Celestial Phoenix Novels & Stories

I was insanely curious to learn fact from fiction. ‘Yes, they do have a counterpart. Phoenixes are extremely powerful. The light that they contain is pure. Much purer than Fae light. They were created to cleanse the darkness of the world and are actually very rare creatures. Therefore, they are hunted, sought after, and enslaved by sick bastards who steal the phoenix’s light for their own use. Often times, it’s used to create weapons,’ Reika told me with sadness evident in her voice.

(Five years later) Lyra’s POV I leaned against the dark tinted window of my limousine as it drove past the City. My reflection stared back at me, my face covered with a Phoenix shaped mask that only allowed my eyes and mouth to be seen, it was my Trademark. The world now knew me as The Phoenix, the name wasn't just branding. It was my story. I had risen from destruction, rebuilt by hands that should never have held me together, and now the very fire that consumed me was now my fuel and weapon.

She signaled to Aunt Rue with a wink before motioning for the frightened Emmett to leave with her. Aunt Rue’s complexion was deathly pale. Upon taking a closer look, I noticed her hands were trembling around that box. Meanwhile, Asgon ignored her and began to cast a spell. I felt a cool sensation run over me. The raging fire around me began to fizzle out. With Asgon protecting me, the golden egg was laid. In an instant, an ancient and divine power came down from the heavens. Spiritual energy soared, and a hundred birds danced around us. It was a miraculous sign heralding the birth of a phoenix.

Stella's face was unrecognizable now, even her mother would have trouble recognizing her like this The bunch of rich generation heirs subconsciously gave more space between themselves and Alexa. "What were you saying just now? My mom was what?" Alexa screamed as she held on the Stella. Her mother was her reverse scale, she would kill for her! She hadn't shown her power making the group of classmates think she was easy to bend. "No ...No...No... I was just blurting rubbish, please don't mind me.... please,’’ Stella begged, as she held her cheeks which were all swollen.

"You wasted five of your time saying that, take good care of your next words." "My name is Stella and I'm an astronomer," I decided to introduce myself, to at least win more than ten seconds. It seemed to work because the Alpha sketched a slight shock when dilating his pupils. Around us, the silence was present. "I study the stars, and I found coordinates following the constellations of the zodiac. Or rather, some constellations, because there were many others that I didn't have time to translate." "And what did the moon say to you?" he asked, letting go of my chin. "Duntied did the moon agree to send you here?"

"Good, you may now leave." Hopefully this trip to the Crestmoon pack would help me in more ways than one. This meeting between the Crestmoon and my pack was in accordance with our annual mating ceremony but I have other plans. The Crestmoon pack and our pack are great allies, but my main visit would be that of seeing Selene the oracle. The oracle who has been known to have died as I've heard is still alive and resides or currently hides within the sanctuary of the Crestmoon pack. I was able to confirm this with Alpha Killian who is the head of the Crestmoon pack.

Forward was the only direction left. The corridor opened into a round chamber flooded ankle-deep with stagnant water. Crumbled columns leaned like broken teeth. A mosaic on the ceiling, half-buried in mold and shadow, showed a phoenix with wings spread and flames curling around its talons. Ember looked up, her breath catching. “It’s one of the old sanctums,” Lena whispered. “From before the wars.” I stepped ahead, the cursed mark burning like a live brand. The chamber pulsed around us, and in the far corner, something moved.

“Your dad really left you in the dark, didn’t he?” I didn’t reply, and that silence was answer enough. Vivian’s voice took on a reverent tone, like she was speaking of ancient myths made real. “Phoenix wolves are among the rarest and most powerful beings in our world. Not just werewolves—they’re something beyond. Something sacred. They don’t just shift; they burn and rise. They carry the fire of rebirth, with powers that rival the moon goddess herself. They’re like divinity walking in flesh.”

“Oh no, they didn’t allow us to bring Carol with us. I am worried about it. I trust Vera, but I don’t trust my hopping baby, phoenix. Do you think it’s looking for us? Is it crying?” “Princess, Carol is getting smarter now. You explained everything to it and it quietly stayed with Vera, right? Don’t worry, our baby phoenix will be fine. Right now, let’s concentrate on finding the dreamcatcher,” Zephyr said. “Hey! Look!” Reese said, pointing at the black, blue and red sky merging at a point like a spiral cloud whirlpool. “What’s that?” Zephyr and I exchanged glances. “Could it be the point where nightmares merge?”

But just then, the world tilted. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. The protective barrier around the Phoenix Court, the one my mother had sealed with a fragment of her very soul had shattered. "That's impossible," I whispered. No demon beast, no matter how powerful, should have been able to breach it. Not unless…there was a traitor. Franz and I rushed out. The clan was in chaos. High-level demon beasts had invaded. A fledgling Phoenix, barely ten, was pinned beneath the foot of a boar-beast. She was moments from death.