Little Phoenix Novels & Stories

Dorothy asked, “Who?” Alex said, “Someone who probably knows Xienna Stoermer.” *** Alex and his friends found Phoenix Rowan riding on Lecia, the fiery phoenix who was on top of the mountain, looking somewhere far away. She did not even show any response to the arrival of Alex’s family. After the conversation with Ignatius, she had given it a lot of thought. “Hey, female stat... Senior!” Alex almost shouted “female statue”. Phoenix turned around. “I’m not the female stat.”

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

Lance nodded. Lance knew that Phoenix lived at the academy and was the number one warrior. He and his parents and Sonya had kept in contact with her. They facetimed each other, when she wasn’t on a mission. He prayed she didn’t get sent here. He never figured out the real reason she left, but if he did, he’d bring his wrath down.

Then she placed her hand over the tidepool and whispered: “Phoenix.” The moment the word left her lips, the sand began to shiver. The four dark lines glowed faintly. The tidepool darkened, then revealed its secret. Not water. Not reflection. A spiral staircase made of crystal, descending into darkness below the beach. The entrance had opened. Master Ye smiled faintly through the call. “Good girl.”

CHAPTER 5 “THE NEW GIRL” LUCCA'S POV: Partying was never a preferred pastime of mine; I was always able to find something more fulfilling for my time. However, supporting my pack members meant everything to me, and I never went back on my word, which is why I found myself in Morgantown, West Virginia tonight. The quiet little Appalachian community was hardly New York City, but the young men of my pack fancied this town and adored this local nightclub despite the fact it was primarily a human hangout. The club was dark, lights strobing and music blaring, fresh and prime for a party and a good time. Women scattered all over the place, dancing, drinking, and scouting out for the next night-time

"I made some cookies. Would you like to taste them?" I looked at the tray full of chocolate cookies. Yummy! I was so hungry. We spend the entire day at the Nightwalker pack. We got the pack members to start doing their chorus while we went to talk to Catalina, "Are you sure you don't want to be the Luna anymore?" Damon asked her, and she smiled.

Gold swallows hard, focusing on his painting. He started this artwork more than two weeks ago. The lack of time hinders him from painting it perfectly, though as stated, at least it's done. "This is Phoenix in the Fire." He tells everybody, still looking at his work. The portrait is greatly inspired by the polaroid picture he took the first night he and Kolya slept together. The canvas size is 38"W x 75"H, it's big and he can't believe that he's showing this to the public.

someone is harmed our little phoenix and I wanted to know who, I wanted them to feel worse than what they did to her whatever it was, I placed her down gently into the bed and cover her up, watching the soft rise and fall as she breathes, I can't get over her beauty, how perfect she is. how she will fit in perfectly with us.If they accept her, I will treat her like the goddess she is, give her everything she wants in return for her compassion, in return for her love. I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and turned to leave, the action harder than I would have thought, my dragon didn't want to be away from her, he was staring in my mind, marvelling in her.

Her scent grows stronger, so does the pain. How did she get this deep?. She is a human girl with a frail body that bruises from a careless shove. She should not have been able to walk this far without the first claiming her. A loud crash echoes ahead. Something is fighting, I sprint faster. Jaxon appears through the shadows as a blur of dark fur and flashing teeth. He is fighting something I cannot fully see. The shadows tear like cloth around him. Beside him something huge rises, its wings spread wide, Scales glint faintly.

"Actually, we had been placed at the bottom of all the beast clans because the beastkin regarded us as the faded Peacock Clan. What they didn’t know was that we were, in fact, the Phoenix Clan. We had no interest in the competition, so we sealed our noble bloodline and remained hidden. We phoenixes have always kept a low profile, earning our wealth through diamonds and the trade of enchanted goods—unlike the other clans, who rely on power and politics. If the clans were ranked by wealth, we would confidently claim first place.” "Our people pursue ascension. Most of our wealth goes toward cultivating and refining spiritual medicine. This world’s resources are limited. We have no interest in s