Novel & Cerita Golden Phoenix

She rolled over onto her back, her dark eyes widening as she looked up through the dense treeline. The Gilded Fortress was gone. The massive, multi-million-dollar Bedford estate was a towering inferno of orange flames and black smoke, the dark stone structures collapsing into a massive crater of burning rubble. Everything Dominic had used to cage her, everything she had fought against for weeks, had been completely erased from the face of the earth in a single, calculated stroke of treachery. "Vivian..." A low, ruined groan drifted from the dark shadows beside a massive pine tree.

’ He smirked at her and her eyes flashed with anger, ‘Who are you and why are you on our land?’ She snarled at him her beautiful golden fur stood on end bristling with her anger, something was very wrong here Cerridwen warned her. ‘I am Phoenix, of the Midnight Pack and I am here for you Golden Wolf’ She felt it then, the Darkness that was seeping from him and she felt herself weakening as it poured into her, she could hear her Patrollers coughing and choking as it began to overpower them,

"Actually, we had been placed at the bottom of all the beast clans because the beastkin regarded us as the faded Peacock Clan. What they didn’t know was that we were, in fact, the Phoenix Clan. We had no interest in the competition, so we sealed our noble bloodline and remained hidden. We phoenixes have always kept a low profile, earning our wealth through diamonds and the trade of enchanted goods—unlike the other clans, who rely on power and politics. If the clans were ranked by wealth, we would confidently claim first place.” "Our people pursue ascension. Most of our wealth goes toward cultivating and refining spiritual medicine. This world’s resources are limited. We have no interest in s

"And the woman who held you under." At Rafael's name, memories flooded through me; his smile, his touch, his betrayal. The documents linking him to my father's murder. Isabella's voice: ‘Some women are matches…’ Pain and rage twisted together in my chest, a knot I couldn't untangle. I looked down at my inner wrist, startled to find a small, intricate tattoo of a phoenix rising from flames. "Why do I have this?" I touched it, feeling a strange warmth emanate from the design.

The peace they’ve been fighting hard to reclaim feels fragile, a thin layer of glass ready to shatter at any misstep. The buzz of recognition Phoenix is beginning to attract is both a gift and a burden. Packs from across Shadowpine have been sending messages of admiration and requests for the audience, all eager to see the fabled golden wolf, to experience the power they had only heard about in stories. Talon knew the power she wields is unmatched, a gift from the Moon Goddess herself, but with it comes danger. He had seen it firsthand when Phoenix’s aura had flared, the golden light blazing around her as if it was an invitation to anyone who dared seek to control it. And he knows, deep in h

I asked curiously. "That's simple love, give him a child." she answered. I knew drinking whiskey was not a good thing for me, I was now hearing things. Sadly I couldn't meet Cleo sobber, she always scared me. "Excuse me." I asked loudly. "Yeah you heard right Sharon, you have to give him a child to trap him. If you can't manage to do that, you can just kiss your million dollar cheque I'm about to give you goodbye." she threatened.

Dumb struck by her beauty. none of us knew how to react, how to calm down this hotheaded beauty, none of us knew how to react to her other form, a most elegant and dangerous Phoenix, just as she had said. Our made didn't lie to us, she was the last Phoenix, the only one left of her kind. And she was ours and ours alone. We would never allow her to reject us, she must accept us all, for who we are, and we will do the same for her. we love her already, or at least I do, I have been saving myself for over one hundred of my three hundred years searching for her, searching for the woman who was made only for us.