Miraculous Peacock Novels & Stories

“Found only on the Indonesian island of Sulawesi. It’s a peacock, otherwise known as a green swallowtail.” “It’s beautiful,” she says, and her eyes follow it all the way out of sight. “I’ve got one on the wall.” “I’ve seen it.” She smiles. “But it’s so much more beautiful when it’s flying, don’t you think?” I’m sure there’s no deeper meaning intended behind her words, but I feel it nonetheless. “Yes, Violet. It’s so much more beautiful alive.” “I feel alive,” she tells me. “Me too, sweetheart. Me too.”

"Feather fragments with unusual texture, resembling peacock down. Sparse but ultrafine, embedded in the threads. They don't appear natural; edges look deliberately sheared." Peacock down? My thoughts raced to Tessa's perpetually ajar door, where vibrant peacock plumes perpetually adorned her entry vase. The attending doctor, Alfred Spence, hurried over. "For children with sensitive lungs, peacock down acts as a fierce trigger. Intense contact can ignite sudden fevers, seizures, or worse. Any such items in your house?" "Absolutely not," I declared, my glare piercing Tessa. "We've never allowed bird feathers anywhere near."

—Ricardo was startled by his father's statement and must have understood that I had premeditated that night. ― I had said that I regretted dying without having the joy of seeing a grandchild born and Manuela revealed that she dreamed of having a child with Ricardo. That's why we made our requests to the Universe and it sent us more than two miracles, but three. My health and my two grandchildren. And now I want to make a toast to my Christmas miracles. Everyone raised their glasses. Alice and I had the fruit juice, but it had the same meaning as the champagne they all drank. Later, after the distribution of gifts, I asked Ric if he was disappointed in me and he replied:

She might have looked fragile, but she was definitely courageous. The entire mountain top was already shrouded in lightning, but Peacock Lilibet effortlessly floated between them. She stopped at the mountain top and then quickly made her way back. Within a few seconds, she was already back at the stone castle, and she had an Echeveria peacockii in her hands. It was apparent the lightning had not struck her at all; there was not a wound on her body. The Flying Feathers Alliance members erupted in a loud cheer, and even the White Tiger King and the other Beast Alliance members were nodding their heads in admiration.

It then stood straight up like a human in mid-air, expanding its body till it was ten meters tall, using just one of its trotters to stomp on Dolores. “Unreasonable!” Dolores said as she slapped the pig’s head harshly. This made Pigsy lose balance and roll to the side as if it were a bowling ball. Its nose and mouth were starting to bleed. It let out a painful cry, crawling up back to its feet and hiding behind Alex. “Holy sh*t, how is this bird b*tch so strong? Who is she?” Alex said, “She’s a peacock. And her powers… well, she’s likely a great Golden Immortal Demon.”

The best ones could try to be a Celestial, while those who had the right kind of body would have even more potential. Mirth knew she was nothing. She simply tried to ignore it. "Don't believe them. You have the Peacock Divine Vein! You're destined to fight for the top with the very best. These people are blind. They don't know a god even if he's staring at them in the eyes!" Logan laughed. His eyes had shown him that Mirth had a fiery peacock inside of her, burning and waiting to fly. "There are a lot of Divine Veins in this universe, and all of their possessors attain incredible power. A Peacock Divine Vein is one based on fire. It's the elite of all divine beasts. Anyone who possesses it c

The light became so bright that Phoenix had to cover her eyes so she wouldn't go blind. " Phoenix " A pleasant voice echoed the whole room. " Who...are... you? " Phoenix managed to ask, her whole body shaking in fear. Her eyes spotted something which made them widen greatly. Right in the middle of the room was a bird...a big bird almost the same size as an ostrich, rising from its ashes, with fire and flame revolving around it. The bird was no ordinary bird. It looked like a peacock with red and golden feathers, and a tail that was rich red. Its body was scarlet and gold plumage, making it look extremely beautiful.

Owl perception was always advantageous. "WHAT... Were you DOING?!" Prince Fenn once again bellowed loudly. Demanding an answer from Prince Chaitav. "What were your intentions with this Raven?! To be her mate??" After a moment, the Peacock began to tuck his softening member away again; he had finished with some satisfaction inside that servant, honored with his seed. His eyes locked with Master Fenn's. A silent promise for a future confrontation lingered in the peacock harpy's eyes, as he grew his turquoise talons in a frustrated and enraged gesture.

[Sixteen years ago, in the city of Lenford…] - A single petal floated in front of his eyes. It was a cherry blossom petal, one that signaled the beginning of the tree’s full bloom in spring. It was the first thing Michael McGregor saw before a girl about his age suddenly walked up to him, her hand tightly gripping the strap of her shoulder bag.

No wonder he was this drop-dead gorgeous, he was a peacock. A white and pink peacock, quite..... a unique breed, Dina suddenly had the urge to talk about life with Zero-one.