Phoenix Martinez Novels & Stories

I believe he was imprisoned for a long time, and he must have believed that I was dead, as I never heard from him again until now. — It was probably Santiago who told Pierre that you were here — concluded Matheus. —But why would he just reveal it now?— I questioned. —Santiago was sure no one knew his story, not even me. Richard was very careful to hide this case from everyone. After my friend died, only Santiago was supposed to know the details of the identity switch. If Pierre discovered your whereabouts, you would probably know that Santiago was the traitor of the Phoenix. That's why he was silent until the moment he was discovered. Now he has nothing left to lose and probably asked for so

I decided to make my grand entrance. I removed my helmet and there were several shocked gasps and so on. "My Name is Samantha Emilia Parker; I am the Clan Leader of the Rainbow Phoenix Clan." After saying those words, I knew this would be fun. "H... how, wh..when, did you become a Phoenix? We looked for you everywhere, but you were nowhere to be found." Aiden asked instead of Matthew, too shocked to register that I was in front of them.

"That's impossible. He's dead. He died ten years ago." But I recognized him from the portraits lining the sanctuary's halls. Cassia's son. Kira's older brother. Marcus Phoenix's first attempt at creating a phoenix-wolf hybrid through torture instead of birth. "Cyrus," Marcus Phoenix breathed, and for the first time since I'd met him, he looked truly broken. The Shadow Walkers were using him like a living key, his corrupted phoenix fire eating through the sanctuary's wards from the inside out. Every scream that tore from his throat took another layer of protection with it.

Jackie asked. "That's because I use silent pistols," Phoenix replied, hanging her large gun over her shoulder. She then pulled out two silent pistols and shot two men before looking back at Jackie. "Wow, I think I like you," Jackie mumbled. Phoenix's eyes met with Candy's, but she said nothing and continued her work. Diego's call came in. "Hello, Devil," Phoenix answered, shooting another man down. "Is she alright?" Diego asked over the phone, his voice hoarse.

"I can just be. For today. Just be here. Just be home. Just be Phoenix instead of nexus or Council member or anything else. Just be me." "Just be you," I agreed. "That's all you ever needed to be. All you ever should have been. Just Phoenix. Just our son. Just yourself." Phoenix ate breakfast. Surrounded by family. Surrounded by love. Surrounded by home. He was twenty-one. He'd made mistakes. He'd learned hard lessons. He'd lost five years. But he was home. He was safe. He was loved. And that was enough. That was everything. That was starting point for whatever came next.

Phoenix was really furious with Frank's interference this time and snapped at her entourage, "Go bring me the branch manager! Let me shoot this brat if I have the Martial Alliance's recommendation!" "Kid!" The old man with a missing front tooth was left flinching, seeing that Frank was messing with Phoenix again. "Why do you have to keep protesting with the lady? She's already taking a step back. Can't you turn a blind eye here?" "No, that won't do," Frank replied, shaking his head. "There are plenty of Zamri martial artists queuing up properly, but someone who doesn't have the Martial Alliance's recommendation is here, throwing her weight around by abusing her connections. It upsets me to s

“Phoenix, are you okay? What’s happening?” She wasn’t exactly expecting an answer though, was she? Her older sister, who was currently staring at me like I was the devil incarnate, was deaf. The day the underworld found out that Tomaso Romero’s oldest daughter had Pendred syndrome, a genetic disorder that caused early hearing loss, Phoenix Romero had been labeled by her handicap. Kind of like how I was labeled by my heritage on my mother’s side. “Screw it, I’m ripping this dress off,” Reina hissed. “Whoever you are, you touch her and you’re dead. And look away, would you?”

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

I don't think I could ever forgive myself if something were to happen to him. “We will find him, Lucas. He is our Beta and the best fighter in this pack, I know nothing would have happened to him.” Mateo said, but I shook my head. It's been a year since she left him, and he hasn't still recovered from that rejection, and I don't think he would ever completely come out of it.