Ice Phoenix Novels & Stories

"My heart didn't beat. My lungs didn't breathe. But Director Okonkwo's people brought me back. They used magic and science and things that shouldn't exist. They made me... this." Phoenix held up a hand, and it became translucent, like smoke. "I exist between life and death. I can touch both worlds. And Director Okonkwo has spent five years teaching me to use that power. To heal. To harm. To control." "This child is confused," Nadia said quickly. "The procedures used to save them were intensive. They've had difficulty distinguishing reality from…" "I can prove it," Phoenix said. "Watch." The child walked to where one of the Council Elders sat, an ancient man who looked frail and sick. Phoenix

“But whatever it is, it responds only to a specific pattern in human DNA.” My heart thudded painfully. “Seraph wasn’t designed to create power,” he continued. “It was built to access this.” The realization hit hard enough to steal my breath. “You used us as keys.” Alexander’s gaze met mine. “You are the key.” A deep, echoing boom came from the corridor behind him. The temperature dropped abruptly—as if every shadow had sucked in a breath. Then she entered. Phoenix. She walked into the chamber like she’d always belonged there—floating an inch above the ground, her feet not touching. The air distorted around her like heat rising off asphalt. Her eyes glowed a brighter white than before—almost

A phoenix. The memory hit me with the force of a punch, not the clear memories Cedric helped me build, but the deep, raw fragments from my five-year-old self. Fire. Screaming. And two figures, silhouetted against the flames, wearing masks marked with red and gold phoenix wings. I stumbled back, the wine stain on the cloth suddenly looking like fresh blood. Why is that here? I needed to see it closer, to be sure, but the sound of Lucian’s voice, now echoing from a distant room, snapped me out of the trance. I had to move. I ran toward the laundry, not caring about my pace, my mind repeating the image of that pendant.

At that moment, I was grateful for everything I learnt from my dad. I sent a blow to his loins, the pain making him release the gun. Without wasting time, I grabbed it and shot his legs. He fell, screaming in anguish. Taking that opportunity, I shot my step mom, killing her instantly before sending a bullet to your dad's head. When all this happened, my dad was away on a business trip. I couldn't handle everything. I needed help and Gio was the only person who could render it. He cleaned the mess, told me of Val and the secret trust fund my mom gave him access to before he died. I was elated to know Val never died. With newly found hope, I escaped with Val. That was when we changed our firs

Trevor says. “I have a feeling that they are paying her very well and we all know that if you throw enough money in her face she will do anything,” I add. Trevor snorts at my comment. He knows it’s true. Shade will do anything for the right price. I have a feeling that she has something up her sleeve. I can’t see her letting them get away with making someone of this power. I feel she will add something of her own to the mix if she goes through with the plan. What surprises me is that before Prycylla and Trevor leave, they leave some of their own DNA and blood to add to the mix. Well, Prycylla leaves one of her feathers. This will definitely add something great to the mix. Prycylla

The other stripper before her grimaced. “Yeah, like she’d be proud you’re using her name for this job.” “Oh come on! Sex work is work!” Rose defended loudly. “How about you? What’s with Euphoria, pale girl?” She then turned to me when the latter ignored her. “She’s Cath. Am I right?” Another girl, whom I heard is Giana aka Victoria batted her eyes at me. Shyly, I nodded. “She’s young and she goes to school so she’s smart. Give it to her if she wants the name Euphoria.”

Since she's easier to please compared to Elbert, the golden boy just plans to capture her heart through intense facial expression and swift moves. Another member of the panel is Cherry Cordova. She's an idol. The leader, the center, and the main dancer of the girl group of Healing Entertainment called Blueberry. Gold believes that she's the easiest to please amongst the judges. Gold thinks he can allure her using his pretty face. Be seductive.

the girl said, Ariel had never seen her around here before. "I'm a new member of this pack. I'm Beta Alex's mate." This all seemed like a lie to Ariel as she couldn't understand what Alex's mate would be doing in the dungeons and everything about the girl just seemed very fishy. She seemed to be happy and she expected that no member of this pack would be happy seeing as their alpha was still ill. "Well, please leave. I wouldn't want either of us to get into trouble."

It raised a hand, and a scar split across the sky of the trial realm. **Mia’s POV** The ground trembled. A rift opened in the center of the circle. From it rose a staircase of obsidian. I descended without thinking. Below, the world darkened until it disappeared. All was black—until a small flame flickered in the void. Not a candle. Not a torch. A single, feather-shaped spark. The Phoenix Flame. “Touch it,” a voice said. My own voice. “Claim it.” I reached out. But as I touched it, pain seared up my arm—flashes of all my regrets exploded in my mind.

Little Naomi thanks the strange creature for his gesture, but she had also started to exhibit symptoms of hypothermia — ragged breaths and droopy eyes. -"You are not scared of my hideous appearance?" The bird asks her. -"No, but I am scared of losing my friend." -"You are scared of losing your friend, but not scared of me. You are a peculiar little girl. Here take these." Using his wings, he instructs little Naomi to cup her hands, and she does. The bird leans his eye close to them, letting two crystal tears fall onto her tiny hands. "My name is Blizzard, not Yeti, and I am an Ice Phoenix, not a caveman. What I have gifted you are phoenix tears that come only