Blue Phoenix Bird Novels & Stories

I know that most of them decided a long time ago that they didn't want to Mate, Leaving me with the task of trying to convince them. I wish they would see it as I do, she is a gift sent was from the gods, a perfect firebird, to match our fiery moods, perhaps she could put a few of us in our place. I could already tell that she had spirit, though there was something very deep within her, and I could tell she had a troubled past. someone is harmed our little phoenix and I wanted to know who, I wanted them to feel worse than what they did to her whatever it was,

Pawn Clara got confused. "Pecan Zorro yew," Bishop Eloise repeated the bird's name with a laugh. Pawn Clara went a little closer and started looking carefully at the bird. It was a white bird about 8 feet tall, with red eyes that looked like two red pearls on white clouds. It was very beautiful to look at. Her heart skipped a beat when it turned to her and flapped its wings. The feathers were as soft as down, and so shiny she could see her reflection in them.

Her big silky lashes fluttered over her sharp phoenix eyes. She had pink-dedicate ears over her concave cheekbones. Yu Meng had a dainty nose with blossom-pink lips. Her stiletto shaped fingernails and a coracle-perfect chin were all well-proportioned . Her coral-black hair flowed over her shoulder as if it was the mother nature’s waterfall. Even though, Yu Meng saw the beauties of many types of unique individuals, she still had to sigh in admiration at the original owner’s face. “I think Fang Qingfei was actually jealous of Fang Ying’s beauty, so she started to pick faults with her, after all Fang Qingfei is probably too proud to admit that she is jealous, humph, that must be it!”

Greyson looks the other way while they do, giving them as much privacy as he can. A low screeching noise makes him turn. Chick is now a bright, almost iridescent blue bird, with a black head, a white stripe across their chest with an orange stomach. The undersides of their wings were black with white feathers in their armpits, or wing pits. He wasn’t sure of the correct term, but the bird stands around five feet tall, a bit shorter than Chick in their human form, but still incredibly impressive. They hop to the entrance and jump to fly off,

Birdene Black isn’t just some little girl Olivia and Jaxson adopted out of the kindness of their hearts. Birdene wasn’t adopted at all. She was stolen from the baby's room at the Cathedral Women’s Hospital the same night Angela and Nathanials’ daughter was taken. My Little Bird is my best mate's daughter. Amelia Taurine. It all makes perfect sense why Flynn Black was set on marrying her, and why Olivia and Jaxson kept her hidden from the public eye once she reached maturity. Amelia is a direct descendant of Niklaus Taurine, the very man who founded The Brotherhood and the empire it thrives on.

"Let her go,she's ours" The mist coil like Anaconda and rounded the forest,hissing,snapping effortlessly,it traveled along the part of the gamaliels and stood there as if to challenge them,the gamaliels sneer and in a minute their skins begin to peel,turning into a Phoenix,they'd the powers,they'd the strength that's why they addressed them as the red blooded kim,it changed from mallow to olive bad then salmon. The mist recoil moving back and in a snap they attacked,coiling around their enemies like ropes,the gamaliels tore it apart earning a loud squeal,a deafening one.

Blake said, gripping his face in frustration. “Oh, getting high and mighty being the chosen mate? Where is the ancestor title?” Feng Ling teased Blake. “I’m sorry it was sudden. Please let me talk to her and explain how important this is for you and Feng Huo.” Blake said with a deep sigh. “Blake, there is a Phoenix, and it’s blue. I thought all Phoenix was made of fire.” After she calmed down, Koran said, looking at the blue Phoenix in the distance.

The boy's sense of awe rippled through me as my eyes took in the Phoenix, temporarily covered in flames before it quickly snuffed the flames out and left a breathtaking bird in its place. The vibrant colours of yellow, orange, and red stretched from his beak to his tail. His feathers were mainly yellow, and I slipped from the boy's grip as I carefully approached him, stretching my fingertips out. His head slipped under my hand, pushing up into my palm in a sweeping motion that resembled petting, catching his flickering eyes on his way back up.

In this enchanted garden, I must have finally entered the realm of the Legendary Moonbird. A flock of peacocks stood before me. Their slender necks were crowned by crests of feathers, and their fan-like tails displayed a brilliant array of sapphire blues and emerald greens. But how could I discern the Moonbird among them? Which one was it? Then I spotted it. Nestled among the flock were two peacocks as white as snow, their eyes blue like the heavens. What truly set them apart was the pattern of the Nazar Boncuğu woven into their feathers.