Forgotten Phoenix Novels & Stories

'Phoenix, You may never read this, but if you one day do, I have loved you for as long as I can remember, For someone that is meant to be the Great Vampire King's eldest daughter, I, unfortunately, don't live up to that expectation. I can barely protect myself, How do I protect a kingdom? I should have accepted your betrayal and allowed the mate bond to snap, freeing you from the burden I am... Let them use me, let them kill me, Save Charlotte... Phoenix, I set you free!'

I half shout, shocked at what I'm hearing How was Rory going to react to all of this? He'd hidden so much from her already but this, this was definitely crossing a line. "It is possible, yes." He says, his worried expression no doubt mirroring my own "And what about this other witch? Do you know her?" "Him" he says taking a small mouthful of his drink. "Remi, he's a week older than Aurora. Somehow he inherited the genes from a great great grandfather. His powers were supposedly locked away by the witch of the great council when he was born" he informs me as he stands to get another drink

I yelled at myself, “You are stronger than this. You will get through this. Just as you have every hurdle life has given you. You will survive this, and you will not forget.” I let myself zone out, stopped fighting for fear of what further injury might occur if I didn’t. I laid there, motionless, but he didn’t seem to notice. I let my mind wander to memories of my life before this pack, brief as it was. I thought of the picnics with my family, training with my family; my father telling me I could do anything, survive anything, with my determination. My mother always encouraged me to be kind and fair, but to never forget and not to let others walk all over me. To be the bigger person and forg

Philip’s face was blank as he asked, “I have?” Josh nodded and said, “Do you still remember the four Phoenix brothers of Phoenicia?” Of course, Philip still remembered them. That underground chamber of commerce was still vivid in his mind. “Are you saying the four Phoenix brothers are people from the Gentleman Court?” Phillip looked dumbfounded as many people quickly flashed through his mind. “Yes and no. To be precise, the Phoenix family was very likely to become the 12th associate of the Gentleman Court, but because of your appearance during that underground chamber of commerce, they lost the qualification to enter.”

55: The Cost of Confession The Phoenix Foundation became Luca’s way of building a moral fortress out of the ruins of his past. It was his attempt to stand on ground he believed was finally clean, or at least cleaner than anything he had touched before. The work consumed him for months after they returned from Iceland. To him, the Foundation was not only a project. It was a punishment he willingly stepped into every morning, a way of saying with action what he could not erase in memory.

The Phoenix base was buried beneath the desert mountains. From above, it looked like nothing more than a small abandoned military facility. Rusted hangars. Broken fencing. Empty roads swallowed by sand. But Lucien knew better. Beneath that quiet surface was the last heart of the empire Caleb Whitmore had helped build. And tonight, it would fall. A black helicopter cut through the night sky, its blades slicing the wind with relentless rhythm. Inside the cabin, the tension was thick. Marcus sat across from Lucien, loading the final magazine into his rifle.

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The fortress is no longer a fortress—it’s a *nexus*. The oak’s roots have grown beyond the crystalline forest, threading through the fabric of reality itself. The flowers bloom in every color imaginable, their petals shimmering with fragments of timelines both lived and unlived. The Forgotten who remain have become something else entirely—guardians, gardeners, or perhaps prisoners. Their mutations have stabilized, but their eyes hold a distant, almost reverent glow. They call the oak **the Worldheart** now, and they speak of it in whispers, as if afraid it might hear.

“Lord Kenny Bred had imprisoned Debra and the Carter family in the New World prison. If Darryl had wanted to save them, he would have done so a long time ago. He must not have wanted to do that. So, Master, you don’t have to be afraid of him. Debra is strong; she might be useful to us for the growth of the Forgotten Valley. She could be of great help to us.” Woo! Venus sighed in relief when she heard that. She said, “You mean that you want her to drink the Forgotten Water?” The Forgotten Water was the spring water found deep in the Forgotten Valley. One would forget their memories if they were to drink the water, whether they were cultivators or ordinary humans. It was incredibly magical. Th

“If you’re here… then it means I couldn’t stop it. Firelight wasn’t just an idea. It was an infection.” Sophie’s throat tightened. “I built Phoenix to protect the vulnerable. But I forgot — power doesn’t discriminate. And code doesn’t forget.” “There is a backup file. The clean one. The one not rewritten by Ethan or Belinda or any of them. It's stored under PHX.FL23 – locked behind this passcode: ‘Legacy burns, truth stands.’” The message ended. Alexander touched Sophie’s shoulder. “You okay?” She wiped a tear. “No. But I will be.”

“I don't know why it happened but I have a feeling that I've lost my memories or someone tampered with my memories and that someone has the most authority in this world since it could make ‘Eve’ stop from giving information.” “Did you remember anything when fragments of your soul came back to you?” Phoenix asked. However, I shook my head. “No, there was none. I couldn't remember at all. However, when my soul became complete, my emotion was unsealed.” END OF CHAPTER 52