Phoenix Novels & Stories

I keep my gaze forward and look through the dark, smoky windshield refusing to look back. The Valley of the Sun, as Phoenix and the surrounding cities are known, is a sprawling metropolis of black asphalt and mostly one- or two-story buildings. The high-rise, big city atmosphere can be found downtown and takes up about forty square blocks total. That's a pin in a map compared to the rest of the city. Gomez doesn't ask directions as he navigates the streets. We circumvent the inner city, and Gomez enters the freeway a few miles from Moon's home. I sit back and pull in a long slow breath of air.

If I came back here and she was upset again, then I really would keep her away. "Call me if you need me, Angel." I told her after Tina had gone back inside after answering the door. "I will, I promise." "Check your phone, and make sure you have a signal." "Colton, it's Phoenix not the Mohave." It only took that one look to get her moving. "And don't roll your eyes at me." "Yes, sir." She grinned at me, the brat. "Oh you're asking for it, aren't you little girl?"

ODETTE After a close to eighteen-hour flight with two stops in between—one of which Gunnar had made, we landed in South Africa, in the province of KwaZulu-Natal. We were hauled up in a hotel room near the beach. The city we were staying in—from the little I had seen—was beautiful. Durban seemed to be filled with people of different races and ethnicity. It was different from what I had expected. Then again, I didn't know what to expect when Ace said we were going to a safe house. All I knew was that we wouldn't be staying at this hotel for very long.

I smile, throwing my shoulders back. Three of them burst into fits of laughter, whilst Maddox stares at me with a strange look in his eyes, one I didn’t even want to decipher, I had boiled it down to either sex or murder, neither of which I would appreciate. I should have known they would find it hard to believe, their hadn’t been a Phoenix sighting in many years, the last one when I was only a child and I didn’t know to hide what I was. But I didn’t know if they knew about that.

"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

I would like to make new friends but I am too scared because I have mostly faced betrayal in my friendship and misjudged all the time. As I near FPU, it is really huge and looks like some sort of castle. It has few towers and looks really beautiful. It reminds me of Hogwarts Castle from Harry Potter Series. I smile at my own thought and I enter the gate. The parking lot is huge and spacious. I park my car, grab my bag from the back seat and get out. As I walk towards the main building, I bang with someone but as I am too busy to look for a notice board, I only manage to say sorry without even looking at that person.

Greg laughs as I fan myself dramatically with my hand. Despite the heat, Phoenix is beautiful. We spend a couple of hours wandering around the city, stopping for iced drinks before exploring local shops and little art markets scattered around downtown. I end up buying a small cactus keychain I absolutely do not need. “It’s cute,” I defend. “It’s a cactus.” “It has a tiny cowboy hat.” Greg looks at it carefully. “Okay, yeah, that’s fair.”

The wheels of the plane touched down with a gentle jolt, and a flutter of applause rippled through the cabin from a few enthusiastic passengers. Violet stirred awake at the sound, her lashes lifting slowly before a wide smile lit her face. She sat up, stretching a little in her seat, her voice a whisper threaded with joy. “We’re here…” Ethan nodded, watching the way her eyes sparkled despite the long flight. “Paris,” he said quietly, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. “First stop on our honeymoon.”

Phoenix The phoenix is ​​a mythological fire bird from ancient Egypt where it is depicted as a bird that dies by fire and is reborn from fire. Usually depicted as having gold and red feathers. At the end of his life, Phoenix is ​​told to build a nest of cinnamon twigs which then catches fire. The bird was destroyed by the fire but then a new, young Phoenix emerged from the same fire. It is believed that the life span of the Phoenix is ​​500-1461 years. Phoenix tears are believed to heal wounds.

Author’s POV: “Aramis! I want you to accept my demise as it is and move on. Staying with the thoughts of me and remembering me every second of your life would do you no good. It is only pulling you back from doing amazing things with your kids that you can,” Phoenix whispered in his ears as he slept in his tent. Part of the reason he camped in the mountains was that he knew he will get to see Phoenix a lot. But it wasn’t much since he would normally have dreams about her every time he sleeps.