Ice Phoenix Novels & Stories

His witches lose concentration, allowing our wolves to recover and stand ready to attack once again when the forcefield is down. "There is a weason your kind is afwaid of hybwids! I am a lycan witch vampire, and I am more powerful dan all your witchies together!" Phoenix steps forward, placing her hand out inches from the barrier. She gazes at it before tapping it with the tip of her finger, the magic within the barrier ripples like the surface of a placid lake. Phoenix eyes Dagon with a menacing smile as she places her palm on the forcefield. The magic grows and ripples violently before it is quickly sucked into her hand like she has absorbed it.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

She then whispered something into her hands and smiled. Suddenly, her hands opened wide and a stunning phoenix flew from them into the sky and lit it up. It flew around for a couple of circles before flying down straight towards me. I stood frozen in place, not sure whether to run or not. The phoenix hit me with a strength that threw me back against the cage. I gasped as I felt the energy surge within me. It felt like every nerve ending lit up, and I could see every cell of my body. I felt the fire burn through me and the ice freeze, and it was both painful and pleasurable at the same time. I looked at Isabella, who was watching me with an amused expression.

Phoenix turned to me, “Selene, you are now queen of the vampires, soon to be queen of the witches and wizards as well.” “You are also the queen of the werewolves.” Chris chimed in. I turned and stared at him for a moment, everyone bowed their heads to me, “For your safety and for everyone else’s safety, we’re all going to Scotland.” Phoenix said, “Why Scotland?” I asked, he rubbed the back of his neck, “It’s because of something Mara said.” I replied, which had me curious and confused; he sighed and cupped the side of my face, “She said you had purple eyes when you had your hand around her throat.”

" Phoenix is an amazing person. She is ready to help even her enemies if required. I hope that one day, you'll open your eyes to see who the real her is " " I'll go to my room now " She added and left, leaving Axion to ponder over what she said. Meanwhile, there in the sitting room was Tamara, hiding by the walls and eavesdropping on their conversation. × × × Axion couldn't stop thinking about all Glinda said even as he drove back home. He got to his room and opened the door. He saw Phoenix standing like she had been waiting for him. " You're back " She smiled at him and seeing her smile, Axion's heart skipped. Phoenix noticed him attempting to hide his hand making her frown. She took his le

Teo asked as he directed his gaze towards Phoenix. “Because she is more than a curse, she is my friend.” Teo eyed Phoenix with suspicion. “There are rumors that you possess powers, is this true? The people say that you’re named Phoenix because you have the power to produce flames from your hands.” “The rumors are true,” Phoenix said as she came closer to them. “And if you ever insult me again,” flames licked the flesh of her right arm as she walked closer to him. “I’ll make sure not even your ashes remain.”

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.

I died watching my husband hand our survival to another bitch like I was nothing. Woke up three days before hell started again, signed the divorce papers with a smirk, and walked out with rage and a universe that owed me. This time? I'm not dying for anyone. Now I've got money, a secret estate, and this dark hunger inside me that makes powerful men lose their damn minds. My ex is crawling back. A soldier watches me like I'm his next addiction. A genius wants to take me apart with his hands. They're all obsessed now that I'm untouchable. But I didn't come back to be fucked over—I came back to fuck shit up. Seventy-two hours until the world ends. I'm not looking for a prin

I stare into space while continuing to recall those hypnotizing gaze luring my soul in the dark pit of his irises. "Leaxandra!" Quinn shakes me hard enough to snap me out of my trance. Huh? "Look at me." He orders firmly, holding my face to him. His aqua gaze held me captive this time as his eyes searches mine. Through the clear waters of his orbs, I was able to see the reflection of mine, but it scared me most when instead of my normal amber eyes, I caught hint of two pairs of glowing scarlet red eyes.

The same dream same again with the black and white wolf but this time another wolf knocked it away from me, beautiful brown fur with strands that seemed to sparkle gold in the moon light. "Chica it's time to wake up." The honey smooth voice whispered. I opened my eyes to a girl my age maybe slightly older, her beautiful curly black hair was pinned up. Her smile was slightly crooked but it reached her dark brown eyes. She was gorgeous, her milk choclate skin seemed flawless; she didn't look like anyone in the pack so the only thing that made since was she was visiting from abother pack. "Wayne was worried you'd find trouble. I am sorry I got here to late to help before though." She reached ou