Ari Bird Novels & Stories

inquired a sarcastic deep voice. "Yes!" Arabelle smiled and stretched out her hands. "Good, then leave my room now! " The owl said loudly, causing Arabelle to stop what she was doing and look around the room until their gazes met. The ear tufts on this bird are distinctive, and the upper parts are mottled with darker blackish coloring and tawny. Barred wings and tail. The underparts are a mottled buff with darker streaks. The facial disc is barely visible, but the orange eyes stand out; it stood about 8ft tall. "Do you know that if you look at me like that, I can sentence you to death?" grumbled the creature. Arabelle immediately took her gaze away from the bird.

Everyone who was also standing nearby to protect Altair forced him to surrender. “What are you doing, Duke Stuart?” shouted the Saintess from afar and walked over. "You behaved impolitely in front of King Benedict and attempted to kill another Mana controlling child," he repeated. "Let this be our business, uncle," continued Adir looking at Altair angrily. Duke Stuart turned around leaving them all there and walked back towards the portal where he lived. The large bird he saw in the Bedros residence was perched on Arion's hand. It is very large, as tall as a squatting adult, has a crest and a face that looks like an owl. What makes it interesting is the color of the black and white feathers

The female was purple, pinks and green and Mongle was blue and purple. "They are both pretty cool," I chuckled lightly and Ashr nodded. I laid Mongle on my chest as I reclined back in the chair. Glancing at Ashr I asked him what he was going to name his pet. He didn't reply and was pointing at the screen I turned and cocked my brow at the two glowing blue eyes looking into the camera. "It's an Avianian, a race of huge barbaric bird-like females, I didn't think they were on this side of the planet, but I suppose they flew over to check us out," Ashr growled bitterly and I glared at him.

Boom! A terrifying tremor erupted. The Violet Rain Bird instinctively resisted forming a contract with Adrian, but given the circumstances, it could only offer token resistance. Adrian smiled, fully aware of the bird's internal struggle. It was clearly waiting for an opportunity to escape, but now that the contract had been signed, escape was impossible. In a short time, the contract was established. The Violet Rain Bird was relatively young, having lived just over a hundred years, which marked adulthood in the realm of beasts. As Adrian examined the Violet Rain Bird's bloodline, he was astonished to discover it was a descendant of an ancient phoenix.

Iris I think I’ve finally found my rhythm again, after weeks of disruption. My brush moves easily across the canvas tonight as I paint a serene scene of a fat little bird sitting in a tree. That very bird is sitting in the tree outside my window, his bright yellow feathers all puffed up and glowing in the light of the setting sun. But when the studio door slams open behind me, the bird squawks and flutters away, and I nearly smudge the colors together. I turn to see Arthur standing in the doorway.

Jai checked once again on the bird, noticing it was still busy, so he whistled softly to get its attention. “(whistle) Birdy, hey!” It attracted the bird’s attention and it suddenly looked up. Upon seeing Jai, the bird stood up straight and tilted its head to the right. It then squawked like a goose and stepping its right foot backwards as if attempting to run away. Jai smiled softly and held out his right hand while keeping his other hand behind him but visible in the bird’s sight. “Hey… We just want a ride. Think you can help us with that?”

Shantel mocked but gained a surprise slap from Aria as we stood up at once. " I said warn your bird." Aria said as Martha's irisis shone brightly. " I'm not scared of your eyes. Most crazy birds in Africa possessed that. You're just a stupid witch and I know and I'm not scared of you. I have seen your type and where I come from, they fly at night. So I don't give a fuck if you fly in the morning, noon and night bitch you suck. You'll always be a loser and will remain one." Aria muttered as Martha turned pale.

Mashing them, breaking them in small pieces, I went towards the door, but I could step out he stopped me in between. "Where are you heading, what are you doing, can't you see raining, if you are going back to room next to then it's ok, otherwise stay here no need to go." He said sitting at his work table, with his face hidden behind the laptop. "I am going to feed the birds." "Birds" he gave a expression as if first time he has ever listened to this animal. "Bird creature with a streamlined body, two wings, can fly, found in various colours, they make chirping sound, have a beak, .." I was continuing my explanation to my alien Mr Rude, but he stopped me in between of the explanation.

“I’m sorry, but you look so much like my Aunt Claire, it’s unfathomable.” Heat creeps up the back of my neck, then shamelessly disperses across my cheeks. My brows lift as the sound of silence plays in the background once more. “You’re staring, again,” I mutter. “Shoot.” She exhales, unaware she is doing it again. “Forgive me. My name is Andrea, I’m Nathanials’ wife.” “It's a pleasure to meet you, Andrea. I’m Birdene.” Her eyes slightly narrow, “Birdene? Why does the name sound familiar?”

"I think you've got the wrong person. My name is Aria Carver. I'm just an ordinary human." The white tiger stared in shock, its eyes nearly bulging. It leaped into the air, landing beside the Vermilion Bird in disbelief. "Have you lost your mind?" it roared. "She's just a mortal! How could she possibly be our master?" The Vermilion Bird slowly lifted its head. Anger burned in its ruby-red eyes. Without warning, it swung its wing. The white tiger skidded several feet back, barely regaining its footing. Clutching its stinging cheek, it stared at the Vermillion Bird in disbelief. "H-How dare you hit me?"