Mythological Birds Novels & Stories

He was still the Etruscan Charun, the underworld daemon, but instead of a mallet to deliver finishing blows, this executioner carried on his back a pair of then folded wings that seemed to consist of a thousand iron feathers, like those armor-piercing arrowheads of the sagittarii; only each one of them is intricate and polished to razor-sharpness. I have heard of such a creature only in rumors: the Avalerion. Larger than an eagle and lord over all birds. Plumage the color of fire and wings and talons that could cut through flesh and bone. Only a pair is said to exist at any time. It was little wonder that the heralds would portray it as a bird without a beak – and without feet! Quite belated

If only he knew who I was, would he be singing the same tune? We reach the center of Bozgvol ad step out of the carriage. King Panja’s soldiers are stationed around the streets at intersections of the cobbled roads. I look up towards the main street that ascends to the Megaron and see a few companies of elite soldiers quickly marching up toward the large and magnificent structure. The humongous statues of the gods Apsu and Tiamat stood tall. Carved from the finest marble and looked down on the city below them as if they still ruled this place. Carved into the marble walls were depictions of flying creatures, two were of dragons and some were of different large birds. They were the gods of th

, he said pointedly. Ash laughed, "What like dragons and unicorns?" he asked amused. "Exactly like dragons and unicorns", James answered, "Not just dragons and unicorns though, creatures like Sphinx, the Firebird, Kappas, The White Tiger from Japanese lore, the Giant Turtle, The Chinese Zodiac animals, Fenrir, Cthulhu, The Kraken, etc." he listed and then continued, "It's not just creatures of the Old Ones, but gods and goddesses of the world, plants, trees like Yggdrasil", he informed them, "An Ascendant through meditation, meets the one that has chosen them, in this meditative state, these creatures guide you to who you will Ascend and become", he informed them.

But the facts were all aligned in his mind and there was no denying it. The pheonix had always been a myth, a story that warriors dreamed of when they sought glory on the battle-field. Hoping, that someday the pheonix would rise and fight by their side, burning their enemies to the ground. People had always described the pheonix as a flaming bird, a creature of fire and destruction . But what if the stories had been exaggerated over the centuries. What if the pheonix wasn't a bird at all... but a powerful Ardanam rising from the ashes, spreading her wings, with the full majesty of her Soulborn power behind her. What if the pheonix, that creature of blood and ash, of hope and destruction - wa

As his words fell, a powerful, terrifying roar reverberated in the distance. A violent sound, full of rage, tore through the air. It seemed an even more fearsome beast was approaching. Adrian's eyes gleamed coldly as he sensed the change. From the distant horizon, a massive creature emerged from the void. It was an ancient beast—a bird, to be precise. Adrian's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected it to be an ancient beast, let alone one as powerful as the Red Feather Divine Bird. The bird's greatest strength lay in its wings, forged from mystic iron. A single blow from those wings could inflict excruciating pain and even shatter the body of anyone struck by them.

Alex replied, nodding. "Good!" However, the pursuers had just caught up with them. The first to arrive were all divine birds and beasts known for their speed in the chi universe. Especially the Gigantic Divine Bird, who was even more defying at the bottom of this sea. It soon came to rest in front of Alex and the others. There were two eternals on its back, the Great Emperor and the King of Nine Deaths. "Heavenbane, hand him over. You have no way out," said the King of Nine Deaths.

she began, her voice clear and articulate, carrying effortlessly across the room, “refers to the legendary phoenix. In Greek, it is known as phoenix, a magnificent firebird born from myth and symbolism.” She continued with natural eloquence, as though recounting a favorite story rather than answering an academic question. “According to legend, the phoenix appears every five hundred years. The Egyptians knew it as Bennu, a sacred bird associated with the sun and renewal, whose stories later traveled to Greece. When its time comes, the phoenix gathers aromatic herbs, fragrant woods, and scented leaves from across the land. It builds a nest upon a pyre and sets itself ablaze in a magnificent bu

Next, he told of the felines Minatious and Micya who took the form of tigers, though their children could take any large cat breed. Cullen frowned as he thought of the old legend. He couldn't recall who the rats or the bulls were. He would have to call Colin, who knew the myth better. Finally, he talked of the Phoenix. There had only ever been one pair who lived and died, only to be reborn. Mattieus and Annos were said to be the first. By the time he talked of the Moon Goddess and how the wolves devoted their allegiance to her in the original war with the humans, Jackson had opened his eyes.

I flick my wrist and the fire leaps from my palm. "How can you still do this?" I hear Ash ask. I tug a little at the freezing metal collar around my neck. "I'm not really sure," I murmur. "I wish I could do it," he mutters. "I'll teach you how when we get out of here," I tell him. I concentrate on the fire again, moving the matching flames in Ash's cell as well. "In the beginning there were seven gods, the most powerful of which were the twins Zahra and Kilano. Zahra was the goddess of life and Kilano the god of fire and ashes. Together they created the dragons."

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.