Phoenix Phire Novels & Stories

the man told him. I smirked at that bit of information and would have to compliment Ziyah’s amazing creations for working so well. It pleased me to see how pissed Andrei got at the mention of all of his ‘bounty hunters’ who met their demise over the years. His eyes flashed with his anger, making me giggle. I wondered how pissy he would be if he learned that I was indeed responsible for this, and it was his precious Dexy that gave me many interesting answers. My codename was apparently Phoenix, so that proved the theory about why he needed me. He somehow knew about Hecate’s blessing.

Kiran's P.O.V. A phoenix. I'm a fucking Phoenix. My dad is a fucking Phoenix, the rarest of supernatural and instead of being elated by the news, I'm feeling the need to scream and punch. My dad is stuck with that sadistic psychopath of a scientist that Zerena is trapped with as well.

Phase One Ignites The countdown ticked down—2:59:32… 2:59:31… The partitions of the underground facility vibrated with the load of something always large than simply this one base. This wasn’t only a trap. It becomes activation. Phoenix hadn’t been seeking to prevent us. They have been awaiting us. Lucien Voss’ voice echoed via the underground chamber. Calm. Amused. Dangerous. “You notion you had been preventing an organization. But Phoenix isn't Cipher, Anita. We aren't shackled to networks or infrastructure. We are the hearthplace that consumes the antique world.”

OPHELIA I’d always been a fan of the smell of rain. Today, I smelt the storm before the rain came. The wind tugged on the penthouse curtains like agitated fingers drumming against the glass. Charlotte stood beside me with laptop open, the light making her skin glow silver. "I found out something," she said in a low voice. "Phoenix funneled all the leaks through an obsolete Regent server, Alessandre's old place. Someone either still has his credentials…or he's sharing them himself."

“Yeah, I know where that is, and I also know a pack that’s near by that will help me get into the school so I will be able to find her and Micah. I need to save him from not just my father, but also from himself.” “So, you’ll help Micah?” “Of course, I’ll do anything to protect my little brother. Did he already leave?” “Yes, he left this morning to head out to Maryland. Please Prince Sephiroth, protect my son from himself.” “Already said I will. Now I need to call the Dragon claw pack to see if they can get me into that school. Oh yeah, don’t call me Prince. I’m no longer the Prince nor do I ever want to be. Now I’m known as Phoenix, the president of Wolf’s fang MC.”

“Then we don’t block it, Kora. We feed it. Initiate the 'Phoenix-Reaper' hybrid code. If she wants to eat our buffers, let her eat a poisoned meal.” The "Phoenix-Reaper" code was a masterpiece of Next Gen innovation—a combination of the Smith family’s adaptive logic and the Krauser Kartel’s lethal efficiency. It was a virus designed to look like a vulnerability, a digital honey-pot that would trap Peony’s deletion protocol in an infinite, self-consuming loop.

Fortunately, my lack of skill didn't lead to any terrible occurrences. Phoenix was able to very quickly even the playing field by taking out or incapacitating most of the enemy. I had an odd fascination as I watched Phoenix skillful cut down the hunters with his sword skills. He also wasn't above using simple tricks and targeting the enemies weakness. I also felt strange watching that. Phoenix actually gave off an air of being Noble and honourable. But in the fight against the hunters he proved to be superbly practical and straightforward. If he saw a way to win that didn't involve loosing anyone important to him then he would take it.

It sounded more like a madman than a villain. “You dare enter my sanctuary?” the voice growled. “This is my life’s work. You think you understand what I am?” The screens around them began to flash disturbing images; data spirals, broken faces, and a strange black teardrop symbol that kept appearing. “He’s trying to mess with our minds,” Amelia warned. “It’s some kind of last defense… a psychological trick to buy himself time.” But Leah didn’t stop. Her hands danced across the interface as she dug deeper into the code. “This Phoenix program is built like a virus. Smart, self-spreading. But I’m in. I can shut it down. I just need time.”

She stood for a second, recomposing her minds and quickly moved towards the entrance of her room. “ Mom, dad! I will be going out with friends today. But I won't be too late. I promise!” Phelan said in a low, soft voice, facing to the ground off from his father's eye. Standing at the middle of her room's door. “Friends?” Ozouf said, laughing as he moved closer. “You pathetic fool! Someday you'll wake up from your little fantasy and learn just how good of a friend is. Now, bas! Enough of this. Give us that kite. Zeff must have been looking for it”

This was the first time she was turning into a Phoenix and it felt good. It all happened suddenly, as she became weak. And soon she was on the ground, her body took weak to stand. She saw a kindly figure as her sight became a blur. She drifted into consciousness as she felt hands on her feathers. Sam Gunnigham He knew he was watched but never expected it to be the Phoenix. He saw as she took off, and he knew a Phoenix when saw one. He scratched his head as he grunted in frustration. "Why was the Phoenix spying on him?"