Bird Fiction Novels & Stories

No one ever had the interest to hear about it before, and it was basically the description of what he was, what he was made of. “You see, a bird can go anywhere. It can take off and go up, unlike most other beings. It’s not restrained to the land; it is ultimately free” “That is beautiful” “But there’s also another side of it. When they show a phoenix as a bird, it’s always a bird of prey, the hunters of the sky. It speaks of the pursuer nature of my kind, we are not meant for peace and quiet. We live for purpose, and we fight for it.”

A rabbit ran inside its burrow just in time to evade the sharp talons of a very hungry eagle while a mother bird flew back to her nest to feed her newly hatched young. The bluebird regurgitated the contents of her stomach and fed them to her children who chirped happily. The tree they were in suddenly vibrated like a bear had just collided against the trunk. The vibration suddenly turned to shaking, making the nest fall off the branch. The little chicks cry to their mother for help but she as well didn't know what to do to save all her children. Just as they were a few feet from impact to the ground a benevolent hand had luckily caught them. "Aleister can you please be mindful of the local e

It also means that only Brylle have this magnificent specie as a pet. In a sense, this blue astonishing bird is Brylle's contracted pet. He found it once in the forest when he was still young, seeing it was badly injured and can't fly, he can't help but feel pitiy towards it and so he brought it back with him to take care of it and heal it until it can fly again. However, the bird didn't flew away after it healed completely to leave his side, even though he kept on insisting to letting it go, it stubbornly wouldn't leave. Defeated, he just decided to keep it with him, as long as it likes but eventually they both formed a contract of bond, as master and pet.

I picked up a pen and began to write again. This time, I wrote in French. [December 10th, 2024. Light snow.] [I'm leaving, Mom and Dad.] [Before I go, I can't help but ask: if you never liked me, why did you search for me everywhere back then?] [Is it really true, what people say? That a child you didn't raise will never matter to you?] [But why do some parents look so happy when they find their children again?] [They say when parents find their biological children, it feels like losing them all over again. Maybe I'm the exception. Being found by you was when I truly lost my parents. I had a perfect image of you guys in my mind, and you ruined it.]

Janina had asked for his help and company after Lucius and Clyde told her to just leave what she can’t change. "Birds have hollow bones, that’s how they are able to fly.” “Yeah, it's just obvious. They would be too heavy otherwise.” “You could crush one easily in your hand if you wanted to.” “What the—“ Janina sighs confused and a little scared by the serious tone of the younger. “You have to be extra careful with chicks, Harley, they are too fragile." “Yeah. Baby chicks die if you hold them too tight, Janina” Harley finishes. “I’m sorry, I can’t stay,” He apologizes as he leaves a pat on Jana’s shoulder, too many nightmares being revived by the loud muffled misery sipping through the door.

the birdman said angrily, secretly feeling that perhaps William's words were true. The birdman and the other gray wolf had little contact, and they weren't even considered friends. But when he was a child, the birdman dreamed of being a good flying bird. Once, he was practicing in the winter and fell into a lake, almost freezing to death. At that time, a very young gray wolf passed by, picked up the birdman with his hand, and casually threw him aside on the snow.

Outside, under the moonlight, there was a group of small birds just like the ones she had taken care of, but this time they shone with a soft light. Among them, Sira saw the bird she had once helped, recognizing it by the tiny white spots on its wings. The bird flew close to Sira's window, as if inviting her to come out. Although a little hesitant, Sira felt compelled by curiosity and the belief that the bird would not lead her into anything dangerous. Carefully, Sira put on her warm robe and opened the door to the house slowly, so as not to wake her mother. Once outside, the bird flew low, leading the way, while the others surrounded Sira, like little stars moving together. They led her to

"Winnie's too afraid to give birth because of the pain, so make sure Nina gives birth to Winnie's and my baby after I leave, no matter how you do it!" He didn't want Winnie to endure even the slightest bit of pain, yet was willing to use my body as a tool to carry their baby. Thinking back to how that b*stard son of mine was cackling while he pushed me down the stairs, I reached to touch my stomach. 'Since you don’t know how to be a proper human being, then don't be born, alright?'

The detail in those feathers is exquisite, every line sharp and sure. I glance back at the walls. Most of the animals she has up are wolves, which makes sense, I guess. But none of them appeal to me. Nothing I want inked into my skin permanently. I do another slow circuit of the room, scanning for anything I might have missed, but it is the same. The only piece that keeps catching my eye is the bird. Sage must notice, because from my spot by the far wall she says, “It’s a phoenix. The phoenix dies and is reborn from the ashes. It symbolises rebirth, strength and transformation.”

until it is in front of the crack that illuminated the room.She comes closer and peers outside.There are many things that she saw for the first time, the trees, the flowers, the animals, the insects, the sun, and the wind.Amazed, the fairy flies over the surrounding forest.Going higher she flies over a hill and even higher she finds herself on a mountain.The fresh air, the noises, the humidity, all those things made her happy.Then, a butterfly is caught in a dragonfly's boat, which then flutters its elongated wings in front of the fairy, the fairy follows.A beautiful bird also approaches the fairy and, ignoring it, goes to the dragonfly and devours it in one peck.The fairy begins then, foll