Jack Phoenix Death Novels & Stories

ROZETA: "Stay with me, please!" I plead over the already lifeless body of Jax. I wasn't feeling the connection that I supposedly shared with him and it shattered my heart into many pieces. I scream my lungs out, my voice exuding pain. Endless tears flowed down my eyes as I breakdown on the ground. I didn't want to accept the truth but there was nothing I could do to change it. Jax is dead. He's dead. He was murdered and it happened right in front of my eyes.

Her hands fell off of him and stared at his body. "He's... dead...?" She felt the pain in her belly again, but nothing's can be greater than the pain she was feeling in her chest. Vaspe and Phoenix went to Rampage. "Is it done?" Vaspe said, mocking the royalties. "Because if it does, we're taking our friend now." Phoenix added and kneeled.

he asked still in his drunken state. “Ohh, you heard me right, I am Xander Darkwood.” The shocked on his face was honestly amusing, it was as if he saw a ghost. His body frozen and shaken, he asked“But…but you are supposed to be dead?” “Next time you should try to hire a proper assassin, at least make the attack look decent.” Poor Jack then tried to signal his men. “That won't work, Jack, all your men are dead already,”I said. He immediately attempted to run away and was caught by one of my men and brought back.

With a powerful and well-connected figure like Jaden at his disposal, how could Jaxon resist using this opportunity for revenge? "Oh? Mr. Cunningham, do tell me what I can do," Jaden said without hesitation. "So, a man named Felix Zeller has been relentlessly pursuing Xena. I disapproved, and he sneaked into the sect and killed our people." Before Jaxon could finish, a dangerous glint flashed in Jaden's eyes. "I understand. Within three days, I'll return with Felix's head as my first gift to you." With a wave of his hand, a chair across the room exploded into pieces. Jaden left behind one final remark as he vanished: "If I fail, I will end up like that chair."

"I invented death, little flame. I was the first wolf to discover that the space between living and dying could be walked like a path. Your ancestors called it the Shadow Walk." A scream cut through his words — not human, not animal, but something worse. The sound of a phoenix having its fire torn out by the roots. Through the shattered windows, I saw him. Suspended between two Shadow Walkers, wings spread and pinned by darkness itself. A phoenix in human form, his red hair streaked with premature white, his body covered in wounds that bled liquid flame. "No," Kira gasped. "That's impossible. He's dead. He died ten years ago."

I asked as he helped me adjust my leg again. "She's death, Finn shot her straight to her chest." Dean answered and I gasped. "They planned this for months but still couldn't get the access card and that's why they took it to another level because they got pressure from the cartels." Dean said as he grabbed my chart from the side of the bed. "You need a lot of rest." "Is Phoenix going to be okay?" I asked as he turned his body around. "He will be okay." He answered and walked out.

He felt that he left no trace behind and even if the Dragon Corps got involved, they would never link the crime to him, so there was no point in hiding. "Are you sure? I heard from Felton that Jaxon is still alive. You didn't quite take care of that," The Western Boss frowned. "What? Jaxon isn't dead?" The Southern Boss was shocked. As a martial artist in the Advanced Almighty State, he felt that the blow to Jaxon's chest had taken his life right there and then. At the time, he was in a rush to find the Rainbow Flower, so he did not check if Jaxon was alive.

I sat on the ground while Phoenix paced around, I was in shock of everything that just happened. My parents...they’re dead. I held myself, but I felt something running on my hands, I looked down, blood. My mothers’ blood. “Hey,” Phoenix said softly, taking my hands in his, “it’s okay. I swear to you, that woman will pay for what she’s done.” I nodded my head, “Now then, if you’re ready, I’m going to warp us to the house with the others, okay?” I nodded; Phoenix pulled me up and we warped to the meeting place.

Did that man have a family who loved and missed him? He was a product of a failed experiment by the agency, and his death only made the world safer. The men Jackson and Amarragh would kill over the next couple of days are all fruit of the same poisonous tree. “What’s on your mind, precious?” Phoenix sits beside me on a cushion in front of the fireplace.