Phoenix Martinez Novels & Stories

Ian stood silently remembering his past. “Police couldn’t stop Vincent so Master picked all the prisoners who are involved in crimes to form Phoenix. Only prisoners can know the tricks of mafia people, even government approved Master’s plan. We became one of them to defeat Black dragon but before we can destroy Vincent someone killed him and became it’s leader” said Carlos staring at Jonathan.

A strong warrior, gifted in diplomacy, negotiation, and oration—and just a good fucking guy. But this? This mission is going to test him on everything he’s ever learned. And if he gets it wrong? It could cost him his life. While I start the marinade, Sebastián pulls out the ingredients for the individual chocolate lava cakes he and Lily perfected when he was a kid. We work in silence for a few minutes before I ask, “So, tell me about your partner.” “Phoenix. He’s a warrior from the Mother Coven. Most of his powers are fireballs and electrical shocks,” he says. “I didn’t really get to talk to him—too much buffing, cutting, and shining today.”

“Careful, Mrs. Phoenix. Monsters don’t tolerate ingratitude.” --- Dawn bled through the curtains as Stephanie stared at the ceiling. Leon’s side of the bed lay untouched, his suitcase gone. A knock. The housekeeper, Marta, hovered in the doorway, her gaze darting nervously. “Mr. Phoenix left for Dubai. Indefinitely.” Stephanie’s hand flew to her abdomen, the secret pulsing beneath her ribs. *Four weeks along*. Marta hesitated. “The family… they’re asking about you. Genevieve wants tea in the parlor.”

We were halfway across the yard when he said it. “You know, Brenna—” I stopped walking. Turned to face him. “Phoenix,” I said, voice low but firm. “I prefer Phoenix.” He blinked, surprised. “Sorry. I didn’t mean—” “I know,” I said, eyes locked on his. “But Brenna sounds like you forgot who I am. Phoenix is who I became.” He smiled, slow and wicked. “I like your territorial side.” I rolled my eyes, but my lips tugged into a grin. “It’s not territorial. It’s truth.”

The one who told me I was stronger than any son he could have had. And I wondered when he stopped seeing me as his daughter and started seeing me as a piece on a board. “I came to release you from my grasp.” he said coldly. “You are now no longer bound to me, and I have no reason to hold the bounty over you.” Marcel stiffened beside me, but he didn’t speak. I appreciated that. “I was protecting my pack from a riot that you would have caused by simply existing, and I do not regret it.” He said, raising his head, looking proud for putting his own daughter at a stake that shouldn’t have been a threat to her at all.

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.

] Pretty Little Addict ~ Haiden Henderson My heart and pussy fluttered simultaneously. I hadn’t accomplished my goal. I’d wanted to use him to help me forget everything he’d done. As my body hummed with satisfaction, I wanted to laugh. Of course Shane had thrown it in my face and made me admit twisted desires I hadn’t even thought of and then made me cum.

Martinez didn't hold a grudge after all. Of course, Mr. Martinez didn't hold a grudge against him, he wouldn't dare. And even if he wanted to, it wouldn't benefit him, as he had realized long ago that Liam was not on the same level as him, and there was nothing he could do to him. Mr. Martinez had witnessed Liam's influence and didn't want to provoke him, not even by mistake and so it was in his best interest to let go of any hate he harbored toward him. One particular instance that made Mr. Martinez realize Liam's mighty influence was when Liam effortlessly got him out of prison in a day.

I asked, stopping him and Ezra shook his head. “You grandmother was an omega that I did not accept. Much like Diego, I chose to hide my mating bond. But I had different reasons. Diego did it for power, maybe lust, but what he has with Renata is not what I can call love. The woman has an obsession, maybe, but the man doesn’t love her the way that she loves him. And the purity that he sees in you, the way that he looks at you is not the one that he looks at her.” Mario said, and I looked down at my lap. The man sat beside me, and I wrapped my arm around myself. “I am going to tell you something that I wished someone told me when I was your age.”

"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?"