Oce Phoenix Novels & Stories

After leaving Phoenix's apartment Omarion was pissed beyond words that he could not contain his anger so he decided to go to the club to get himself wasted. He drove to one of the city highlight clubs and he ordered for one of the strongest drinks trying to get himself wasted. He could not believe that Phoenix would try those shameful schemes on him and to think that Isis was her friend or was her friend he could not believe it. He was not going to betray Isis again by sleeping around because now he knows what she meant to him.

“I can’t give you much more time.” Glancing around the room, I clock the prisoners and who is getting a visitor. Every time I make a scan, my eyes go back to her. Phoenix Arizona. Daughter of Leo Arizona, the most powerful man in the world. You’d have to be living under a rock or be some boring investment banker to not know who she is. She’s the king's daughter, and the most powerful player in the game. One day she’ll be queen, but not until he hands over the crown.

Phoenix hissed. "Now." Stacy corrected her. I could tell that Stacy was not going to tolerate seeing her. "At this time of night? Are you crazy?" Phoenix yelled at Stacy. "It’s not something new to you. Your kind of girl knows how to find a place." Stacy went on and on. At the time, I just wished to zip her vulgar mouth. "Like you have found this place. You both are comparable." Phoenix’s attitude was always rough, but I still adored her. "How---" Stacy stepped forward, but Phoenix took two steps ahead and folded her arms around her chest.

Immediately she entered the door, it disappeared. Phoenix reappeared in a bizarre place making her grimace deeply. The place looked like a forest with trees all around. It was dead silent and not even the sound of birds chipping can be heard. The ground was all rocky and rough and looking at the sky, there was a full blood moon which was very close making red radiant reflect everywhere. " Where the fuck is this place? " Phoenix wondered. " Axion " She called out and her voice echoed through before bouncing back to her.

STORM. Phoenix fire was unlike any other flame. It did not feed on oxygen or fuel. It fed on emotions. More specifically, it fed on pain. And pain? Pain had teeth. Had a voice that knew your name. It could lock a person in place like rusted iron driven through bone. Stole air from their lungs. Pain convinced them they would never be whole again, that the shattered pieces of who they'd been could never be reassembled into anything worth saving.

It burned so much that Maggie raised her hand to her lips to blow and she paused in shock. Noah stood watching helplessly and as the three of them watched Phoenix’s emblem, the intricate circular design of swirling lines and a rising Phoenix with a wolf beneath its rising feet appeared at the center of their palms.

His philanthropy work with the TRTC aided in his election to the Great Council. Alpha Damon Oakley, Blood Oak, has a single heir, a daughter, Violet, with his fated mate and Luna, Sasha. In the Blood Oak and Black Oak packs, a female can be Alpha, if she completes the Alpha Academy. However, if and when she finds her mate, He can challenge her for the title and by the win, become Alpha and she will submit and take the title solely of Luna or he can accept his position as her equal and they may both serve as Alpha and Alpha Luna of the Pack. Violet Oakley entered the Alpha Academy 10 years ago and completed it with honors 4 years ago. Violet and Luna Sasha have spent the last four years ment

Emperor Emiritus Sunwoo hugged him tight, "We were together for a long time but I felt like it isn't enough." Kana nodded softly, "No matter what Era we were, I will still love you." "The dragon always follows his Phoenix so I will follow you." Sunwoo said kissing his forehead. Kana held his hand, feeling the warm flowing in his heart, he transmigrated in this ancient time, he found a new family, friends and his true love. No matter what Era they were, Kana will always be, THE EMPEROR'S PHOENIX. *** YEAR 2024

The heart of Ash Valley didn’t just burn—it dissolved, melting the air and scorching the very souls of those who dared stand within it. Ozone and sulfur clawed at Phoenix’s lungs, each inhalation a knife. She stood atop the jagged obsidian dais, three blackened scrolls vibrating violently in her hands, humming like predators circling unseen prey. Below, molten magma glowed with a brutal red, the ash above igniting into ember-like stars, falling as though the sky itself was bleeding.