Diego Armando Phoenix Wright Mga Nobela at Kwento

Creed was right there with me, vowing that we would protect them. ‘All Phoenix wolves are paired with a Guardian, one who is able to amplify the Phoenix wolf’s abilities. They can also tap into those abilities on a smaller level in order to aid the wolf. She has already paired us with ours. That’s where Creed and you come into play. Like I said earlier, she knew that she could trust you for this. And I agree with her. We should keep this between us until we go back to your pack. It’ll be safer that way.’

MICHAEL'S POV. I sat quietly on the couch shaking the glass of wine in my hand, my mind still clouded with guilt. I still couldn't believe Allen talked me into this evil act, it wasn't because I was righteous, I was the complete opposite. My name was Micheal but I was known among the billionaires as “The drug devil”. I was a drug dealer, one that you shouldn't mess with…one that valued money more than family. I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived.

“Let’s go face the peanut gallery.” He grinned. “Lead the way, Phoenix.” We walked back toward the circle of chairs where Mama, Mama Red, and my brothers—Matteo and Salvatore—were camped out like royalty surveying their kingdom. My papa stood nearby, arms crossed, watching us with that unreadable expression he’d perfected over decades of fatherhood. Wolf didn’t flinch. Just nodded respectfully. “Sir.” Papa looked him up and down, then gave a slow nod. “You treat her right, you’ll have no trouble from me.”

And my thoughts were running through my mind. I blinked when I heard Phoenix's voice. "You are supposed to have short hair because you are a boy," Phoenix said to Diego. He was standing on the side of Diego's chair. The man put out the cigarette he was holding in the ashtray. "What about you? Why don't you mind your own business? You want me to squeeze your nose until you can't breathe?" "Diego! You're so childish!" I said, but the man handed the beer can to Phoenix.

Zandro was so shocked by the news. “You will learn to love her and besides they are a good family. You will love them when you meet them.” Mariano pleaded with his son. “Give this a chance son… Please!” for the first time in Mariano’s life he pleaded and not to mention he pleaded in his son’s favor...Now Zandro knows that his father’s friend is really special. “Alright! May I know who are they then?” Zandro uttered. “ Her name is Patricia Wright, 2nd daughter of my friend Gustavo Wright,” Mariano answered.

"And what was that? Who was that Phoenix that the girl said?" Then it took me, the heir of the Phoenix Corporation, to be named Phoenix. I'm not sure since I only see him on the news sometimes. "No way, are you the heir of the Phoenix Corporation?" I asked. Wow, and here I was thinking they were a mafia group or something. The Phoenix Corporation is the top leading corporation in the Philippines. I had heard that the CEO of the corporation was an Australian, Mr. Arthur Hill who migrated to the country and settled down with his Filipina wife.

"The entire members of the Wright family have, at last, arrived in the country just a moment ago" the news was flashed together with the footage of the arrival of the most famous personalities of the world. The Wright family. "Led by Chairman Lucien Wright and his stunning wife, international model, and renowned fashion designer, Alexzia Montes-Wright, their entourage includes the three equally dashing heirs. The eldest, CEO Lucas Alexander, the third heir, Xander Voulker, and the heiress, Alekzandria Valerie"

This was just the first phase of his scheme and he didn't want to ruin it because of his deep feelings for her. ************* The good thing about Safari CEO's death was the revival of the image of the CRUZ company. Things were eventually going well for them and since Maria didn't know exactly what Philip did, she kept her thoughts to herself and told him how weak she was to deal with Harriot. So he decided to take over things and break the heartbreaking news to Harriot, concerning his daughter's arrest. It wasn't long after they came to Dana's house that they were called about his cardiac arrest.

"Sometimes, they're not quick enough. By then it's beyond our control to do anything. Subsequently, we end up losing that person." "I'm taking this has happened before?" I knew I wouldn't like the answer but nevertheless, I carried on, if it was regarding my life and wellbeing I had the right to hear all the gruesome details. He nodded. "Unfortunately, yes." "These tests, how do they work?" "They strap you up to this piece of machinery called the Phoenix. You relive through every aspect of your life, all your memories from the start of your life to currently. I've been told everything going by in a flash but for you, all the memories weigh down on you, and the pressure from the machine, that

The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but black lace and the phoenix tattoo on her wrist that marked her rebirth. Rafael's intake of breath was audible. "Jesus, Natalie. You're..." "What?" "Perfect." He traced the tattoo with one finger, his touch feather-light. "This is beautiful. What does it mean?" The question hit her like a physical blow. The phoenix was everything—her death, her rebirth, her transformation from victim to avenger. It was the symbol of rising from ashes, of becoming something stronger and more dangerous than what came before. But she couldn't tell him that. So she gave him a version of the truth instead.