Tell me something I don't know" he replied. As he kissed my forehead. "I so want to kill her if you haven't stopped me then we all would have been happily planning her funeral " I pouted.

the silent devil is on the couch, his ringed face hidden behind a magazine as he slumbered. Ashtin...the pop-god is sitting not far from him with a lollipop stick in his mouth. His pops are specially made, soaked in marijuana from the manufacturing industry, so he's always high, and his tongue is always coloured. Kerce, who's the angry bird is just coming down on the snake-like stairs, his hair falling over his hazel eyes. Pretty eyes, heartless chest. Everyone of them feeds on chaos, they breath in darkness and anarchy. No one has ever seen their faces before no one knows their real face , real name except them. They walk freely but their fake name reach every where.

He pulled the trigger and fired another salvo of hot lead at him and the Angel had to duck and evade the bullets, causing some of his feathers to fall like confetti. "Wait! Stop!" cried the Angels. The male one was seething so badly that his hands were shaking. Thrusting a finger at Chu Xun, "Y-you! How dare you! How dare you hurt a member of the Winged race!" "Winged race?" muttered Chu Xun. He peered at Jiang Tao, "I thought they're called Angels?" Jiang Tao scurried forward and said into his ear, "They call themselves the Winged race. But many of the common folk mistook them to be angels from the fables and legends hence the misnomer."

I’d expected her to be angry. “When I asked… Sir Angry Bird…” I tried not to laugh. I’d told her not to call Marcus “Daddy,” so she could give him another name. Angel came up with “Sir Angry Bird.” “Sir Angry Bird chose, me, his families, aunties, friends, maids, servants…before Mommy. I think Mommy heard it and cried about it. It made her really really sad. That’s why I’m happy. I know you love me but hoosing Mommy first makes me happier.”

Red_Two elaborated, voice sounding more and more pained, desperate and ashamed, the longer he talked. Emmet's hand shook briefly as he combed through Red_Two's hair. He named Aunt Minnie's stray neighbourhood cat Floof-ball. He had named the pigeons who cawed on her garage roof Feather-Master, Crisp-Stealer and Too-Fat-To-Fly. And his mother had named after a character in one of his grandmother's cartoon characters, some rail enthusiast with a twin brother.

I rolled my eyes at him. There are multiple fallen angels in the city and they all get pleasure from different things; some from killing, some from torturing… My friend, Azza, gets pleasure from simply annoying me. It's his thing. His name means 'the strong' but really, he's just ‘the asshole’. The two ‘A’s in his name literally stand for annoying asshole. "Get out of my house, Az." I jumped on my bed and sighed with relief. I was extremely exhausted after taking the lives of 78 people today.

Arina's POV After that we reached home in no time. I am not sure why but Romano is looking really angry. This is what I have noticed about him, he only feels this one emotion... anger. How I wish I can give him a nick name... Angry bird! But I can't, because then my dead body will be disposed in a nearby dustbin and that is not something I want right now. As we got out of the car and entered the hall Lucia became excessive clingy to him again.

"Wifey, just one more, please." After I clicked the send button I felt triumphant and said, "Done." Anvi was sulking at her spot and was looking out of the window. She looked angry just like the red angry bird. I didn't regret giving her the nickname angry bird as in a day I had seen Anvi converting into the same more than once. I sat beside her and nudged her hand with my elbow before asking, "Are you angry at me?" "No, why would I be?" she didn't even look at me.

Brice said. My eyebrows shot up to the back of my head. “Say what, now?” I asked, looking around at the others to see if they were as shocked as I was to hear such an unusual name. I immediately thought of Edward Chicken, the only other person I could think of who had a humorous and strange name. Some bird names were just more acceptable as last names than others. Hawk. Finch. Even Crowe. But Flamingo? And to make it worse, her name was Fionna Flamingo. She sounded like a cartoon character.

Anyone would laugh if they found out. Oh! The baby eagles stopped, taking in Ambrose curiously. The Golden Wing Eagle was about as powerful as the Four Congenial Beasts and every bit as smart. The two baby eagles were actually able to understand what Ambrose was saying. Ambrose let out a sigh of relief as they stopped, coming closer to take another look. He saw that one of the baby eagles had yellow-beige fur, and the other was gray. Realizing this, Ambrose gave them the names Snowball and Grayball. He played with them for a bit, and it was not long before they hit it off.