Phoenix Novels & Stories

Isis returned to an empty home after a long day at work. “Phoenix…” she called out as she took off her heels and threw in the living room. There was no response. Isis headed to the kitchen as that was the normal spot where Phoenix could be whenever she called and got no response. Unfortunately, Phoenix wasn’t there. She went over to their room calling out her name. “Phoenix! Phoenix! ”there was no response. Isis was angst-ridden. She heaved a sigh and went back to the kitchen fixed herself some food and returned to the dining to eat.

There was an undeniable spark that always made her pulse quicken, an energy that seemed to dance and flicker with a life of its own, echoing his unwavering loyalty. Phoenix's aura, true to his namesake, was vibrant and transformative, crackling with energy and life. It was a constant dance of flickering flames, alive with an unpredictable yet mesmerizing rhythm. His essence was both exhilarating and revitalizing, a force that lifted her spirits and invigorated her soul.

And what I see has my eyes going wide as I suck in air. “What? What is it? Is it a bad burn?” he asks, looking down and trying to see what I see. When he sees, he frowns. “What is that?” “Mutual submission, like I said,” Phoenix says. Ajax’s chest from his neck to his groin and across both arms to his elbows is covered in an image of a phoenix in flight. Her tail feathers even extend down his thighs on both sides. It’s as if she’s tattooed his entire body with her image.

By sunset, only Adrian’s people remained. Adrian led her inside, his sharp gaze was all over her. The grand entrance boasted a massive chandelier, dripping with crystal, reflecting light across marble floors polished to perfection. A staircase curled up to the second floor, its golden railings gleaming under the dim lights. Art pieces hung on the walls. There was no doubt this was the home of someone who controlled everything within its walls. "Listen carefully, Seraphina," Adrian finally spoke, turning to face her. "There are rules you will follow if you intend to stay here. Break them, and we will have problems."

Astra's POV Even though I was discovering that Phoenix don't give entry by force or rather they were able to create such barrier. I had heard that Phoenix birds were intelligent maybe even just like humans or more but I was seeing it for the first time myself. “How do we get in?” Jerome asked.

“Your dad really left you in the dark, didn’t he?” I didn’t reply, and that silence was answer enough. Vivian’s voice took on a reverent tone, like she was speaking of ancient myths made real. “Phoenix wolves are among the rarest and most powerful beings in our world. Not just werewolves—they’re something beyond. Something sacred. They don’t just shift; they burn and rise. They carry the fire of rebirth, with powers that rival the moon goddess herself. They’re like divinity walking in flesh.”

Phoenix’s POV (New Character Unlocked!) The airport was a blur behind me, nothing but noise, dragging suitcases, and a few too many side-eyes at my rainbow hair. I couldn't care less. Let them stare. I'd dye it neon green next time, just to spite them. Phoenix Alvira Saavedra. Protector of blood. I had barely tossed my designer duffel into the passenger seat of my sleek black Porsche 911 Turbo S before I was tearing out of the airport driveway, engine roaring like a beast that couldn’t be tamed. No text, no warning. Surprise was half the fun

Adult life in the city of dreams. Welcome to life in Metro City. The city that never sleeps.

Atticus said, nodding. Phoenix studied her intently before sighing. “You’re my PA and housekeeper. I only need a PA for out-of-the-country trips. Most of the time, you’ll be helping around the house. Got it?” “Yes, Sir.” Phoenix headed toward the stairs, his cane tapping rhythmically with each step. “And don’t call me Sir. Call me Phoenix,” he said over his shoulder. “Yes, Sir—Phoenix,” Atticus corrected herself. She bit her lip as Phoenix disappeared upstairs. Phoenix. The name felt familiar on her lip

Chapter: 6 ***** "They call for me, mother." Phoenix obviously couldn't control the heat anymore. He craved to go down there and be with his mates. They could feel him but didn't know that he yearned for them as much. The fact that they have been going at it wasn't helping the heat. Normally, when he goes into heat, he gets his moon pills and it kills it just immediately but not yesterday and most definitely not today. He's found his mates. His body was burning up. He's craving their touches, kisses, and most definitely their cocks.