Ari Bird Novels & Stories

Ailene told me that she had acknowledged that she had trust issues and was actively working on it, even going as far as visiting a therapist every week. Maria chased Nathan around for a while but then he stopped and pointed excitedly. “Look at that bird, momma. Look at that bird. It's so pretty. Do you know its name? I know it.” “Really baby? What is the bird’s name?” Maria asked with a smile on her face and he nodded enthusiastically. “They are called peafowls but the boys are called peacocks while the girls are called peahens.” Maria carried him and spun him around excitedly. “You are so brilliant, it's amazing.”

He gasped. He shook his head and tried to focus on the scent again. Though his mind was troubled, he managed to track the bird’s location. He climbed down on the pit and saw it hiding beneath the creeps on the rocks. It was alarmed when it saw him so it tried to fly away. Amaris loosened his grip on the rocks and he fell into the water. He managed to stand above the water surface. He made a fire on his fist and threw it to catch the bird which was trying to escape. The flame consumed it, turning it into ashes as it fell to the ground.

"First things first is that Adarna Birds were known to be singing birds. They love to sing so once we heard a bird singing, it means that a nest was nearby. Once that happened we will locate it. We will do a stakeout until the bird left its nest. As much as possible, we would try to avoid direct confrontation with it. But I want you to come and look for it as soon as possible. If I told you to climb the tree, you will have to climb it as fast as you could.'

Night vision goggles covered her eyes, and a Bluetooth headset covered her ears. “How does it look from up there?” Warren asked. He and the remaining members of the Arcane Seekers trudged through the ankle-deep snow, spring may have come to Alberta, but Fort Vermillion didn't get the memo. Not that it matters with the town under siege by ravenous dog people called Adlets. Which brought the Scald Crow to a remote location. “We're clear. How are you doing?” air rushed against Therias microphone as she floated through the air. It didn't hide the worry in her voice.

I look up, having already seen what happens next. The high-pitched squawk of a bird fills the air as the largest stream of lightning strikes the field, colliding with both Jartre and Azadou’s bolts, the air rippling and filling with static charge as dust and debris are blown from the force. As these two idiots try for round two, a grand and magnificent eagle-like bird lands in front of Azadou, standing at fifteen feet tall, spreading her thirty-foot-long wings out wide like a shield. Her gorgeous golden feathers fade into a deep, electric blue charged with electricity as she lets out another squawk of protest. Now I know what a raitruum looks like and I have to say, they might be one of the

The blue petals rustled again before a fluffy head popped up. Veronica leaned in closer eyeing the creature curiously before it squawked and bit her nose. She flinched back holding her as the creature skipped out of the bluebells. Veronica rubbed her nose glaring at the bird as he hopped excitedly as if it were mocking her. She got a good look at him. The cere was royal blue, so it was obviously a male bird, and given its size it couldn't be a parrot so it must be a parakeet. The only thing she couldn't figure out is why he was playing around the bushes. Furthermore, she was surprised the fauna in the area hadn't attacked him since birds with vibrant plumage tended to be attacked by other wi

Lucy… I smelled her too. It was at that point I stared at a bird and realized I could make out every specific, distinct feather on it as it flew. The wind vibrated the feathers a little, and there was a beautiful iridescent to its ebon coloring as it flew in the sun. It was a corvid, I realized. I could even see the bumps around its eyes before it flew out of my range. The issue was, the bird was at least two hundred feet above me. Having a vision like that was impossible for me.

Finches added their high-pitched trills, while blackbirds, with their distinctive calls, added depth and richness to the composition. With each note that filled the air, the birds seemed to dance, their wings fluttering in rhythm as they soared and glided through the sky. Their feathers, a kaleidoscope of colors, created a stunning display against the backdrop of the azure heavens. The iridescent blues of blue jays, the fiery oranges of orioles, and the vibrant yellows of canaries intertwined, forming a living tapestry of vibrant hues.

“We are brothers, after all. We shared the same sire. Arinauld of House Legiere.” The finch in my hand nibbled my fingers. It pinched, but her beak didn’t hurt me. I rubbed a finger along her creamy throat, and she shut her eyes. “You domesticated birds?” I asked him. “There is not much to do here,” Bruess said. “I breed them to be less fearful of the scent of werewolves. Pearl is one of my favorites. She’s quite affectionate.”

“Yes, they are. I want to ask Daddy if we can have swans at our house, too.” We came closer as I said, “But our house doesn’t have a pond, darling.” Aria clasped her hands together in excitement. “Then we should ask Daddy if we can have a pond, too, and then we can have swans. I love animals.” “I can see that you do, honey,” I said, smiling. Aria led me around, and I was so fixated on admiring the swans doing their dancing and gliding on the beautiful glassy water that when Aria said, “There’s a person!” I jumped in surprise.