Marco Phoenix Novels & Stories

They didn't know that their entire economic reality was currently being recalibrated by a twenty-three-year-old in the back of a moving car. "Sir," Marco said, breaking the silence. He was staring at his tablet, his face illuminated by the pale blue light of a dozen scrolling diagnostic feeds. "The integration is complete. The Phoenix node is fully submerged within the Moretti-Vane architecture. We’re seeing a sixty percent increase in predictive data accuracy. We aren't just seeing the market movements anymore, Leo. We’re seeing the intent behind them."

But just then, the world tilted. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. The protective barrier around the Phoenix Court, the one my mother had sealed with a fragment of her very soul had shattered. "That's impossible," I whispered. No demon beast, no matter how powerful, should have been able to breach it. Not unless…there was a traitor. Franz and I rushed out. The clan was in chaos. High-level demon beasts had invaded. A fledgling Phoenix, barely ten, was pinned beneath the foot of a boar-beast. She was moments from death.

It was pure chaos, but Marco couldn’t help but love it. Christmas break came and went in the blink of an eye. Marco and Sade had fallen back into their old routine, no more secrets, no more lies. But there was still work to be done. Marco had to head out to Valparaiso, Indiana, to monitor a store. Normally, he might’ve invited Isla to meet him there, but that thought never even crossed his mind. He was done. That chapter was closed. But fate had a funny way of testing him.

Marcus arrived exactly twenty minutes later, carrying a stuffed elephant and a balloon that said “It’s a Boy!” “Congratulations,” he said warmly, setting the gifts on the coffee table. “Green told me you had a rough go of it, but you’re both okay?” “We’re okay,” I confirmed, my voice still hoarse from crying. “Can I see him?” I gestured to the bassinet where Phoenix was sleeping. Marcus approached carefully, peering down at the tiny bundle. “Wow. He’s so small.” “Seven pounds, three ounces.” “What’s his name?” “Phoenix. It means rising from the ashes.”

"The compliance filing for Project Phoenix is lagging by three hours in the European registry. Did the Frankfurt office secure the sovereign clearance for the sub-sea cables?" Marcus, who was standing three paces away near the window while holding a stack of leather-bound seating charts, checked his device instantly. "The German regulators signed off ten minutes ago, ma'am. The lag is simply a latency issue on the public database. Project Phoenix is officially greenlit for the synchronized global launch on the morning of your wedding."

Jace shouted into the comms unit. "What the hell?" I asked, wondering what all of that was about. "Your brother is in a lot of trouble." Jace sighed, turning back to me. "What? Why? Wait.. How do you know he's in trouble?" I asked. "Because that wasn't just any man that just entered his building. That was Blaze Maddox." My eyes went wide in surprise. "As in the Blaze Maddox? As in the leader of the Cobras? The one that had gone missing?" I ask, making sure I was understanding everything properly.

First Founder said. “ Yes First Founder,” El said with a smirk. The first founder snapped its fingers and disappeared immediately. El chuckled and said, “ I wonder why the first founder wants Amaria dead, is the kid that special. Interesting, I must find out.” *** A week later… The streets of Symar were filled with joy and happiness as the people danced. Colourful Lantern lights and colourful decorations brightened the town. Now that the Horc has been killed they can celebrate and participate in the yearly festival which is always on the day Symar was founded. Although the day Symar was founded had passed they still had to celebrate it to honour the heroes that saved their town. Dove, Elex,

Phoenix Carlos AKA Nic is the most well off family of the three. He was the one who adopted his two friends Lucifer and Azza whenever they were evicted and ran away from their house. They came from a broken family, but Phoenix was the lucky one. The young man has his own house, in addition to his own studio. "How about you Az? Maybe you also want to live here? So we can easily compose a song?" courtesy of Phoenix.

All we need is someone to share the sadness with, and the happiness ricochets from there. I hoped to hell and back that Emilio would find someone to love him, and Nico, a good mother. Mariano came back a while later, looked between the two of us, and nodded as if understanding everything, then laughed at Emilio's cupcakes, and kissed me thoroughly before the three of us feasted on the baked goodness. "So you bonded with Emilio?" Mariano asked as we slipped into bed. "Yes. It's platonic, I assure you." He chuckled before kissing me chastely. "I trust you, Bella."

I’m praying someone here is more loyal to my dad than Marco as I do the only thing I can. I scream. --------- YUSEF My hands grip the stone tight as I pull myself up, and then I hear the sound that tears my heart into pieces. It’s Phoenix, and she’s in danger. Using all my strength, I climb the rest of the rocks quickly and leap over the railing and onto her bedroom balcony. I’ve made it through security undetected and now I’m here to sneak her out. It looks like there’s going to be some bodies along the way, but I don’t have a problem with that.