The Caged Bird Wow Novels & Stories

"Once upon a time there was a beautiful bird with most beautiful wings.. She was the apple of her owners eye. Who never let her out of her cage in the fear of loosing her. All the other birds were jealous of her, for she had everything they ever wished for. She doesn't had to fight for food,water and shelter like other birds, she had all the best things at her feet, at her deck and call. But only she knew the truth. "Do you want to know the truth?" I asked her and she nodded her head vigorously like a small child. "she was suffocating from inside. She always questioned God why she had been cursed with such a life where she is just a prisoner, not having the freedom like other birds. She was

If she was too loud, she’d likely get in trouble for picking up the mess her stepmother had made in her room. Once everything was put back the way it should be, Ella wandered over to the window and stared out at the moonlit yard. The small opening gave her a view of the side yard. The view was nothing compared to the fountain and gardens she’d seen earlier, but it was nice to sit there and look at the great big world, thinking of how free she’d felt earlier with the air blowing in her face and the moonlight on her skin. She thought of the little bird who liked to sit here and wished she could have that sort of freedom all the time. But she was a caged bird, and her song had been stolen.

Flashback from Chapter 26 (Zoya's version) (Sahir and Zoya in twenties) Zoya entered in the pet shop. She had enough money to buy a pet for her. She looked around in the shop, there were puppies, rabbits, fish tanks. She roamed around in the shop with a smile. Today she will buy a pet who will be with her. She was tired of living alone in her boring hostel room. She wanted to forget him, the one who was not leaving her heart. The one whom she loved more than anyone else. She wanted to distract her mind. Her eyes fell on the cage of birds. She went near to them and saw the birds sitting quite in the cage. She remembered her childhood. How her hostel warden used to lock her in a room for weeks

The bird looks at him with sad eyes, and his hooting sounds like a cry. “Zog, what if you took the cage in the air?” “I can try, but they'll wake up from the noise. Besides, you have to take off this cloth, and the guard will raise the alarm.” While Lucifron was talking inside his mind, the bird turns to him, spreads his wings and sings a sad melody, and sets himself on fire. “What the fuck” – Lucifron says. “He really is a Phoenix. Wait, she will be reborn.”

Freedom. I run for it. But when I stand up, my head slams into something. The entire world shakes. And I instantly tip over, a wave of nausea roiling down my clogged chest as I fall down on my bottom. My outstretched hands hit against the golden bars that I hadn’t thought that actually existed. It’s a cage. Not just a cage. A massive birdcage hanging from the ceiling.

Danielle dismissed her opinion. “I can’t possibly allow myself to live like a caged bird. It doesn’t matter how posh the cage is. I need someone who truly understands me as I am. Karl understands me. That’s why he won’t throw a fit because of my insistence to work or pressure me to resign. He wouldn’t want to see me wasting away like a useless person.

“Then you’re in for a first.” I parked near a quiet corner where the smell of roasted corn and fried dough filled the air. She smiled—genuine this time. Watching her laugh as she tasted something simple made the world feel almost right. For a moment, I let myself forget who we're, birds in a beautiful cage . We were walking back to the car when it happened. The screech of tires. The blur of black vans. Shouts—three, maybe four voices—men moving fast. “Lia—”

And she, a caged bird, was drawn to the flame. Her body, starved for a touch that was not contaminated with worry or fear, yearned for him. The fiery silver chains reminding her perpetually of her captivity receded into the periphery. She was an Omega, her senses wailing for an Alpha, for a touch, for freedom.

"If you are playing me I will destroy you." "I am not " Alex said fiercely. He moved closer. ". Keep accusing me and I might start wishing I was the one selling you out." Rowan grabbed Alexs arm pulling him against the desk. Their bodies pressed together. Alex could feel the line of muscle beneath the suit. "You have no idea what you are walking into " Rowan said, voice rough. "This company is not business. It is a cage.. I am both prisoner and warden." The confession slipped out small but real. Alex caught the flash of something haunted in Rowans eyes.

He felt like a wounded animal, trapped in a cage of his own emotions, the bars of pain closing in around him. "Damn it!" Kabir's voice was a hoarse whisper, a blend of anger and anguish that he couldn't contain. His gaze fell on his own reflection in the shattered pieces of a mirror, his appearance distorted and fractured, much like his heart. He raised his blood-streaked hand and slammed it against the wall, a cry of frustration and despair escaping his lips.