Marco Phoenix Novels & Stories

“Yes, I'm looking forward to it. he said humbly. Charlotte and Marco instantly became friends. He was her first friend at Harvard. All the while they fought across campus. Marco was always very friendly and approachable. Charlotte learned from her roommate, Johanna Chan, that Marco was very popular at Harvard. He was the president of the Student Council, editor-in-chief of Jornal Escolar, president of the Chess Team, and was the last winner of the Academic Decagon. He was something of a student prodigy and was sure to graduate with honors in Business Administration. Charlotte was very impressed by her friend's accomplishments. — Did you know that Marco's family owns Villa-Lobos Internacional

"Suho." "Lee." "Hyijun." "Luhan." "Yohan." The next 5 from Kingdom of Maharlika step forward. "Pablo." "Ken." "Josh." "Stelle." "Just." "Where is Maharlika located, Sunwoo?" he asked because it's familiar. "I don't have my map here, but they came many miles away here." I know it! If the Ancient Siam is the modern Thailand, then Maharlika is the Ancient Philippines! Awesome!

Marco smiled and said, "That's my girl. Now, call your aunt because we need to perform a locator spell, but first, I must see Zion to understand what exactly occurred." Marco reached the location where Zion and his mother were spending the weekend. Approaching the room, he hesitated, debating whether to knock, wary of a potential setup. As he contemplated returning to his car to mind-link Zion, Zion emerged, clearing his throat. Marco chuckled, "I was just about to mind-link you. Do you grasp the peril of this mission? If it's a trap, we might not make it out alive." Zion offered a reassuring smile, acknowledging Marco's apprehension, and welcomed him inside.

The room smelled of new polish, innovation, and quiet revolt. Beneath her boots was a world map carved into a slab of white marble — not divided by borders, but marked by truth. Camellia strode in, holding a tablet like a trophy. “Ten countries locked into Phase One of the Phoenix Civic Partnership model,” she announced. Rachel followed, flipping through a physical dossier. “South Africa, Denmark, Argentina, Morocco, Vietnam, and even Latvia. That’s a surprise.” Sophie nodded slowly, taking it all in. “We’re building a network the old world won’t know how to manipulate.”

"Adrian, Alessia, may I come in?" It's Marcus, Adrian's trusted advisor and a longtime friend. We invite him in, and he takes a seat, his expression a mix of seriousness and intrigue. "I bring news," Marcus begins, leaning forward. "It seems that the repercussions of Phoenix's actions extend far beyond the conference." Adrian raises an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "What do you mean?" Marcus clasps his hands together. "Several packs, which had previously aligned themselves with Phoenix, have now severed ties with him. They see the error of their ways and wish to rebuild their alliances with our pack."