Phoenix Martinez Novels & Stories

His protection. I had intended to cut one of his pillars. Martinez. For weeks, the name had fermented in my chest like poison. A man I had misjudged. A man I had thought irrelevant. A man I had believed was safely tucked away in Germany, living a quiet academic life, far from the Park, far from the Dome, far from consequence. I was wrong. Martinez was not just present. He was rooted in Antonioni's Park. I saw him during one of Annabelle's live sessions and Marta confirmed it to me when she returned from visiting Antonioni in prison.

"I can’t believe I missed you two idiots bickering this much." "You didn’t miss us," Phoenix said brightly. "You missed the entertainment we provide for free." "You’re not wrong," Gerard admitted with a smirk. "So," Christopher said, stretching lazily in his chair. "What about you, Phoenix? What have you been doing besides getting kicked out of various countries?" Phoenix grinned, "I resent that. I have not been kicked out of all the countries. Some of them invite me back just to make sure I leave again." The boys chuckled, and Phoenix launched into a wildly animated story about "accidentally" crashing a yacht party in Santorini and being mistaken for a tech billionaire's girlfriend.

He didn't look as cold and ruthless as he used to look in the BT cartel, he still looked cold but it was well maintained, giving this CEO vibe. The lady was a bit stunned by the handsome look of this man. She could swear on her mother's grave that her heart unexpectedly skipped a beat. "You are?" She managed to compose herself as she asked for an intro of him. A low smirk appeared on his face and he stretched his hands for a handshake. "Antonio Ferrari, the CEO of Phoenix Enterprise" he replied to her and she smiled a little, accepting his hand shake. "Caprielia Deloitte" she said and a grim full of hatred flashed through Martin's eyes for a second but he masked it all up with a smile, the o

Was I really feeling the call of the Fae mate bond with Phoenix? "But what about my mates?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "I already have mates. Does that mean that the bond with Phoenix is invalid?" Thorn's expression turned serious, his eyes glinting with a warning light. "The Fae mate bond is not something to be taken lightly, Syla," he said. "And it's not something that can be easily explained. But I will say this: the bond with Phoenix is real. And it's not going away anytime soon." Phoenix is very powerful, his nickname is 'Fire' and he is just as hot as fire, I am told, all the ladies want him, but he has refused most all of them, with only a few in the last 300 years, who

I giggle when he picks me up carrying me out of the room. I’m Sage Khai Martinez, the youngest daughter of Jared Martinez. My dad is an imperious person, being the mayor of our town, and the only person who leads all of the clothing factories in our state gives him unlimited authority. He doesn’t like competition because he thinks he doesn’t have to put effort into something when he knows he is eventually going to win.

And Whitney was right there to grab the good doctor. Phoenix's contempt for gold diggers started or continued after what two-timing Whitney chose ambition over loyalty. However, Genie could think of nothing that this woman could’ve done that would inspire Phoenix to plan and execute a violent revenge ten years after the event. That kind of reaction to a rejection, or whatever had happened between them, came swiftly, not all those years later. No, Phoenix Beaumont wasn't about to commit murder. Not at all. It was probably more a matter of showing his old flame that he didn't give a damn about her or what she'd done to him. He was now successful in his own right, had plenty of money, friends,

"I was. I was terrified but thinking about what could have been happening to my family had me more terrified." "Who was the guard that was with you?" Shane asks drawing my attention to him. He looks stiff and uncomfortable and I'm pretty sure all of the men in the room feel the same. None of us likes to hear these kinds of stories from girls or women, it just doesn't sit right. "He was one of the top guards. He was 23 and worked closely with my dad. He wasn't mated and didn't have any family so I think that may be why Dad asked him to take me."

“The family of ingrates! “They have some nerve to threaten and manipulate me.” Phoenix was livid. She, a senior member of the Ridgesouth Quints, had always been superior and the center of attention. No one would defy her. Phoenix believed Hector’s family would not rebel against her. However, Kaze and Darcy had been nothing but a menace since her arrival in Riverbank. Kaze even put her behind bars for a few hours. Phoenix had never been so humiliated.

STORM. Phoenix fire was unlike any other flame. It did not feed on oxygen or fuel. It fed on emotions. More specifically, it fed on pain. And pain? Pain had teeth. Had a voice that knew your name. It could lock a person in place like rusted iron driven through bone. Stole air from their lungs. Pain convinced them they would never be whole again, that the shattered pieces of who they'd been could never be reassembled into anything worth saving.

LORENZO Camera flashes lit me up instantly, and I started my rehearsed, diplomatic speech. I wasn’t going to let months of work and millions invested sink my position as Patriarch. The press conference dragged on, but when the questions started drifting into things that had nothing to do with my labs, I stepped away. “That’s all for today,” I said, walking back toward the curtains. «Patriarch, is it true you were seriously injured?» «Are you going to take another Luna soon?»