Phoenix Souls Novels & Stories

“How is this possible. You—you were stabbed! You burned—your body—!” Solara frowned, looking down at herself. “I did?” She paused. I turned on Lily, rage and confusion crashing together inside me. “Explain. Now.” Lily finally exhaled, tension leaving her shoulders. She wiped ash from her sleeve. “Solara is a Phoenix.” The words didn’t make sense. “What?” “She’s immortal,” Lily continued calmly. “Or close enough. When a Phoenix dies, their body combusts, burns completely, and is reborn from the ashes.”

said Bella. “Oh. Well, that’s a shame.” “Yeah. I know.” “I did feel dizzy and passed out a few times though.” “Are you alright?” asked Madam Cynthia, patting her head. “I’m fine now.” “Good.” “Do you want me to give it a try?” asked Cynthia, looking at Joseph. “No. I won’t do it. If your soul goes in there, then there is no guarantee that you will come out. She’s a phoenix. She have the ability to reincarnate. Life after death. You don’t. You’re a dragon!” exclaimed Master Joseph.

"I just learned to summon it recently before all of you got here! And since this is our last day of intense training, I would like you to know all the creatures you fought previously were not as strong as this one. Its fire alone can burn this land or evaporate the waters of the oceans!" The dark phoenix breathed fire but the zodiac warriors formed their strongest shield. "12 gates of the zodiac infinity shield activated, Zodiakku infiniti shīrudo no 12 no gēto ga akutibu ni narimasu!" All of their zodiac patterns resisted their shields and were able to block dark phoenix's attack. Then they throw their swords at the dark phoenix, penetrating its body, yet it was ineffective. They charged an

, At this point, my head was swirling in winds of confusion. “I’m not following…”, “I’m going to link my soul to yours…. Our bloodline is tied to our souls… if mine becomes linked with yours…, then our bloodline may become one…, meaning I take on the phoenix bloodline…”, “What? Isn’t that forbidden sorcery”,

That was an interesting tidbit to jot down on the running tab of things that I wanted to learn about when it came to Phoenix wolves. It was a bit overwhelming to not know anything about a part of me that was so incredibly important. Storm was a great source of information, but there were some holes in her memories. All phoenix wolves were reincarnated, meaning that they were the same wolf spirit with each lifetime that they had. As a reincarnated spirit, they were returned with the memories of past lifetimes instead of having their slate wiped clean upon being given to a new human. However, their memories only began surfacing once they shifted for the very first time. She knew certain things

“That’s our most treasured possession. The thing that makes us the Phoenix Pack. The thing that will correct your wrongs. The Lazarus pool.” “The Lazarus pool.” I scoot closer and watch the glass dome come into view. I can almost see the blue water shimmer behind the glass. “Once you are properly dipped, my Phoenix, you’ll know your true potential. Your true purpose. Why you, my dear, are only seen once in five generations and there is only one in existence at one time.” He grins. I turn to him. “What am I?” “You’re a Phoenix wolf. A healer. A leader. You’re power will spread to us all once we dip in the pool after you. Your love and protection will give the Phoenix Pack the rebirth its been

Initially, whenever that birdy came to me, I had to suppress my urges to twist its neck and throw it in some icy water. But now, it was a way of reading Diana’s internal conditions. “Carol, what’s wrong, baby bird?” I asked. Carol whimpered, snuggling into the warmth of my palms. They said phoenixes sense the soul of a person. They read a person’s true intentions and never bond with anyone evil. True. The day I was able to win over Carol, I knew I had become something better than I used to be. Something so much worse than I already was.

"His skin is peeling back like charred parchment, and I can hear the sound of his childhood turning into absolute ash." Phoenix didn’t just scream; her soul physically tore open as the obsidian walls of the cave dissolved into a nightmare she had spent four years trying to outrun. She wasn't standing in the Black Abyss anymore. She was back in the East Wing, but the air didn't smell like lavender and security—it reeked of burnt milk, scorched silver, and the sickeningly sweet, metallic tang of vaporized blood.

“Just put a good soul down, why don’t you? You two are no better, so why dwell upon it.” “You didn’t let me finish; we the Elders have decided that he needs a guide to call upon when in need, so we will glorify ourselves into him. The Ying Yang of our bodies will sustain your soul within him, and in doing so, you will be able to stay within this world.” Said the Phoenix.