Phantom Chica Novels & Stories

But in the center of the wasteland, standing exactly three hundred yards from the western pylon, was a figure that didn't belong to the apocalypse. She wore a crimson silk coat—the exact shade of the one I had bought in New York to prove I was no longer an Omega. Her chestnut hair fell in perfect, glossy waves, untouched by the acid rain. She stood with a liquid, predatory grace, her face a flawless replica of the woman I had been before the river, before the stone, before the war. The Phantom. She didn't raise a rifle. She didn't summon a god. She simply stood in the toxic mud and looked up at the dome. Her eyes weren't gold or sapphire; they were the clear, unburdened hazel of a girl who h

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead, and the jewel counters gleamed with treasures worth a fortune. The staff eagerly displayed jeweled necklaces and rare timepieces, but my mind drifted elsewhere. I still couldn't tell if I had made the right choice. But then I reminded myself—at the very least, Leonard would protect his Luna Queen instead of chaining her down like a servant. Just as I reached toward a pocket watch, the shop's door creaked open. A sharp, mocking voice split the air. "Gina, what are you doing here?" Sasha strolled in as if she owned the place. She clung to Timothy's arm, her eyes gleaming with cruel delight.

We'd made it this far—maybe this time, nothing would blow up. And I needed to see who that girl was. "Let's go." I followed her out. Cold wind hit me like a slap as we jumped into the app-booked ride. Felicity kept replaying the PI's video, looping it nonstop. The girl's silhouette... weirdly familiar. I leaned in. Felicity whispered, "Lydia... that back kinda looks like you." I stared. Yeah, it kinda did. But with how wild she got last time, I wasn't about to feed that fire.

Luna Charlotte Charlotte... I opened my eyes and found myself in a familiar place. The room has a big poster bed and a dressing table the walls are covered in stone I look around the room and see a little girl and a woman. I wonder what they are doing. I watched a little girl, about six to seven years old, sit with an older woman on the ground. It looks like the older woman is showing her how to use her power. "Again," the older woman says. The little girl groans as the candle in front of her has burned out She picks it up and throws it on a pile of what looks like burnt-out candles.

“I’m doing this for you guys, for your mum! I’ve realized that love doesn’t truly conquer all as they say and I need power to protect the ones I love. Being Beta might just be the perfect opportunity to do that. If I don’t take this opportunity now, I might never be able to again so why won’t she let me take it? She knows that I love her more than life itself. Why is she doing this to me?! I can’t trade you guys for anything in the world, she knows that!” I’m starting to yell and its making them shift uncomfortably. Even the babies think I’m pathetic. “I didn’t know that.” A voice says and my first thought is Charlene. I mean were-babies are said to have speedy growth but she can talk? That’

The woman yelled. "Bullshit! I will kill whoever ordered you!" They did, however, reach Savannah at the same time. They encircled the woman. Savannah couldn't think any longer and raced forward, but one of them had a chloroform-soaked handkerchief. They supported the girl while she fought. "Damn! Get the hell out of my way!" Phantom yelled at the automobiles that were impeding her progress. Phantom was fleeing since no one was assisting Savannah. He knows Savannah will not succumb to those jerks, but they are still men.

Fifi was estimated to be worth hundreds of millions of dollars as an A-list celebrity before she reached her 30s. Everyone wondered why a successful celebrity would have connections with Chad. Chad was scared when he saw Fifi. She was not just anyone else but his senior. Furthermore, Fifi was the Alpha Female of Mystic Pavillion's Phantom Medics! Chad smiled and said, "Fifi, stop pulling my leg. Plus, I don't think I want to get married so soon after my divorce." Fifi gave him a charming grin. She lightly brushed her hand along Chad's neck, leaving a faint red mark.

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.

I return to normal size. "You fell out of the tree. Are you okay?" I ask with fake concern. "Izzy, fly over to me, please. I have something I need you to chew up and spit out." I mindlink my favorite dragon. I don't look up when I see her shadow. "Do I know you from somewhere?" Xantha asks as she stands up. I look up at Izzy, and she comes toward us just as Xantha gets her memory back. "Yeah, you know me. I'm the fairy goddess who kills witch bitches like you." I grab her by her dress and toss her up to Izzy. She chews her up into pieces and spits her into the hole to hell: one down, one to go.