Phoenix Demon Novels & Stories

Jace finally caught on to the smile on my lips and understood it was related to Xavier. “I don’t need to answer you,” I said, holding my hand out for him and demanding the cellphone. “Phoenix! Why are you unable to see what kind of monster he is?” he spoke softly this time. “You are serving him like an obedient fellow. How can you question me why I am not harsh on him anymore?” I yelled, as his hypocrisy made no sense. “I cannot go against him, Phoenix,” he yelled and a tear broke free from his eye. “I cann---ot. Okay?” he repeated with much more emotions this time.

He stood there until the demon approached him with his most qualified move. The demon proceeded with an indissoluble rope, which, according to him, was probably fit to capture the king of hell, and then what had to happen had happened. Alexander’s standing was his weakest phase, where he brought his devil to the zenith to crush the outnumbered demons if they stopped him from reaching Bella. The demon was forcefully stopped by an invisible levitation, sank to his knees, and fell to the ground. The pain was crushing his bones, could be heard, his scales slowly scorching as his eyes looked at Alexander in terror, knowing his end had come.

"Eh?" Phoenix was actually surprised to see her bodyguard defeated so easily. She raised her chin proudly at Frank as she asked, "Who are you?" "You should introduce yourself before you ask for someone else's name," Frank said, dropping the mush and leveling an impassive stare at Phoenix. "Heh." Seeing that Frank was so fearless, Phoenix quickly presumed that he was the apprentice of a hidden sect. Chuckling coolly, she nodded at Frank, "Phoenix Ardron of Cloudnine Sect." "Phoenix Ardron."

It saturated the earth at his feet and spread, like a tsunami crashing into the shore. Kastem growled and drew my attention away from John. Opening my eyes, I ducked as a shadowed shape dove at me through the smoke. I threw the power I'd gathered at it, like I remembered from my first trip to the Half-world. The bird-like-demon dodged it, circling around to strike at me again. Its wings swept the smoke away and for the first time, I got a clear look at the creature. Bright red feathers covered its body with a mane of orange and yellow feathers streaming from its head and long sweeping tail. Add in that it loved spewing fire and it was the pristine image of a phoenix.

Alaric muttered, but Darius stepped forward. "Not nonsense. Prophecy." He looked at me with eyes that held millennia. "The three Phoenix Lords. First, Third, and Last. I'm the First. My brother is the Third. And you, impossible child, are the Last." "I'm not a Phoenix Lord—" "You're something better. Something we never expected." He touched my face gently, and I felt power older than mountains. "You're the daughter of a phoenix who loved a wolf. Not a political match. Not a breeding experiment. Love. Real, true, destroy-the-world-to-save-you love."

“Oh darling, you’re more popular than you think. I do admire your faith in Lord Damien, though I’m afraid you’ll be very disappointed when you learn the truth. The Lord is notorious for fancying humans. He takes many lovers. If only they didn’t wither and die so easily.” Only someone sick would find this funny. Liz’s stomach turned in disgust and fear. She couldn’t stay here. She spun and hurried away. Ashton had been right. Phoenix was insane. And Damien… Damien might have been using her all along. God, how could she have been so stupid? Phoenix watched her run off. His face remained passive, but inside he felt a faint sting of loss. For an entire month, he had been subjected to more pain a

PHOENIX “Ahh ahh.. I knew you would come back, you can’t run away from your home.” Dylan sneers. I stepped forward, my gaze unwavering. “And this time, I’ve come to put an end to you.” Dylan laughed, his voice dripping with malice. “With which strength? Your power as the golden wolf can’t challenge the one I’ve acquired. Seeing that you were too stubborn to be my mate, I had to step up and be more. You are a fool, Phoenix.”

"I do not wish to fight such lowly soul like you. If you want the orb, be deserving of the orb. It's not like I can give it to you, work for it." Okay that's it. It looks to Nisemono that the guardian doesn't just want him to have the orb. If the guardian wants him to work for it, then he'll fight for it. One thing that the Angel Keisuke gave Nisemono was the power called Phoenix, a fire bird that can attack its enemy, giving a fatal burn. "Phoenix," Nisemono calls and his power appeared. Like some kind of spear, he throws it at the guardian who was now sitting calmly on the branch. As soon as the fire approached, Pika just snapped his finger and like a bubble Nisemono's attack disappeared.

Author POV "This was gonna be much more fun than I anticipated," Phoenix licked her tongue with a devilish smirk on her face, which sent chills down the spine of those beside her who knew her. Beneath the sexy girl facade was a bloody demoness hidden like a wolf in sheep's clothing. The murmurings continued for a bit as many in the crowd were very excited at the rules of the trial, cheering in anticipation, while some were very worried about it, especially those connected to the warriors.

I could sense its birth—a dark, rhythmic pulsing that hammered against my skin. I endured. I could no longer run from my fate; every attempt at escape had only yielded more grievous consequences. I recognized the Phoenix the moment I saw her spirit. Though her physical form was obscured, the resonance of the flame that had incinerated the demon was unmistakable. She was the one who had fought the final battle. She should have been reborn, but it seemed the demon had managed to snare her cycle of reincarnation even as she claimed his life. Tears welled in my eyes as I granted her passage. It was an honor to anchor her. She had laid down her life for us—a debt she never owed—and she whispered