Edo Phoenix Novels & Stories

The signature scent of the one woman I despised more than anyone else in this world. Sienna De Luca. The Omega with a heart full of light… and a life that was never meant to be hers. The Omega who thought that everything was easy, who got everything the way that she wanted to get it, who did not know what it was to struggle, and who did not know what it was to know pain. “I do not need to believe that it is going to work, I need to know that it is.” Hi Sarah. Turning to look at my father. “It won’t just work,” I said, sealing the vial between my palms. “It will change everything. Because right now I'm not going to rely on hope, I'm going to rely on facts and on what I'm going to do.”

Exodus yelled "And my daughter's been a dictator since her and Luther separated. Every law she made was against Dark Gods and all of you went for it. Memories be dam." Exodus said with a power in his voice that had everyone hold their breathe. It was completely quiet now. Exodus was known for his extreme power. That's how he was able to trick his way into power and create Mazaya. He never showed anger and when he did everyone shut up.

“She created wolves and dragons?” “Phoenix is blessed with the power of creation in her blood. She and her sister, Cleopoda, have the power of two pantheons running in them. Phoenix is as much our creator as she is the creator of dragons whom she loves so much.” “But why does she hate us so much?” The custodians shrugged. None of them had an answer to that question but Eldan had a suggestion.

"My heart didn't beat. My lungs didn't breathe. But Director Okonkwo's people brought me back. They used magic and science and things that shouldn't exist. They made me... this." Phoenix held up a hand, and it became translucent, like smoke. "I exist between life and death. I can touch both worlds. And Director Okonkwo has spent five years teaching me to use that power. To heal. To harm. To control." "This child is confused," Nadia said quickly. "The procedures used to save them were intensive. They've had difficulty distinguishing reality from…" "I can prove it," Phoenix said. "Watch." The child walked to where one of the Council Elders sat, an ancient man who looked frail and sick. Phoenix

“Someone mentioned Xienna Stoermer to you today?” “That’s right! You should know that man. It’s Ignatius Rowan who came with you.” “...” “Speaking of them, this is something from the distant past. I wonder what you wish to ask. How do you guys know the name, Xienna Stoermer? If I’m not wrong, that person only appeared ten millennia ago.” Dorothy pointed to herself. “I am the reincarnation of... Xienna Stoermer.” Phoenix was puzzled. “You’re Xienna Stoermer?”

Chapter 45 For the next two days Gael and I trained hard. We fucked equally as hard. Ever since our children were calmed down, my body has been light and ready to do what was necessary. Tolina was finally able to shed a little light on how my mama was able to do the things she does. Sophia was there also to help me understand. “Phoenix, your mother is what is known as a Heyoka empath. A very rare and powerful person. They have the ability to not only feel the emotions of others but can also project healing and discipline upon all others.” Tolina said

"Become my disciple and become Lord Fifth and Miss Sixth's shaman after they transform into dragons." Chad was speechless. He already had too many masters, and even more people wanted to take him as a disciple. However, Chad could not refuse Doug's sincerity. So he said, "Now, I'm hoping your revenge won't work!" Doug smiled. "It's settled. You've been so helpful. You even brought a sage to help." Chad was taken aback. "I didn't bring her. I only know her as Dark Phoenix!" Doug smirked. "Impossible; don't pretend to be clueless. She's someone by your side."

I question, looking over to Phoenix while everyone stares at us in complete shock. “My magics, I was angwy. The madder I gets da hotter I burn, like the fire biwd… my name? I see things, and I feel things because I can touch the soul. My magics is evewything,” Phoenix explains staggering closer to me, so I pull her into my arms feeling her exhaustion bleeding into me. “Dagon wanted kill you before da war,” Phoenix’s exhausted voice comes out almost as whisper, and I nod. “One he just started, we’ll be ok though, I won’t let anything happen to you or your daddies,” I brush her hair out of her face, and she smiles gently.

She walked a while until she found an entrance made by a bunch of leaves and heard noise coming from the other side. "Moon goddess, protect me," she prayed as she opened the leaves to find all the pack members all gathered around an altar. She walked a little closer, but not close enough for them to be disrupted or distracted by her presence. She saw Damien, Alex and Elle in the middle of the circle that had been formed on a high pedestal. It seemed like they were doing some kind of sacrifice or something.

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.