Phoenix Phire Novels & Stories

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.

Like a ghost, it annihilated all the eight beasts in one swoop, and not a single one of them survived. The power of a Divine Emperor-level phoenix was truly terrifying, and it left Andrius stunned. “How was that?” The phoenix circled back and asked proudly. “Thank you for saving me. How may I address you?” Andrius asked sincerely. “I’m Alaric Phoenix. Since you are my kin, you can call me Alaric.” Alaric Phoenix… was an imposing name. Andrius nodded and said, “Thank you, Alaric.” “Mm...” Alaric then pointed to the eight corpses of the fiends. “These creatures will be of great benefit to you. Consider them my gift to you.”

"You already know." I wake up with a gasp. --- The next morning, I gather the team. "I know where the Phoenix Files are," I say. They look at me. Waiting. "Beneath the mountain," I say. "The one where the first Receptor was born. The one where the veil was first created." Helena's face goes pale. "That's in the Northern Territories," she says. "The most dangerous place on Earth. It's overrun with Corrupted. With warlords. With things that would eat us alive."

Ajax says. “Vaeril is a elf prince, right fire dragon?” My mouth moved, but it wasn’t me speaking. The woman turns and looks at me. “He is. Do you know him?” “Uh, Anala, this is Phoenix. We’re keeping it quiet for now, but this is Emmi’s shifter that you’re talking to.” “Wait, you’re a phoenix? Oh, that is totally cool! Is that why your fire is so hot? Is that how you were able to control my fire in elemental manipulation when it started getting out of control?”

He felt her coming closer to him. Will he be able to resist the call of nature now that she was getting close? His name is Luke Brant, and he is one of the rarest supernatural beings that walk the earth. He is a phoenix. Dear readers, the new adventure is starting. I hope you will enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing. You can join me on social media if you'd like... I always answer :) Instagram: @author.oceanwide Facebook page: @author.ocean.wide

Trevor says. “I have a feeling that they are paying her very well and we all know that if you throw enough money in her face she will do anything,” I add. Trevor snorts at my comment. He knows it’s true. Shade will do anything for the right price. I have a feeling that she has something up her sleeve. I can’t see her letting them get away with making someone of this power. I feel she will add something of her own to the mix if she goes through with the plan. What surprises me is that before Prycylla and Trevor leave, they leave some of their own DNA and blood to add to the mix. Well, Prycylla leaves one of her feathers. This will definitely add something great to the mix. Prycylla

"There should be very few people in Phoenix City who haven't heard of my name. I'm Yoan Cyrcle!" The famous Phoenix City's newest Gambling God, Yoan? Samson saw the loaded yuan as a good target. "Yes, I'm the landlord!" Samson could not help but grin from ear to ear. He hurriedly greeted Yoan and began to curry favor. "Mister Cyrcle is famous. I'm sure everyone in Phoenix City has heard of you. Mister Cyrcle, would you like to rent this office building? New Chesire Group was interested too, but I refused their offer."

She’s teetering under my devouring gaze. She cuts her eyes away when we both lock each other with a look. “Thank you for this opportunity, sir.” Damn, that voice is definitely going to be singing me a lullaby soon. The perfect sleeping pill. “Project Phoenix is a carefully thought-out idea for businesses that want to perform secret, anonymous transactions. They’ll have total access to the wallet, which can only be accessed using the owner’s retina. Just think of it like a piggy bank…” I savor the stream of her voice in my ear.

"Eh?" Phoenix was actually surprised to see her bodyguard defeated so easily. She raised her chin proudly at Frank as she asked, "Who are you?" "You should introduce yourself before you ask for someone else's name," Frank said, dropping the mush and leveling an impassive stare at Phoenix. "Heh." Seeing that Frank was so fearless, Phoenix quickly presumed that he was the apprentice of a hidden sect. Chuckling coolly, she nodded at Frank, "Phoenix Ardron of Cloudnine Sect." "Phoenix Ardron."

Phoenix shook his head in pity. "Who are you? Why can't you let her go? We haven't done anything that's considered harmful to you guys right? And I promise if you let her go..." "I don't plan on doing so, Narfi." "Why? Please let her go. I'll give you anything." Phoenix looked amused. "What could you possibly have that I desire?" "Wealth, Intel..." "SHH! Be quiet," Phoenix warned and then took out the dagger from his storage ring. It levitated and dismembered, eventually turning into a peacock fan with the initials P. S. A. He smilingly asked. "Now you see why?"