Blue Pheonix Novels & Stories

Phoenix’s POV (New Character Unlocked!) The airport was a blur behind me, nothing but noise, dragging suitcases, and a few too many side-eyes at my rainbow hair. I couldn't care less. Let them stare. I'd dye it neon green next time, just to spite them. Phoenix Alvira Saavedra. Protector of blood. I had barely tossed my designer duffel into the passenger seat of my sleek black Porsche 911 Turbo S before I was tearing out of the airport driveway, engine roaring like a beast that couldn’t be tamed. No text, no warning. Surprise was half the fun

"Circa two hundred years old, written before the bloodline was believed extinct." He opened it carefully, pages yellowed and brittle, and began reading aloud passages he'd already marked. "Phoenix power manifests in stages, typically triggered by significant emotional extremity or physical crisis. Early manifestations often present as elevated body temperature, accelerated healing, and localized warmth concentrated near the heart." "That matches everything I've experienced."

I stood where I was even when my instincts were hitting the flight part of it hard. Then I saw it… Streaks of red raced through the sky before coming down hard against the boundary in multiple points. Not ordinary fire. No…this was Phoenix fire. A sea of sparks exploded, sending them through the air. Everything shook. The ground. The trees. Our boundary held until one more round of Phoenix fire hit it. Victory was shouted out by the demons as if they’d already won the battle.

Pate looked at the sheet of paper with a gold wax stamp and an eagle print on his desk. The color and emblem of this wax stamp are Raltz's, and of course, this letter means it's from Raltz. Each clan does have its color and symbol. The symbol is presented using animals, which are bird groups, and colors that also represent the animal. The Haltz clan has the Phoenix bird as their emblem and red as their clan's official color. While Raltz has an eagle with gold color. While Waltz, they have a black crow.

I’d be able to handle it, control it, better than she ever could. “Falcon, if this doesn’t work I don’t know what I’ll do,” my mother fussed, her hands wringing in her lap. My father, who’d been pacing back and forth, stopped and knelt before her, clasping her hands within his. Falcon. Stupid ass name. “This will work, Helen. We did the research and contacted everyone we could. Our girls will find their mate amongst the phoenixes and they will both be fine. Sol is strong, strong enough for the both of them even if this doesn’t work. I promise you they will be fine.”

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

So, Blue forced a laugh. “No one wants to marry their father,” She forced another laugh as she spoke. “On the contrary—you want a man who is going to be as good to you as I have and Richard is exactly that,” That self-assured smile only grew, and Blue couldn’t lament the fact that for once in her father’s sad life, he was right. Richard was about the only man on earth who could treat her like as much of an asset as her father had. Allegedly. “So good I could have raised him myself.” Because he loved stealing other men’s children. Allegedly. Next thing Blue would learn was that her mother is an escaped Darci Pierce—they certainly had the surname for it. And it wouldn’t be the hardest Blue wou

Blue flames began to rise from around me. “What have I done?” I asked myself in thought before my mind as well went out too. Blue flames don’t just come from nowhere. They can only be conjured up and controlled by a phoenix king and the last person to have such power was Ryan. Besides him, Blue flames come from only one place and it was outside the entire world. The Underworld.

“You don’t understand the bigger picture.” I tilted my head slightly. “Do you?” He frowned. “I know what you are planning to do,” I continued “You want to be powerful.” “That’s not what this is,” he snapped. “Isn’t it?” His nostrils flared. “Did you know Blue doesn’t see colors the way others do?” I said calmly. “And neither do you.” He stared at me, confusion shifting into anger. “She has color vision deficiency,” I went on. “And so do you.”

Phoenix was doing the same thing to their papa. Staring at their children's eyes is a moment Kamilla and Samuel always relish. It is almost like a celestial experience when they peer into their unique orbs. The toddlers' eye colors reflect their uniqueness, which made Samuel and Kamilla concerned. They all expected significant changes after their discovery, but as the triplets grew older, their unique characteristics became more apparent. Each of them have different eye colors. A significant case of heterochromia, which affect their iris. Phoenix possesses a pair of midnight blue and sea green orbs. Marcus has a pair of emerald green and grey orbs, whereas Winter has amber and ice blue.