Phoenix Drop High Novels & Stories

Mayor stepping down the stairs. ‘’Try not to pass o---ut, Phoenix,’’ I whispered to myself, struggling to get up on my feet. I can’t let this happen. Losing my consciousness with this beast would be the end of the world for me. But the injury and the taste of blood in my mouth forced me to pass out.

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

[The Legendary Phoenix’s Divine Blood] [One Drop] [Cost - 100000 Essences] 'Hmm...only one drop,' There was still a question about whether this item would reappear in the store or if it was a one-time occurrence. In my opinion, such a legendary item should most likely be a one-time thing. I can't possibly feed a drop of phoenix blood to a chicken, right? [The chicken will burst.] My mouth winced, I had expected this.

I just kept walking, my legs moving on autopilot as tears streamed down my face. I needed to get away. From the hospital, from them, from everything. The staircase was right in front of me, and I climbed it without hesitation, one step at a time, until I reached the roof. The cold wind hit me as I stepped out onto the rooftop, but I barely noticed. All I could think about was the void below. The empty space that promised peace.

But just then, the world tilted. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. The protective barrier around the Phoenix Court, the one my mother had sealed with a fragment of her very soul had shattered. "That's impossible," I whispered. No demon beast, no matter how powerful, should have been able to breach it. Not unless…there was a traitor. Franz and I rushed out. The clan was in chaos. High-level demon beasts had invaded. A fledgling Phoenix, barely ten, was pinned beneath the foot of a boar-beast. She was moments from death.

Lucy shouted and stood up as they ran inward. "Are you scared of being late now?" Phoenix laughs as the three run. "The Music Festival you showed inspired me, we need to finish school so I can get my money! Fuck it, it has been a years and I can’t still get my own money from my Dad,” Lucifer uttered. The three boys are smart but they just get carried away from being gangsters. Also, they are too reluctant to practice in music rather than studying. Phoenix had to get out because he couldn't stand his stomach anymore. He gasped as he ran to the fourth floor because their comfort room was there. When he stepped on the third step he heard some shouts. He looked at the rooftop and there he sta

I keep my gaze forward and look through the dark, smoky windshield refusing to look back. The Valley of the Sun, as Phoenix and the surrounding cities are known, is a sprawling metropolis of black asphalt and mostly one- or two-story buildings. The high-rise, big city atmosphere can be found downtown and takes up about forty square blocks total. That’s a pin in a map compared to the rest of the city. Gomez doesn’t ask directions as he navigates the streets. We circumvent the inner city, and Gomez enters the freeway a few miles from Moon’s home. I sit back and pull in a long slow breath of air.

I shake my head while watching in complete shock and awe at what Phoenix is capable of. “No Papa! She is mine! She tried to take my Gunnar! She almost killed my Kitty and my Daddy twying to kill my Mumma Raben!” Phoenix’s furious scream nearly sounds demonic when she reaches Valery who screams in pain. Looking closer I can see her skin is burning from the heat radiating from Phoenix, making her name all the mor appropriate. She has risen from the ashes, literally, and is burning so hot she scorches the ground beneath her.

The man who died too quickly because I didn't have this knowledge was problematic. Ramon needs a break, so I head to the utility shower that has a large tiled floor. I'm in a sectioned off portion of one of our downtown warehouses and it's hotter than hell inside. Phoenix in July is no place for the weak. The warehouse is cooled by water evaporation, which means instead of one hundred and fifteen degrees it's in the nineties. Maybe we should invest in ceiling fans.

Phoenix shook his head in pity. "Who are you? Why can't you let her go? We haven't done anything that's considered harmful to you guys right? And I promise if you let her go..." "I don't plan on doing so, Narfi." "Why? Please let her go. I'll give you anything." Phoenix looked amused. "What could you possibly have that I desire?" "Wealth, Intel..." "SHH! Be quiet," Phoenix warned and then took out the dagger from his storage ring. It levitated and dismembered, eventually turning into a peacock fan with the initials P. S. A. He smilingly asked. "Now you see why?"