Phoenix Miraculous Novels & Stories

"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

A massive phoenix burst into flames, breaking through the roof with a powerful, elongated cry. The overwhelming pressure forced everyone to kneel again, unable to lift their heads. I turned to Ignis and asked, "What is happening?" Ignis, with a smile, replied, "Lucian might be a descendant of the ancient phoenix lineage from the great battle. His phoenix presence had been suppressed previously by an unknown force, but with a bit of divine power, his original form got awakened."

Chapter 11 That night after Phoenix showered and fell into bed exhausted over the day she had, she fell into a deep sleep. Meanwhile Gael was also in bed falling into a deep sleep thinking of Phoenix, he began to dream. He dreamt that Phoenix was standing in the field in front of the packhouse with a sheer dress on, the kind where you could see her whole body. Her hair was in coily waves down her back and the wind blowing against her made her look ethereal. She called his name and her voice, the sound went straight to his dick. He watched as she started walking toward him and the way her body moved had him paralyzed and unable to take his eyes off her. When she finally reached him, he just t

She chuckled softly, “You’re stronger than you think, Nyra. A phoenix doesn’t need to be taught how to burn” A phoenix? She didn’t answer me anymore as the grand halls were opened. The grand ceremonial hall was packed with all high profiled people from all over the region. From council elders to pack nobles and allies representatives. Every important set of eyes in Blood Moon territory and packs under us was present. Perfect for a showdown but still I had no idea of what to do. Slow entrance music began playing as we took steps towards where the devil himself stood. Heads turned and gasps followed suit.

A phoenix. The memory hit me with the force of a punch, not the clear memories Cedric helped me build, but the deep, raw fragments from my five-year-old self. Fire. Screaming. And two figures, silhouetted against the flames, wearing masks marked with red and gold phoenix wings. I stumbled back, the wine stain on the cloth suddenly looking like fresh blood. Why is that here? I needed to see it closer, to be sure, but the sound of Lucian’s voice, now echoing from a distant room, snapped me out of the trance. I had to move. I ran toward the laundry, not caring about my pace, my mind repeating the image of that pendant.

“Oh my goddess, you mean Lucien?” “Lucien?” “Lucien Potter,” she sighs dreamily. “He’s from the old line, one of the founding witch families. His family’s coven is “The Obsidian Circle” and they’re ridiculously rich. Like, they own half of the city rich. He is in his third year at the academy, top of every class. People say he was trained since birth for war. He just got back from one, I think. Some witch conflict in the Northern Territories. The whole school is buzzing with stories.”

At the heart of it all, in a pavilion, sat a fat man like a king on his throne, with Phoenix—also known as Maxine—in her wedding dress by his side. "My dear, let's toast to us," the lunatic raised his glass, grinning ear to ear. "Ugh, you make me sick!" Phoenix turned her head aside and shut her eyes tight. She had been trapped by the crazed fiend for what felt like an eternity, her every attempt to self-destruct thwarted by his strange magic that locked away her power at its source. "Do you really think your runaway hero will come back for you?" The Mad Demon sneered, his laughter dark as he downed his wine, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

I could get engaged, close the deal, and once Amer Len experienced what an excellent business partner Torrens Incorporated was, it wouldn't matter whether I was married or not. At that point, Ms. Nichols and I could quietly call off the wedding. "Congratulations!" Amer Len exclaimed. "Now I have even more to celebrate with my wife tonight. We are hopeless romantics." I wondered if that was part of French DNA. I glanced at Ms. Nichols, hoping she would go along with it. Her eyes were wide, and I was certain she was about to expose my lie. God, I could only imagine what Amer Len would think of me then. "You weren't expecting me to share this news," Amer Len said to her.

Nichole finally said in a low, broken tone. Saraya frowned in confusion at first. But then— Her eyes widened in realization. “Phoenix is your second chance mate?” Saraya asked in shock. “Nichole looked confused. “Phoenix?” she asked softly. “Rafael’s brother… the one you met in the mall,” Saraya explained gently. “His name is Phoenix.” Nichole lowered her gaze. “Yeah,” she replied quietly. Her voice trembled slightly as painful memories resurfaced. “I’ve faced one brutal rejection before,” Nichole murmured. “I don’t want to feel that pain again.”

Eddie comes over to them, “Let me, you need to check on Eliza before she burns the whole forest down.” They nod and Eddie quickly sits on Dracula as they move out of the way. Kai sighs and rolls his shoulders as he looks for their woman. The Phoenix is different now, it had started as orange, but is now turning almost white, with a few hints of blue at the ends of her feathers. Merlin walks over to them, “She’s going to be hotter than she was before if I’ve understood her book properly. Just be careful getting close to her.” They nod,