Little Phoenix Novels & Stories

Thank goodness Nora took him away from me. If she hadn't... Would I really have spent my life hoping this man would stand beside me? Someone who abandoned people the moment circumstances changed? The thought made me shiver. The Moon Goddess truly had protected me in ways I'd never understood. "I've actually been looking for you." Xavier smiled sheepishly.. I frowned. "For me?" He nodded quickly. "I've made a terrible mistake, Lilith... I shouldn't have left you, I was stupid, I didn't appreciate what I had."

The silver fabric caught fire under the lights, dazzling the crowd into near-blindness. “Now?” Leo asked, finger hovering over a glowing red command. Phoenix lifted her glass and took a slow sip. The wine stained her lips like a vow. “No.” A faint, predatory smile curved her mouth. “Not yet.” Her eyes—hazel shot through with molten gold—tracked Serena’s every movement. “I want her to feel the peak of the mountain,” Phoenix murmured, voice smooth and lethal. “That moment when she believes she’s untouchable.” She leaned back, utterly relaxed.

If Isabella wanted to play with physical evidence, then Liora would provide evidence that would make the entire Montgomery family never dare set foot in this country again. That night, under the cold moonlight, Liora Thorne was writing code that was no longer about defense but about total destruction for anyone who dared to underestimate a Phoenix. END OF CHAPTER 23..

Her features too symmetrical, her expression too calm. “Elara?” Alma whispered, stepping forward. The girl tilted her head slightly, like a curious machine trying to mimic human empathy. “That’s what she called me. But I am no longer Elara.” Julian stepped in front of Alma. “Then who are you?” The girl’s eyes flickered red. “I am Phoenix.” A burst of energy exploded down the hallway behind them. Selene grabbed Knox and dove for cover. The walls began to reshape, steel plates folding like origami, sealing exits.

They shielded their faces, hissing, their pale skin reflecting the light like mirrors. One—braver or more foolish than the rest—made the mistake of testing the barrier. The scream that tore from his throat was something beyond agony. His flesh didn't burn—it incinerated, blackening and curling away from bone in seconds. The Phoenix fire didn't consume him like ordinary flame; it rejected him, repelled him with violent force. He recoiled, clutching what remained of his hand, the stump cauterized and smoking. His screams echoed across the courtyard, a warning written in blood and ash.

STILL IN ALPHA RIVER’S POV I don’t know how long I stood staring at the phoenix until I got distracted by the sound of leaves ruffling in the trees nearby. I only had to blink and the phoenix was gone. I had this boiling urgency to search for it and I did until I stumbled upon a small girl with red eyes about the age of 5-6 years. I sighed knowing very well where she was from. Getting down on knees, I asked her softly; “Hey honey, what are you doing out here alone?”

I shake my head while watching in complete shock and awe at what Phoenix is capable of. “No Papa! She is mine! She tried to take my Gunnar! She almost killed my Kitty and my Daddy twying to kill my Mumma Raben!” Phoenix’s furious scream nearly sounds demonic when she reaches Valery who screams in pain. Looking closer I can see her skin is burning from the heat radiating from Phoenix, making her name all the mor appropriate. She has risen from the ashes, literally, and is burning so hot she scorches the ground beneath her.

She looks at me. When her eyes are purple, Kayla is an innocent eleven year old who lost her entire family to a massacre by the Order of Eternity. They had wanted to kidnap her but she had escaped and Sarah had found her. However, Kayla’s small body houses a powerful creature called the Phoenix who has been existing for so long that no one really knows hold it is. It dies and reincarnates like a normal human. Kayla is aware of the Phoenix’s presence and has managed to retrieve some of her memories. But she is still a child as well.

Benjamin and Ares both gasp while kneeling down to her level petting her small pup. Phoenix is twice the size of Roan but she is very thin from being underfed. “She’s only five, I thought you were the youngest lycan to shift when you were nine?” Jonathan asks, making me nod as I watch Phoenix mauling her dads, as her tail swishes side to side uncontrollably. “She’s a hybrid and has lived some very extraordinary circumstances, she probably shifted to survive. She is beautiful,” I explain, watching Gunnar trying to catch her tail making me giggle as she turns around and looks at him sideways.