Jack Phoenix Death Novels & Stories

“The children we always wanted to have.” Phoenix let out a sob and bowed her head. “You have to forgive them and let go of the hate.” He rubbed her back. “Okay?” She nodded. Maggie cleared her throat again. “I think you’ve forgotten that we are all here. No offense but who are you?” “He’s my husband,” Phoenix answered wiping her face clean. “He died during the war between gods and men. Goyre, that bitch goddess, killed him.” “But he’s right here.”

She was with Phoenix in the Bar the night before he became comatose. I cannot believe she died. Because of the news I learned, I quickly called Sage on the phone. He answered the phone call, “Hello,” he said to me. “I need to tell you something really important,” I said to him. “What is it?” He asked me, “Make it quick,” He ordered. So, I took a deep breath, and I started to speak. “The woman who was with Phoenix in the Bar before he became comatose died,” I said to him, “She was found dead in a creek in Barangay Sakura in Quezon City,” I added.

I said nothing. I just stared at Kael, my eyes cold and empty. But inside, memories of the last life were flooding my mind, sharp and painful. I remembered the day Jax died. He had been ambushed by the Jackal Clans while on patrol. Kael had been the one to find him, lying in a pool of his own blood. "Take care of Lila," Jax had whispered, gripping Kael's hand so tight his knuckles turned white.

I laughed. ‘You wouldn’t have gotten rid of me even if you tried, doll,’ Kai growled softly and Xander chuckled. Having this open communication thing was kind of interesting. No more private help for gifts though. Papa had to be a part of all of this too. ‘Phoenix, is he really dead?’ I asked, hesitant to know the answer, but needing to know, nonetheless. ‘No, my warrior, he is not. I promise that you will see him soon.’ Her words filled me with happiness and great hope. Papa was alive.

I coughed up blood. The pain etched deep into my soul, flooding my entire body. I couldn't stop shaking. Father walked over, disappointment clouding his face. "If you weren't the embodiment of divine will in Phoenix Court, if you hadn't stood in Seraphine's way of becoming heir, maybe I could have spared your life," he said. "But now…" I lifted my gaze, my expression laced with quiet scorn. "So, to kill me, you dismantled the clan's protective barrier, allowed demon beasts to invade, and caused countless deaths?"

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

In Charles's eyes, I was never going to measure up to Arianna. Arianna, despite her guilt, looked at Charles with teary-eyed gratitude. Even now, he stood up for her. Vincent's gaze shifted toward Charles, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly in a mocking smile. "Move aside." Just then, the official reporters Vincent had invited arrived, with cameras poised to capture every moment. Vincent pulled out a document—my death report. "Sabrina Zayn passed away one week ago. The cause of death—" He paused deliberately, his eyes flickering ever so subtly in my direction.

“Who the fuck says I wasn’t? I fucking bled to death in your arms! It’s just that—” Zedekiel sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Alaric, did his death truly shock you that much? Phoenixes don’t die permanently. They always rise from their ashes, remember?” The other phoenixes who had turned into ashes, also rose since their King had risen. They had all been waiting for him. The realization struck Alaric like lightning and his sorrow instantly flipped to fury. He stormed up and landed a solid punch across Talon’s grinning face, sending him flying.

Fuck all that. After a moment, Doze appears with the microphone and I see Gabriel ripping his shirt off. You can pretty much feel the rage radiating off of him. Even if Hector heals he’s got months of recovery ahead. If I snapped his spine he could be in a wheelchair, it may never fuse back together. *He’s got other sons,* Mick snaps, without a care. “How would you motherfuckers like a two for one,” Doze says, tossing the mic as he pulls his shirt over his head.

She said…I didn’t even held the qualification to wash her clothes for her…. And I had congenital heart disease after all, I was even feebler than a new born baby. She took away my medicine for me and I died from an heart attack. That’s why I feel very sad and depressed when being abandoned… That’s why I feel very disappointed in those people who betrays me… If I can’t live freely, what’s the use of living… So, I decided that I will live myself properly…even if it means destroying the worlds. I will destroy those beasts into thousand pieces who betrayed me and those who abandoned me...” Yu Meng said, her face filled with determination and undisguised resentment flashed through her phoenix-nar