Black Dove Novels & Stories

“Not ordinary ones. These birds are trained by Florita and Elder Caelum. They live behind the main house, in the grove near the greenhouse.” A wave of relief washed over me. “I can use them?” “Of course,” she said, though worry still softened her voice. “Just write your letter and tie it gently to the leather strap on the dove’s claw. Then speak the name of the person you’re sending it to. The bird will do the rest.” “That’s incredible,” I whispered. “And extremely reliable,” she added. “They fly through storms, fog, wind, even magical barriers. They always reach their destination.”

Its feathers is a mix of green, brown, and gold. “Aww, you cute little thing,” I gush as I stake slow step toward it. It eyes me, lets out a coo, and flutters away to land just a few yards down the shoreline. “Hey, don’t run away from me.” I walk faster, eyes catching a thin, white rope tied loosely around its legs, trailing in the mud. “Oh, you're hurt. Let me help.” I say, rushing after it. The dove, sensing me, takes to the air again and into the line of trees bordering the property while I chase after it into the trees. “C’mon, little guy…”

The cold silence in the room was deafening to his ears and he blamed himself for her condition. None of this would've happened if he had listened to his elders all those years ago. So many had to die because of his foolishness. Instead of killing Raven as he was instructed to, he found himself being drawn to her. She was beautiful in a dangerous way and he knew that from the moment he first saw her. Dove, she was named at birth but also marked as cursed, as the black sun witnessed her coming to life.

as he took off running back towards the cavern, but my little dove didn’t listen to him, as her body stood there frozen staring at the other wolf. Before I knew what was happening, the huge black wolf took off towards my little dove, making me fear for her life as I took off after him.

Jude nodded as the giant shifted into his beastly form and shot off in the speed of lightning. Cole hoped that he was right. Otherwise, Dove might already be walking into those rogue wolves near the Hopeless Desert. They will think that she's an Omega since she's without a pack. And she will easily get into trouble with them because he hasn't marked her. d*mn it, Cole! He blinked to push away the fear crippling his consciousness. ****** [Dove] I should have taken the right turn. But I couldn't go back to my old pack; Abe would definitely send my father back to the fields again.

she wanted to add, "You use the dove when you want to show people your kindness, and use the raven when you want to scare and fuck people up their asses with your power." KIEK! The dove puffed out its chest proudly and the raven lowered its head sadly. Seeing them, Ezra laughed. "Why, Why? Were your personalities the opposite of your appearances? The raven is kind and the dove is evil?” KIEK! COO! Ezra laughed again seeing the raven and the dove fight with each other. “Your Highness, are you trying to comfort me?” asked Ezra. She was sure Heinrich could hear her and controlled the two birds in front of her.

The vulture asked the dove. "What do you mean, vulture? What deal are you talking about?" The dove asked. "I will take it from here, my vulture friend," the Indescribable being said to the vulture and made the same deal he made with the vulture to the dove. "Are you kidding me? You want me to betray my king and my people for the sake of meat and blood? As flying animals, the vulture and I have been chosen to save lives, the lives of the entire animal kingdom because we can fly up here and see what animals down there cannot. And as such, we are meant to be their eyes and directions, and inform them of any possible danger. It is quite unfortunate that the vulture has allowed himself to be boug

“It won’t survive out here.” Dwayne’s jaw tightened. “There’s a cave near the river. We can set up there for the night.” I nodded. “Then let’s move.” We mounted swiftly, the creature cradled against me as we rode. It whimpered, barely conscious. Weak. Dying. I couldn’t let it perish. Dwayne walked beside me, glancing at one of our warriors. “You know what this thing is, don’t you?” “It’s a Nymari. An ancient dove that only lived in the North.”

Standing, I make my way to the office that is on board the plane and shut the door behind me, sitting down, I pick up the satellite phone and call my father. "Dimitri." Came the gruff response. "What's happening?" "We have her," I said, I heard the relief in my voice. "Is it her?" He asked, double-checking what I had said. "Yes, it's the White Dove, she is coming home," I said, a sigh of relief left my father’s lips. "How is she?" "Not good." I sigh. "What do you mean, not good?" He asked, and I noted the change in his voice.

"Can you describe this woman?" "Um- I don't think so, I didn't really study her, but she had a tattoo on her wrist, I uh- It was like a- bird with an arrow." "The Hawks." Davy's voice resounded from behind me. The police man looked towards his direction. "I'm detective Davy Jones." Davy said as he earned a weird look from the police officer. Davy ignored it... "The Hawks are a remote group. Their logo was a bird with an arrow."