Hold It Phoenix Wright Novels & Stories

"Mona's emotional proximity to the victims compromises her judgment." The council chamber went silent. Forty-seven phoenixes, the most powerful of our kind, all staring at me like I was suddenly a stranger. Some with pity. Some with doubt. A few with something worse—relief that someone had finally said what they'd been thinking. My son was missing. My sister's daughter was taken. And I, the most powerful phoenix alive, couldn't find one young woman who kept taking our children. "Second the motion," came a voice from the back. Kendra, who'd supported every decision I'd made until now. Her eyes wouldn't meet mine.

I never took risks, never did anything that could jeopardise everything I am doing to survive, I spent my time working and then going home to my small one bed apartment, and even at work I took no risks, accepting a job in a back office; where I would see no one and no one to see me. you may be wondering why I take no risks, why live on take out and microwave meals, it's because I can't afford to be found, my parents did everything they could to hide me. To keep me out of the place I know is out there, to keep me away from the supernatural. Not because I wasn't one of them, but because I was the last of my kind. the last phoenix shifter. Many believe my kind is lost and perhaps we are, my p

Intimidation didn’t appear to work on the dragon who only held her fierce gaze, completely unaffected by the cold. “Must I also remind you, with the exception of murder, the highest-ranking member of a royal family cannot legally be held accountable in their own kingdom for any alleged crimes against their own kind? Therefore cannot be legally detained by a member of their own kingdom. It can only be done by this council. As of earlier today, Ms. Blackheart is the highest-ranking witch in her royal bloodline.” “She is nothing more than a child throwing a tantrum because she didn't get her way. With no knowledge of her family or kind and no authority over anyone, she is in no position to be c

Errol was shaking his head, and Phoenix hurriedly went back to his office, making sure that no one would see how his hard shaft protruded in his pants. “Fucking boner!” He dumped his coat on the couch. He leaned his back and closed his eyes, trying to get his breathing steady to calm his nerves. After a few minutes, he called his secretary, Levi. “What is it, senator?” The twenty-five-year-old, newly hired secretary appeared in front of him with a tablet in his hand. “You want me to order you lunch?” Phoenix sat straight and waved his hand. “No, I want you to call a club named Valkyrie, it's a strip club. I want a VIP membership there, but use your name in the registration instead of mine.”