Wings Of Love Bird Haven Novels & Stories

With Love, The Cloud.

But now that I am being forced to leave her behind and pretend that the little amount of time we spent together meant nothing to me, I was wrong and I realise I love her. And even though I am leaving without her today, I will come back for her. She is mine. Nathanial just doesn’t know it yet, and he will have to get over it. Just like I did when Andrea chose him over me. “What is it, Little Bird?” I mutter, trying to sound cold and reserved. “I don’t hate you,” she whispers in a barely audible tone. “My heart will always belong to you. I’m just sad that I wasn’t enough to make you feel the same way for me.”

As he toyed with it, he mocked, "Zack, don't tell me you've spent the past five years repenting by folding these paper cranes every day?" My face instantly turned pale, and I hurried to take back the box of paper cranes. Those were made by the children for my wife who had helped improve their environment, and each crane carried the children's purest wishes. "They belong to my love! Give the box back to me!" I shouted, my voice trembling with urgency. Quilton deliberately dodged me, taunting, "Just now, you said you had nothing to do with Melissa, and now, you're saying this belongs to your love? Isn't your love Melissa? Talk about being crazy! Haven't you realized that you're out of her leag

Spikes admiring it, a large bird, perhaps, an hawk flew off a broken window beautifully and swooped down towards us, flying in at full speed. Mr. Spikes eyes were greener than ever as he stood, his neck, longer and tilted up, watching the wonderful bird entertain us. The bird got closer and closer, its shadow, right at my front - smaller but darker, I thought its eyes were locked in with mine. When I was becoming quite worried that it was heading for one of us, it flipped its wings to another angle and stirred away from us with a chirrup. A look of worry raided Mr. Spikes face at once and he started shouting, waving after the bird. "Birdy, come 'ere!", He kept quiet then went off again, loud

Andrew I was looking outside of my room's window just seeing the wonderful art by nature always makes me happy somehow the big blue sky, the blue ocean, the green mountains, beautiful birds always help me to calm my anger but this time it was not helping me, my anger was just growing inside of me day by day. I never felt so helpless I have everything but still, I can't have her, why? I ask myself that question many times I can't focus on any other thing except her.

The bird was back. Perched outside of the attic window, it chirped a cheerful song, fluttering its wings and tapping its beak on the glass. Ella Sinders found herself distracted again. The bright blue feathers, the same shade as the sky behind the visitor, beckoned her to come outside, to feel the crisp spring air, feel the grass beneath her feet, gaze at the clouds as they rolled by, and forget all of her troubles.

Aretha teasing her big sister. “Princess, remember this. It’s not just any Mr. Smith, but that Mr. Smith is from Dragon Valley, and he will come to fetch up our Beebee using a unicorn when he becomes Prince Charming.” Aretha burst into laughter while their mom winked at Phoebe, then she laughed too. “Oh my, not again, Madame.” Phoebe sighed, then threatened her little sister. “Hey! Princess, if you keep laughing crazily like that, then you should drive this black baby for a whole day.”

His hands turn into a fist on his sides. In less than a naked eye could blink thrice, a blue colored magnificent bird with huge slender wings flew its way inside the house and swiftly landed on Brylle's left arm looking so dangerously formidable yet graceful. It is a messenger bird, a very intelligent one too. It was actually been the only one of his kind left and existed in all parts of Lheda Kingdom. Nobody would be able to see any other kinds of it again. It also means that only Brylle have this magnificent specie as a pet.

Blood like a flood cascade massively flowed out. Uri watched the scene in horror, forgetting to breathe. Voz Marken frowned, bowing his head to look at his chest, the black wings behind him suddenly disappeared, fell to the ground. He lifted his head, a flash of yellow light shooting out, rushing towards Alex. Watch out! Uri wanted to remind Alex but could only scream in his head. It wasn't until later when he remembered, Uri knew Alex didn't need him to be reminded. Alex calmly stood in place, neither dodging nor making any movement. The beam of light rushed in front of him and then suddenly disappeared.

Edwards looked at her and spoke with a loving voice, she obeyed him and went to sit next to her, and he gently wiped her tears. - Madam, don't cry. - Yes. She smiled and hugged him. The family of four reunited, making others jealous. Their family is so happy, like a professional painting by an artist. No matter how far apart, the heart still has an opponent. Sharing the same rhythm, never leaving. Love doesn't have to be through pain or interruptions between other people. But love is mutual trust, as long as two people love each other, even if they are blessed or opposed, they still won't back down. Being apart but still thinking about each other, still hoping for the other person to return