Golden Phoenix Novels & Stories

Looking at the golden hairpin with the shape of a flying blue phoenix at its end, Emery found no words to say. In the belief of the Silex people, a blue phoenix signifies tranquility and passion. For her, such a gift was not suited for someone like her who was lying to the king about her real identity and it was a treasure she thought she did not deserve. Princess Garnet left Emery without any more words. She believed that she had conveyed what her mother wanted to say to the current queen. And now, it was up to Emery how to meet the expectation of the king's mother and she needed time to think about such things.

Phoenix pulled me into a tight hug, like he was daring anyone to try to take me away from him, but then he pulled away from me slowly, “Listen to me, Selene, you are so strong and brave. You managed to have five children naturally!” I giggled a little that was mixed with a sob, “I’m honestly scared of you. These people aren’t here because their asses are on the line; they’re here because they believe in their queen.” I smiled as he continued his pep talk, “You are the strongest person we have, you are the queen, Selene, and not even that bitch can tell you otherwise. We are here to fight, we will fight by your side.” Phoenix kissed my head and hugged me, The sound of a throat clearing brough

"It seems our journey is filled with endless lessons." Liora chuckled, "And yet, with each challenge, we grow stronger, more connected." As we took a moment to reflect, Seraphina's eyes were drawn to the horizon. "Look!" she exclaimed. From the mountains, a magnificent phoenix soared, its wings shimmering with hues of gold and crimson. It circled above us before leaving behind a single golden feather and disappearing into the horizon. Elder Aria picked up the feather, her voice filled with reverence. "The Phoenix Feather, a symbol of rebirth and new beginnings. Keep it close, guardians. It will guide you in the times to come."

And she finds the Phoenix book that Benny had given her. The book is ancient, the leather of the cover is in remarkable condition considering that, but then it had been stored in a dragon’s hoard for years. The cover has an embossed phoenix on it, and a few gems in gold settings to highlight some of the details, the eye is a fire agate, red and orange with hints of green. The tail feathers each have a stone in the centre of them, either fire opals, red with a hint of iridescence, or ‘Dragon’s Breath Opals’.

Something raw. My Dearest Caspian, She stopped. The ink bloomed on the paper like a bruise. I told you once that the Phoenix always finds its peace. I lied. The Phoenix is a creature of fire, and sometimes, the fire consumes everything it touches. Do not come looking for me. Do not let the Ares teams track this signature. I have discovered a part of the Dividend’s legacy that only I can dismantle, and to do it, I have to be the person I promised I’d never be again.

The baby phoenix started crying again. Reese instantly returned the phoenix to me, and it stopped crying again. “Why is it not crying in your hands?” Reese asked. “Maybe because… it feels the purity and love my wife has,” Zephyr said with a proud smirk. I squinted at him. “What? Phoenixes are sensitive to pure auras and emotions.” Zephyr shrugged. “Hmm.” Miya examined me, and then the phoenix as if we were some hints left on a murder site.

Tia was already a little angry, she was actually unable to take back the things that she had gifted her, how could she not be angry? Carissa heard the sound of the phone being hung up, and her entire body froze. Carissa being unwilling to take out that piece of jade was also hiding a huge secret. A year ago, she knew a secret when she was in a museum and saw an identical golden jade that she had taken out from Tia's house. At that time, the curator was right beside her and told her that the golden jade was given to keep in the museum by an old man from a wealthy family. There was originally a pair of jades with the words phoenix and female phoenix carved in the center. Phoenix represented th

Every time I catch a glint of the silverette to remember she’s not the one I came here for. She’s not the Princess I was sent to save—and she’s neither old enough nor stacked enough in the chest to belong to the woman who cleansed my soul. I knew it then. Just like I know the little morsel isn’t full baked yet. Long and short—Phoenix fire is probably the rarest magic in the Cosmos. One that can restore, redeem, and purify even the most lost soul. Even from beings like me who were convinced we never had one to begin with.

“Phoenix.” Maggie and Phoenix’ looked up in the direction of the voice and both women’s eyes went wide. There, hovering a few feet above the ground was a boy, a teenager who looked to be no older than Ginny. His dark skin glowed with a golden hollow and his curly dark hair had a golden halo around it. “B-Basten?” Phoenix breathed. Her fingers unwrapped from the sword’s hilt and dropped to her side. She turned and took a step forward but only a step because her eyes were brimming with tears.

Angel, will you marry me? I'm speechless. My hands cover my mouth, and his words make my tears fall. No, I don't cry in pain. They are tears of happiness, the first ones that really burst from my eyes in the almost 19 years that I have lived. My eyes go slowly from his eyes to the hands he has stretched out in front of him. An open velvet box showed inside a ring in yellow and white gold, engraved with two seated wolves, worshiping the moon, which had a diamond encrusted. The ring was simple and beautiful. Nothing to do with what humans offer their girlfriends.