Bird Fiction Novels & Stories

“This is my secret space.” I close my eyes to take in the smell of the trees and pollen emanating from the flowers. The birds are chirping on the trees, and when I take a closer look, I notice that one of the bird is wearing a knitted scarf. “It was born without feathers, and poor thing went through so many treatments for survival.” She looks at the bird that I’m staring at. I beam, and then my eyes suddenly catch a glimpse of a movement. The rabbit hops closer to me, my lips curl up when I notice two more cottontails next to its original tail, forming a triangle.

“Okay.” She adjusted the blanket around him, tucking it lightly under his shoulders. “There once was a little bird,” she began softly, “who lived in a very large cage. The cage was beautiful. It was made of gold, and everyone who saw it thought the bird was lucky.” His eyes were already softer now. “But the bird didn’t care about gold,” she continued. “It cared about the sky.” He blinked slowly. “The bird would sit by the bars every day and look out at the open sky, wondering what it would feel like to fly without limits.”

It was a huge red bird flying all around the forest. Boogsh! Boogsh! “What is happening?!” The students who were in the forest heard a loud screech. The students panicked when they saw a huge bird in the sky. Soheila smirked when she saw the huge bird in the sky. This bird is neither a Phoenix nor a Vermilion Bird. It's a Gigantic Firebird. In a book she had read, the Gigantic Firebird is third only to the Phoenix and Vermilion Bird. Its aura made the spirit beasts around the forest hide and when Soheila increased her five senses, she immediately felt the presence of a spirit beast. A Gigantic Firebird is also an ancient spirit beast that made them rare. Soheila could only see this in a book

My legs tremble so much that I don't know how I'm still standing. The forest is so silent that I can only hear the sound of my stealthy and painful breathing. The birds that I used to hear singing every day when I woke up seem to have moved away. Making this forest even more depressing. I have never seen any kind of animal or bird in person, only the sounds they emit. Birds are said to be carnivores, that they feed on domestic animals. That they are lost in the forest or abandoned by their owners, to be devoured.

Sad he thinks the egg is breaking, but a new crack is heard and a golden beak pierces the shell. The two traveling companions look at the egg in fascination as the creature slowly destroys the egg's shell and breaks free. Unlike other birds that are born helpless, she, despite being small, was born to fly. Her feathers glowed and they were delighted to see the little phoenix's movements, which gave the illusion of hovering flames. The animal lands on Lucifron's shoulder and sings a melody that will move the hardest hearts. - I think she wants the berries. – Sophia says – there are not enough for both of us. Give them to the strange bird.

“Master, that must be a Core Feather belonging to one of my clan members, since the only Firebird nest in the Four Continents is my clan” Firebird said. “What, didn't you say only one egg was brought by the Gods? How can there be other Firebirds besides you?” Xiao Long asked. Firebirds are very rare, especially in the Four Continents. Thinking there was a nest that was a Firebird clan, it meant there were many Firebirds there.

Tall trees above her were slowly filling with different birds, trying to take solace in the natural shelter. A beautiful mountain blue bird caught her attention with its beautiful song, Charlotte placed her arm under her head and enjoyed the symphony. Strange enough, that bird came down and hopped beside her, capturing her full concentration. Charlotte noticed a carrier on its talon, used to send private messages. “Who is it?” She patted the bird gently and removed it with great care. “Boom!” That bird caught fire and turned into ashes in a split second. “Don’t be afraid of the bird’s death, it was just a spell not a living being.”

I replied. “In Raven folklore,” he said quietly, “they’re known as the birds that never stop waiting.” I looked back at him. “What do you mean?” “They only choose one mate in their lifetime.” “Oh.” “If that mate chooses someone else…” His eyes remained fixed on the bird. “…they never choose another.” My smile slowly faded. “They’ll still follow them from a distance.” “They’ll still watch over them.” “They’ll still sing whenever they see them.” “But they’ll never fly close enough to disturb the life their mate chose.”

Soma right away took her into his arms, “I don’t know if I should kiss you or pat your heart right now.” Their heart break for her, they knew the reason because her scent were stronger after Sky reached a certain age. But the way her grandparents kept her in the dark of a vast world outside of Bluedawn territory. “They kept you inside the golden cage, a beautiful songbird, Skylark.” Payne was mentioning a bird with the same name as her, the Eurasian Skylark, a Passerine bird in the lark family. “Your fate is just like a bird, trapped inside a golden cage.” He approached her seat and put his hand on her chin. “Such a small and fragile bird, trapped in a beautiful cage by her own family.”

The impact made me dizzy, but the glass remained unbroken. Thick smoke filled the air, and the roaring flames surrounded me. My vision blurred, and I collapsed to the ground. Just then, I heard a loud crash, and the glass shattered.