Hold It Phoenix Wright Novels & Stories

We were halfway across the yard when he said it. “You know, Brenna—” I stopped walking. Turned to face him. “Phoenix,” I said, voice low but firm. “I prefer Phoenix.” He blinked, surprised. “Sorry. I didn’t mean—” “I know,” I said, eyes locked on his. “But Brenna sounds like you forgot who I am. Phoenix is who I became.” He smiled, slow and wicked. “I like your territorial side.” I rolled my eyes, but my lips tugged into a grin. “It’s not territorial. It’s truth.”

Gold swallows hard, focusing on his painting. He started this artwork more than two weeks ago. The lack of time hinders him from painting it perfectly, though as stated, at least it's done. "This is Phoenix in the Fire." He tells everybody, still looking at his work. The portrait is greatly inspired by the polaroid picture he took the first night he and Kolya slept together. The canvas size is 38"W x 75"H, it's big and he can't believe that he's showing this to the public.

The tattoo of the phoenix on the baby's left hand. She knew she was holding the Phoenix of Winter in her arms. Finally! She had her chance. Discarding the lifeless body of the baby's mother, Ursula flew with the baby on her magical broom to a very desolate tower. Her plan was to keep her there, because if she is caged in, there is no way she would be able to find the destined Ice King.

CHAPTER 25.2 EVELYN 'S P.O.V “Let's talk after this, okay? Please don't avoid me. I'll confess everything. Don't avoid me and don't leave me, okay?” Phoenix softly said as the hand that wrapped around my waist, tightened as if he was afraid that I might escape if he won't hold me tightly. ‘He doesn't want to let her go. Not today, not tomorrow, not for a lifetime. He wanted her to stay with him for a lifetime.’

How is that even possible? He made to walk past her when Phoenix held his hand making him glare at her. " Can we talk? " Phoenix asked, overlooking his glare and he shoved her hand off. " About what? Last night? " He raised a brow at her. " Yes " " I don't care about it " He replied plainly. Phoenix felt pain stab her heart but she swallowed it back. And when Axion wanted to leave, she held his wrist again. She wasn't letting him go until he listens to what she had to say.

EZRA I was able to convince Phoenix I’ll fix everything and then she wouldn’t have to leave, she wouldn’t sacrifice herself, sacrifice me and us for the country. I know this sounds terrible coming from me seeing as I’m going to lead these people someday, but it is for the good of them that I’ll do this. Phoenix has a good heart and she may not see it but she meant to be a queen. Everything about her is that of a queen, I’ll make sure she sees that.

Matthew Blaise Wright is a hot nerd bachelor, a sporty person, and a software engineer, he’s three years younger than Ezekiel, he is gentle from the inside and outside. Zachary Cyrax Wright is the youngest among the three, a freelance model and a medical student. He is an insolent playboy, he has gone through girls as if he’s changing clothes. No one stays with him, his long relationship lasts a week. “Finally, you arrive. I thought that I will become stone here before you come,” he whispered apathetically. Mrs Wright loosens her grip on his son and laughs at him. “You’re kidding me, my son. If I don’t know your attitude, I might get on what you say but sorry, I know you very well as much as

"Mr. Wright, you're so bad… always grabbing my chest. But if you want, there are plenty of other places you can touch too." These women had all been top performers at Dream Paradise before its destruction—gorgeous, charming, and shamelessly eager to please. The young man they were entertaining was Winston Wright, the youngest son of the Wright family from the capital. And in his presence, these women were practically crawling at his feet. Winston looked bored, though. He leaned back on the couch, swirling a glass of whiskey in one hand while his other casually groped whichever body part was closest.

the wailing guard got on her feet and stated sadly. Does that mean I can never hold her again in my arms? Wouldn’t it be sad that I came here and I cannot even touch her? “Fine. I had my fun for today. I will go do my chores and then I am free for the rest of the day.” Phoenix dropped the weapon she had stolen from them when beating them up and walked away with them. ‘She is giving them a hard time,’ Hawker snickered as he recalled how she used to give us a hard time, too.