Mythical Blue Phoenix Novels & Stories

That was all I could remember. *** After what seemed like ages, I was awake. I opened my eyes, blinking severally to clear my vision. My eyes darted around the awesome room. Yes, a room. The wall was painted with nautical blue and off-white. The bed I was laying on was soft, spacious, high on a plank of wood, and covered with white bedclothes while I was covered in a floral duvet. The vanity table was a distance away from the bed. There were beautiful artistic frames on the wall. One contained a painting with a blue ocean and a golden sun reflecting on it. The other was a forest painting, a phoenix was seated on one of the forest trees. The others were just paintings of ancient Greek women b

It was a blue bird! Li's heart sank into despair. His pupils dilated and his limbs froze. He could feel fear tingling from every strand of his hair to the tip of his feet. That was the logo for the Queen of the underworld. A unique blue bird that had only appeared once in myth. It was said that a white dove represents peace but a blue bird stood between the pinnacle of peace and war. A balance of the two. The Queen of the underworld restored balance to the chaotic world when a war threatening their demise broke out. Her might was known all through the underworld and she was feared as much as she was respected.

To be honest it was a sight to behold. "It is a Phoenix. The bird is called Phoenix and according to the books. I read it is believed to guide someone of great strength and destiny to accomplish their purpose. It is believed that anyone whom it follows becomes a legend," I said with a smile. For the first time, I felt like I knew something he didn’t. "Your life must have been boring for you to memorize such a useless belief. This is the twenty-first century. Those things are mere superstitions," Noah said and I felt my bubble of joy deflate.

, she answered going back to piling things beside her bed as the Level One continued expanding. Fiona hummed, “A dragon Ascendant hasn’t existed in one hundred years”, she informed and then hummed, “I’m a Phoenix Ascendant”, she answered, “Most birds don’t really have a heightened sense for scents, but well a Phoenix is a legendary creature. A lot of its existence is steeped in myths and stories and I’ve discovered only a few things about it myself, so I couldn’t tell you more than I know. High powered smells, like a factory of different herbs, spices and floral tangents all together in one place and seemingly having seeped into the very foundation of its container”, she shuddered and took a

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

She weighed nothing, bones hollow like a bird's from thirty years of being consumed and reformed by phoenix fire. Her eyes opened, the same gold as mother's, and her first word broke my heart completely: "Lyra?" "I'm her daughter," I said gently. "Mona. Or Solara. I'm not sure anymore." "Solara." She gripped my arms with surprising strength. "The Phoenix Lords aren't trying to create weapons. They're trying to create vessels. Empty bodies for the original phoenixes to possess. That's what the hybrids are for — to be hollowed out and filled with ancient spirits."

"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

“Deactivate the Prisoner Sigil, and I could get us there in minutes.” Her blue eyes narrowed. “That’s the last thing I’d ever do.” She sat down beside the eagle. “We wait until my eagle wakes up.” He dropped onto the parched earth and watched Araheen turn her dagger between her fingers as if admiring its craftsmanship. “Is that a phoenix?” he asked, raising one knee and resting his arm across it. “Yes.” “Humans built a myth around her.” He picked up a few small stones from the cracked ground, turning one idly between his fingers. “A red bird that burned and rose again from its own ashes.”

I held her hand and pulled her closer to the red phoenix she called. The Phoenix was about ten feet tall, its wings blended from red to blue. The moment the Phoenix's wings were flapped, there was a golden light just like the one that Aphrodite's eyes had emitted earlier. This bird's tail is also long with a golden mane, and this Phoenix's face looks calm and not violent. Even then the phoenix has navy blue eyes like Aphrodite's. "Similar, very similar..." "What?" asked Aphrodite, not understanding.

Her big silky lashes fluttered over her sharp phoenix eyes. She had pink-dedicate ears over her concave cheekbones. Yu Meng had a dainty nose with blossom-pink lips. Her stiletto shaped fingernails and a coracle-perfect chin were all well-proportioned . Her coral-black hair flowed over her shoulder as if it was the mother nature’s waterfall. Even though, Yu Meng saw the beauties of many types of unique individuals, she still had to sigh in admiration at the original owner’s face. “I think Fang Qingfei was actually jealous of Fang Ying’s beauty, so she started to pick faults with her, after all Fang Qingfei is probably too proud to admit that she is jealous, humph, that must be it!”