Wings Of Love Bird Haven นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I love you more." When the two of them embraced, a small bird that had been perched on the window, immediately flew away. The bird is brown with a hint of yellow in some feathers. He flew higher and higher and shot up to leave a little puff of smoke in the air.

She will visit Conri in the grand hall and tell him the fun story. And that's what brought them here. The odd couple is riding the most beautiful and romantic bird of the utopia. The mourning dove peahen which has the most spectacular, beautiful blue-green plumage and spotted tail feathers. They are heading to the northen lands of the neighboring country of Ignas, the land of the Giants.

Roselyn and CJ Kinsley flanked them while Jacira Silvercloud stood a little apart, her arms crossed but a pleased smile on her cherub-cheeked face that reminded me of her father’s smile. Above them, DOVE hovered, its metallic wings reflecting the late afternoon sunlight. The mechanical bird’s Indigenous markings pulsed with a soft green glow, and its sentient programming allowed it to shift and adjust midair with uncanny precision. Even from a distance, I could sense its protectiveness over Jacira, circling overhead as if it were standing guard. I glanced at Alex. He had stopped short, eyes narrowing at the sight of the bird. “I still owe that thing for ruining my favorite hat,” he muttered.

Her wings fell back into her body, screaming. Covering my mouth, a sob wrecked through me. I had forgotten she would feel the pain, too. Too worried about watching Mortus breathe his last breaths. The warrior, his eyes solemn with pity, gently gathered her in his arms, picked her up. Her head leaned into his chest, gripping his uniform. “Leave me,” she cried again. Wings sprung forth from his body, shaking his head. His wings hummed in the pattern of a hummingbird and took flight to the palace.

Glory, Prince Xander Reenan's favorite bird, monitors all the wedding preparations made by King Van De Fretas and Katty Emerlinda. He had even heard everything that King Van De Fretas and Katty Emerlinda had to say. Now, he is ready to meet Prince Xander. The temple on the hill was the safest hiding place. Katty Emerlinda never knew of her whereabouts. It was afternoon. The royal palace of the Blue Kingdom was getting busier. Glory couldn't wait any longer to meet Prince Xander. He flew away from the royal palace of Blue Diamond to go see Prince Xander. Twilight on the hill. In front of the wooden hut, under a shady tree, Prince Xander was leaning back. His right hand was stroking his best f

It was in the morning snd they had nothing to do, so they decided to play. Not that long, four birds suddenly flew towards their backyard. They are two blue birds and two red birds. It was the four-winged rocks, the parents of Bluey and Red. They changed their size into a small bird since they didn't want to catch the people's attention. “Soheila, it's the four-winged rocks.” Sirene informed Soheila while looking up to the sky. Her heart was racing since this is the first time they saw the four-winged rocks after they left the Sidee Continent. They knew that they had been following them secretly since that's the deal.

“You know he’s going to cry, right?” I smile quietly. “Maybe.” Little by little, the hummingbird comes to life beneath the artist’s brush. Its wings stretched elegantly backward as though frozen mid-flight. Tiny details form carefully with each stroke. Greens. Blues. Hints of iridescent purple. It isn’t huge, only about three and a half inches tall, but it is stunning. I find myself completely mesmerized watching it come together. “That’s incredible,” Sav whispers. I nod slowly, unable to take my eyes off it. The hummingbird has become something deeply symbolic between Greg and me over the last few months. Freedom. Movement. Loyalty despite distance. It fits us perfectly.

I requested, trying to keep the energy immoderate. “Absolutely! I can’t wait to find out,” he said, glancing at me with a smile. “I’ve heard there are a few awesome views on the pinnacle.” “I’ve visible photographs online. It’s supposed to be breathtaking!” I answered, my heart racing at the idea of achieving the summit collectively. As we parked the automobile, I took a deep breath, feeling the sparkling air fill my lungs. I stepped out and stretched, taking inside the beauty spherical us. The bushes swayed gently within the breeze, and I have to concentrate birds chirping happily.

She always seemed to know the enemy’s plan, always there to warn me before it happened. But now, something feels different. She didn’t just ask me to leave a place; she also didn’t give me a conventional meeting spot. Instead, she requested that I head over to one of the outposts of Solara City—a literal kind of wilderness, with nothing inside. We couldn’t even have sex there, at least not that I could see, unless this was some new tactic she was inventing. I didn’t remember any buildings being there, but hell, it had been a long time since I had been to any of the outposts. Even during my attacks on the Shadow Fang with my men, I had barely set foot there.

With my protection, you have nothing to be afraid of. Jasmine shot me a mocking look and replied, "Darling, you're the best. Love you!" I sneered internally. Harold had no idea it was me on the other end of the call. If he did, he'd be on his knees begging. I regretted my blind faith in love. Back then, I ignored my father's warnings and insisted on marrying my so-called true love. Luckily, before I boarded the plane, I had told my steward about where I was going. By now, he should be on his way with my subordinates.