Phoenix Drop High Novels & Stories

The fragrance of herbs and incense filled my nostrils as Hella opened her wooden door. My eyes widened at the wall of shelves full of jars of numerous ingredients. “Have a seat and make yourself comfortable,” Hella said with a snicker. Making my way into her small living room I sat down on a velvet settee and waited for her to join me. Hella's joints popped as she sank beside me. “You have Phoenix blood and awakened it by being roasted I'm thinking,” she blurted with a toothy grin. Dumbfounded, I just stared at her.

Phoenix does this at the next 3 clearings we stop at, then when we reach the fourth, he drops his backpack and says, “We rest here.” I drop my backpack and let out a loud sigh before joining my backpack on the ground. I doze off within seconds of closing my eyes. I startle awake and quickly roll to my side to miss the punch that is heading straight for my face. I roll a couple more times and then come up onto my feet into a crouch. I look at where I was lying and find Phoenix still crouched next to my backpack with his hand half buried in the ground and a smile on his face. He then removes his hand and stands as he says,

At that moment, with the loudest groan I have ever heard, the entire ceiling dropped on us. I squeezed my eyes shut. I have had so many brushes with death that you would think by now I should have gotten used to it. But even though I just had a knife thrown at me a few seconds ago, I still closed my eyes and waited for death to come. But once again, death would not come and I realized why when I opened my eyes. Phoenix was standing beside Strukus with her hands raised above her head. She jammed her jaw together, groaning hard as she held up a wall of fire between us and the ceiling.

If anyone will hurt you should have his death wish written down. “What makes you think I go for a cock?” I shake beside her. Phoenix’s face turns red. ”Jesus, woman!” “You prefer a dick, penis, junk—” “Enough! Enough!” Phoenix raises his hand to surrender. We burst laughing “Found your match, Phoenix.” He narrows his eyes at me. “You will pay for that later,” he whispers in my ear which makes me giggle. “Ugh! You two need a break. Aren’t you two running out of energy? That’s why I don’t wanna stay in your apartment, brother. I can’t help but think what the two of you did in each corner of that apartment,” she says, wrinkling her nose.

Veronica. Phoenix’s plan was simple. He had assumed that Jetter was going into this a little overconfident, that he’d make some sort of dramatic move. The night before, Phoenix had placed a bunch of Demon members all around the property, and the smoke was their signal to attack. Men poured out of hiding places. The Rebels dropped back to use their armored car as cover, but they were way outnumbered. Phoenix rushed out into the open. “Stop the bikes!” he yelled.

for what was going to come next. He used his momentum in a creative, instead of piling into his opponent; instead, he jerked to the right and swung around Junior Then, when he was directly behind his opponent, Pheonix curled his legs into his body and angled his body towards the ground, changing the direction of his fall, putting the weight of his jump into a powerful throw.

Jamie barged in too, Grey’s eyes looking into mine, he let go of my hand and ran along with Jamie, didn’t he just say he missed me? “You do it on purpose?” Phoenix placed his hands at the back scanning my room with his caramel eyes and then his steps stopped right before me. I’m 5’4 and all I could see was his chest, I lifted my head up, he’s tall but not more than Levi, they have a difference of about two inches in their height. “W---what do I do o---on purpose?” I questioned him back only to earn another snicker from his light orange lips. “This…” his eyes landing on my nipples popping out of the thin fabric I wore in a hurry. My boobs jingling as I stomp around.

She didn’t answer. It wasn’t until his gaze dropped and caught the small, dark stains on the white carpet that his stomach sank. The blood drained from his face, his voice trembling. “Violet… are you a virgin?” She opened her eyes slowly, her breath shuddering, hands still gripping his shoulders as though bracing herself against the pain. When she gave the faintest nod, the ground seemed to vanish beneath his feet. to be continued

There is nothing new and exciting in my life. I shake my head to remove all these thoughts and exited my office's parking lot in my Porsche.

Why did he suddenly see the need to avoid me? “Yes!” Harry shouted a little too loudly. “You cancelled PRG! You’re giving us all hell for practice. You’re making us miss Jackson, man. Do you know how terrible a captain you have to be for us to miss Jackson Jameson?” “It’s not my fault you guys took the holidays way too seriously and slacked off. You need to get in shape this season. It’s scouting season!” Harry sneered at me but didn’t say anything. I looked over at Phoenix seated at the far end of the hall. I couldn’t really see much of him; he was far away and in between two guys that towered over him. Phoenix was really small.