Phoenix Legacies Novels & Stories

Phoenix had never been so humiliated. She had had enough. The other family members in the South River State kept to themselves, not wanting to be at the firing end. Phoenix had dragged two family members out to the corridor to punish them for saying something she did not like. They could still hear the echoes of the slapping sound. Anxiety washed over the ward. Joan and her family were desperate. With Phoenix’s help, Joan finally seized Sky Ocean Corporation for her own, only to be blindsided by Perfect World Group and the Riverbank council.

She said…I didn’t even held the qualification to wash her clothes for her…. And I had congenital heart disease after all, I was even feebler than a new born baby. She took away my medicine for me and I died from an heart attack. That’s why I feel very sad and depressed when being abandoned… That’s why I feel very disappointed in those people who betrays me… If I can’t live freely, what’s the use of living… So, I decided that I will live myself properly…even if it means destroying the worlds. I will destroy those beasts into thousand pieces who betrayed me and those who abandoned me...” Yu Meng said, her face filled with determination and undisguised resentment flashed through her phoenix-nar

Nathan quickly interjected with tangible vexation at the sound of my father's choice of words, earning himself a scowl from him. "You shut up," He swiftly bit back at him with a pointed look, making him bristle as he peered between the two of us, but thankfully didn't continue arguing. Blowing out a tired sigh, my father lowered himself into a crouching position so that he could be at the same eye-level with me, resting his elbows over his knees as he started to explain, "Carina, we're...You, and me and your sister, we're not humans either. We share an ancient bloodline, the shaman bloodline. Our veins are filled with magic,"

(Five years later) Lyra’s POV I leaned against the dark tinted window of my limousine as it drove past the City. My reflection stared back at me, my face covered with a Phoenix shaped mask that only allowed my eyes and mouth to be seen, it was my Trademark. The world now knew me as The Phoenix, the name wasn't just branding. It was my story. I had risen from destruction, rebuilt by hands that should never have held me together, and now the very fire that consumed me was now my fuel and weapon.

"Sometimes, they're not quick enough. By then it's beyond our control to do anything. Subsequently, we end up losing that person." "I'm taking this has happened before?" I knew I wouldn't like the answer but nevertheless, I carried on, if it was regarding my life and wellbeing I had the right to hear all the gruesome details. He nodded. "Unfortunately, yes." "These tests, how do they work?" "They strap you up to this piece of machinery called the Phoenix. You relive through every aspect of your life, all your memories from the start of your life to currently. I've been told everything going by in a flash but for you, all the memories weigh down on you, and the pressure from the machine, that

"Mom, I... I don’t want to get married. I—" "And you think that matters?" her mother, Amelia Joseph, snapped, voice sharp as glass. "Violet, listen carefully. We didn’t adopt you so you could live in comfort without consequences. It’s time you paid us back. Your father needs this alliance with Mr. James William, and that means you marrying into their family. Have we ever treated you poorly? Didn’t we give you food, a home, clothes? This deal is crucial for our future. How can you be so selfish when everything is at stake?"

That was why they asked him to be prepared, while the Phoenix tribe was completely absent because Xiao Chen had received a pure inheritance from absorbing the bones and soul of their ancestors. The Phoenix princess's heart was broken; she had not expected that her ancestors had not said anything to Xiao Chen. Although she wanted to protest, Xiao Chen's expression showed that the young man was not lying about what he said. That was what made the Phoenix princess not doubt Xiao Chen's words, while the Phoenix tribe chief carefully sorted through all the information from Xiao Chen. From what the two ancestors said, they had to be careful, prepare, and also become stronger than they were now if

"It's a stubborn one.' I took a step, my boots crunched over brittles and dead leaves. I walked further and continued, even while my eyes seemed to linger on the ruins. I wasn't sure were to look but I had chosen to move from here because I thought Phoenix must be attracted somehow to fire, they could burn themselves and be rebirth through their ashes then they wouldn't be scared of fire, would they? If my thoughts were right then they must nest around volcanoes or fire lavaes. But... but legends also said they nested in rarer sanctuaries. Phoenix's we're proud birds and of course would want somewhere rare and befitting of their pride.

—said our father angrily, "This should never have happened. —Of course it shouldn't have happened, just as they would use black magic to bring a vampire back into this world. That's beyond forbidden and those wretches put a dead woman in my partner's body. —Well, at least you consider her part of our family, so your father won't have to go to the council for someone who isn't important. —Mom was worse than Dad was angry. —What do they know about the other girl? —A Phoenix. —According to human mythology, the Phoenix is born from a pure soul that was corrupted, but is mortal to its bearer.

A storm was beginning again and Phoenix’s hair was rising off her shoulders, revealing the dragon tattoo on her pale skin. “I longed for love. I longed for a home, I loved to be accepted,” her voice was rising and it was tinged with anger. “I begged for these things and got nothing in return and when I finally had it, at what cost?!” her hand came to her belly and she squeezed. Within the anger in her red eyes, Maggie saw something else. Suddenly the storm stopped almost as soon as it started and Phoenix’s eyes were back to normal. She glanced down at the crushed bodies of the slaves. “Everything comes at a price.”