Mythical Birds Novels & Stories

It was a blue bird! Li's heart sank into despair. His pupils dilated and his limbs froze. He could feel fear tingling from every strand of his hair to the tip of his feet. That was the logo for the Queen of the underworld. A unique blue bird that had only appeared once in myth. It was said that a white dove represents peace but a blue bird stood between the pinnacle of peace and war. A balance of the two. The Queen of the underworld restored balance to the chaotic world when a war threatening their demise broke out. Her might was known all through the underworld and she was feared as much as she was respected.

It nested in a golden apple tree, preening its brilliant fiery peacock wings. “Yes, my love. It is zhar ptica, the firebird. She brings good fortune to all who see her. Unless of course, you are a fool of a prince that wishes for more than he can handle! Then, my dear, you will find yourself in for a world of pain.”

Surely? As quietly as she could she hurried out of her chambers and down the stairs to the courtyard, stories of the Lightning Bird swirling in her head. Half-man, half-bird, the Lightning Bird was a portent of chaos, of unravelling. It was a myth in a city of a thousand myths. One that old people told to young as a warning or a blessing. Voices coming from a darkened corner of the courtyard stopped her. They were low but the tension was unmistakable. Ilyria stopped, distracted from her pursuit and pressed back into an alcove near the door she had just exited.

I coughed, setting the cup aside as Pelin bounced in place, clutching a thick, old book I hadn’t seen before. “Pelin—what—” “Moonbirds!” she practically yelled. “They’re here! In ancient times, there were actual moonbirds!” I stood up so quickly the world tilted. She flipped the book toward me, pointing at the page. “It says they were also called Heaven’s Birds because their eyes were blue and their feathers pure white.” My breath caught painfully in my chest. I grabbed her and hugged her hard, laughing and crying at the same time as she twirled us clumsily across the rug as sunlight poured through the window.

I turned to look again, and there was nothing. "Wait!" I said with a frown, my eyes and head moving from side to side. "Let me guess, do you don't see it again?" Michael said and I turned to look at him. "How do you know?" I asked. "The phoenix is a mythical bird known for its cyclical rebirth, rising from the ashes of a previous life. This symbolizes renewal, immortality, and the triumph of life over death," Michael said. "We are werewolf, the home of a Phoenix, would look like a mountain to us, whether or not, a Phoenix bird lives there. But it looked like a ruining castle and sometimes vanishes, in the eyes of humans, when a phoenix is still using the cave as it's home. You will have seen

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

POV of the mythical bird, associated with death and prophecies- I am Gamayun. Just a regular bird out in the sky of the mighty dragon realm. As I soared high in the sky, I could see the realm stretched out beneath me. Today, another Royal Dragon funeral was taking place, but it was not like any other I had seen before. The atmosphere was thick with grief and sadness, and even the clouds seemed to have turned a somber shade of grey. The air felt heavier around the palace as if it had covered itself with a cloak of sorrow.

"Vermilion Bird?" White Light was shocked to see the blue firebird appear above Long Chen. It was one of the ancient beasts that was very close to fire. If the Phoenix had eternal life and could be reborn from fire, then the Vermilion Bird was a true bird that lived in the fire itself. They were familiar with various types of fire, including hellfire. In fact, the Vermilion Bird's fire was said to be even more powerful than the Phoenix's own fire.

I saw it going up, my refuge, in a haze I lost it all, I lost it in an inferno, ablaze." "What do you think?" Aelanor looks at her companions. "It has to be some kind of bird, wings, plumage, feathers," Saayan offered. "Thunderbirds, Griffin, Adarna, there are so many." "Those are mythical creatures, Princess Saayan, they don't exist." Aelanor said. "They do, indeed, Princess," Pylaieus broke in. "What is myth in the human world is history in our world."

She turned her head and looked up at the sky. She saw hundreds of drones flying in a direction to create something. It was a message… "Violet, you have me wrapped around your fingers." The drones moved into other directions to write another text. "I can't escape, neither can you." The drones moved again. "I promise to be the best husband for you." "I love you… and I will love you only till my last breath." The drones dispersed and she turned around to look at him. Ethan frowned seeing tears in her eyes again.