Novel & Cerita Phoenix Mythology Story

Then Phoenix shifts the scene again, where it looks like she’s being held in Ajax’s arms. “Why are you crying?” she asks him. “One of our dragons died. He was protecting his rider. I wasn’t close to him, but he had such a hard life, and he died so young. I just … I wish he’d had a chance at a better life, you know?” She turns the scene again to show my dad pulling on his earth element and burning my body back into the earth before my mother takes my ashes and blows them into the night sky. I watch as Phoenix lights the path that she made, the path where she collected my ashes and brought them to the hatching grounds, putting them into a glass enclosure then shaping it into a dragon’s egg.

Since he knew I loved him, he had grown used to relying on me. Dexaldir stood nearby with clenched fists, equally humiliated. He tried to approach my sister's carriage, hoping she would step out and explain things. He had just approached the carriage when Christian stopped him in his path. "Lord Dexaldir. The Humans have rules and traditions. Once the bride is in the carriage, it must be the groom to help her down. You're not the groom, are you?" Dexaldir gritted his teeth and shouted at the carriage, "Azena, are you really going to marry a Human? You're the Goddess of War of the Celestial Skies! Are you willing to spend the rest of your life trapped in a mortal palace?"

one said. “So it's true, the rumors I heard. You know, Alpha Phoenix once had a kitchen hand at Crawford Pack beheaded because he had added milk to his coffee. The second omega whispered to her friend. The other one gasped, covering her mouth and looking around to see if anyone had overheard them. “You mustn't speak of such things openly Dana. Your loud mouth would soon get us into trouble again.” she hushed her friend and pulled her forward. “Come on Tera, nobody would be-” they were both interrupted by my presence. Throwing me looks of contempt tinged with the slightest bit of pity, they rushed away.

I bit my lip, the weight of the unknown pressing down on me. “If you truly are the daughter of the god of Death, then you carry not just death’s essence,” Smooth continued, his voice low. “There’s also a light within you, something fiery and bright. Your mother’s legacy is just as strong. Life and death intertwine in you, balanced like yin and yang. The path is yours to choose. The flame within you could be the fire of a Phoenix.” Barbie, who’d been silent, finally spoke up. “But Phoenixes left our world ages ago. They migrated to another realm, and they haven’t been seen since.” Her tone held a hint of sadness, as though mourning a forgotten friend.

They were meant to be the Goddess’ physical representatives down here on Earth. Third, there were the Phoenix wolves. They were the most powerful and only born when the world would need it most. This proved that Octavia was strong because the Phoenix wolf was ONLY paired with the strongest of humans. It was said that the human would experience unimaginable pain and heartache, but those experiences would only strengthen them. ‘Yes, but I wouldn’t have kept it from you if the Goddess hadn’t told me to. I don’t want there to be secrets or misunderstandings between us,’ she told me.

The greatest of thieves of all times, the Phoenix, was impossible to track, let alone be seen by anyone but this time she stole something that was going to cost her life. She stole the Kings heart. And there is only one punishment for betraying the Apha King, Death. She wasn't supposed to be at the royal ball. She wasn't supposed to meet the Werewolf King. And she wasn't supposed to spend a night with him, pretending to be someone who she was not. His mate, Emerald. .But she did, and now she had to face the consequences. In a Kingdom whe

I had already been using words to try escaping telling Phoenix just what had happened. I had to take a deep breath again. Then I looked up at Phoenix. “Have you ever seen me shift?” I asked Phoenix with a voice that was a lot calmer than before. Phoenix shook his head immediately. He had obviously never seen me shift, but I saw that he got thoughtful about my question even after he had already answered it. That reminded me of a time back at the cave. Phoenix had actually told me about who he was. Back then I didn’t know him at all so I had gotten enraged. He was the son of the man I should hate the most. I had almost shifted back then, but I managed to run away. Was he thinking of back then?

"I will go with you. After all, it's my blood that has given birth to the vampire creation venom in my father's blood. If you go rogue suddenly, I can put a stop to it immediately." Phoenix nodded. "Consider this a test to see how you can handle being around humans." "Is this necessary?" I couldn't help but sound exasperated by the idea of wasting anymore time when we could spend that time looking for Ashterah and stopping the goddess from causing anymore havoc. No doubt, now that we've robbed her off her beauty and child whom she was content with using as a weapon, she's on a path of vengeance. The attempt at my life will not be the last.

I shake my head no. “The phoenix is a mysterious bird. It’s special. Like you. It has a strong love for its people. It gives the people its power. She rises above them. She brings death to life. You do that, Mia. You will bring life to us. Our Phoenix queen will protect us with your love and healing. You will allow us to once again, rise from the ashes and be reborn. Would you like that?” He studies my face. I nod yes and give him a quick glance.

Damon lets out a bark of laughter, “How do you not know this? Every shifter was told about this from a young age. The boogeyman. They themselves might be humans with some powers but they guard the wrath that can befall the world.” Hs words make no sense to me and I feel like he’s rambling. But I can see the glimmer of fear in his eyes. “You’re going to have to start making sense, Damon,” I say, coolly. “They are the custodians,” Damon stares at me. “The custodians of what?” I demand, tersely. He gives me a long look before replying, his voice heavy. “Of The Phoenix.”