Phoenix Spider-man Novels & Stories

“So that's your enemy right, Miss Marva? Your enemy is also our enemy. Also, what's with that man who was so violent when trying to kill that ugly thing? I've never seen him before yet he is very similar to that man who was with you when you were in the Mist Clan.” Hearing this, I looked up and glance at Phoenix who was like a killing machine when he was fighting against Marva, especially when the times that those squirmy black thing that looks like some of Marva's tentacles was about to touch him, and Phoenix would immediately slice it up as if he was slicing the air. The way he moves and the way he used his weapon was too fast and heavy for their naked's eyes, especially since it was too f

i stop fighting for a second, stuned by the brightness. suddenly i feel like ive been pushed back and i have no control over my self. 'im sorry i had to pretend i was to weak to help you were getting out of here' phoenix says to me in my head and i just sit back and watch as she throws the men holding our arms far away from us then she turns and grabs the other two and pushes them back down the stair and locks the door. she then turns around and shifts and takes off into the woods i can feel her searching for onyx.

Her eyes travelled around the club as she sucked her lower lip. Suddenly, she sighted a man behind her. Phoenix’s heart leaped. “Is this a dream?” she asked aloud. Phoenix got down from her seat as she walked closer to the man. He was tall, had a perfect body with muscular arms that stood out in his shirt. His hair seemed familiar and everything about his back view was Omarion’s. Phoenix had no doubt that she had finally found the father of her aborted child. Every single step she took as she approached him seemed like a thousand miles. Finally, she drew a halt right behind him and touched him. The gentleman turned around while Phoenix’s chest rose and fell in heavy breaths. Lo and behold! I

“Yeah, it's very obvious since you are so noisy. And the height said another handsome man butted in. I almost laughed, because she’s true. It seems that Phoenix is the shortest one here…well, almost at the same height as Theon but he Phoenix rolled his eyes, “Shut up, man. And me and my wife here Sereia owns some land properties and a farm at Gensan. I also am a great photographer.” I nodded, remembering how Matheo owes him money. “Tell your brother to pay his debt. That has been for a year now and I can't contact him. That bastard must have run off with my money now.” He told Theon and Theon nodded. “Don’t worry, he’ll surely pay,” Theon reassured him. “Man, I still couldn't differentiate y

Jyrki questions, watching Phoenix who looks at him like she’s baffled by what he said. “He won’t hurt me, you and Alpha Jon pwotect me. If he eber tooked me it wouldn’t work, I neber use my power against Mumma Raben or Mumma Liliana’s people.” Phoenix holds her arms out when I grab her under her arms and place her on the horse, making sure she has a good grip on the saddle.

But just then, the world tilted. Something was wrong, terribly wrong. The protective barrier around the Phoenix Court, the one my mother had sealed with a fragment of her very soul had shattered. "That's impossible," I whispered. No demon beast, no matter how powerful, should have been able to breach it. Not unless…there was a traitor. Franz and I rushed out. The clan was in chaos. High-level demon beasts had invaded. A fledgling Phoenix, barely ten, was pinned beneath the foot of a boar-beast. She was moments from death.

Hunter glanced past Ryder's shoulder and gave the smallest possible nod. Phoenix appeared at the edge of the column's shadow without announcing herself, because Phoenix never announced herself. She moved the way water moved, finding the available space and occupying it without apparent effort. Her compact frame and quick, assessing eyes had kept her alive in the Cage for three years, longer than anyone expected a female fighter to last, and she had done it by being considerably more than the sum of what people assumed when they looked at her. She had been in the facility when they arrived. Ryder had clocked her. He suspected she had clocked him clocking her and had been waiting to see whethe

Worse yet would be a jump from a building as tall as the Stratosphere. The Vampire was almost back to the landing. He held onto one rung, swinging back and forth, reaching with the other hand, trying to secure his placement. Jamie was closing in. Like Spiderman, he leapt across the void, landing near the Vampire and grasping one of the spiraling pieces of metal near the leg where the Vampire hung. Through Jamie’s IAC, she saw the monster pull back his lips, barring his fangs, and hissing in a frantic bid to save his undead life.

“Calm down, son. This is for your protection. For everyone’s.” Kevin stood over him, and Jeff realized he was on his back. He thrashed, fighting against the restraints, pulling them opposite each other and trying to break loose. They were too strong. He struggled to sit up, but something was off. There was a heaviness in his stomach, and he recalled the feeling from his dream. “Dad, something’s wrong!” Jeff looked down and repressed a scream. “My stomach! It’s . . . ” ‘A spider’s cephalothorax is fused with its abdomen and makes up the lower portion of the arachnid.’ Mr. Drake’s voice echoed in his thoughts.

“And Puma.” Phoenix is the second tallest of the guys. Forrest is taller than him by maybe an inch. Phoenix also has a face that screams “don’t mess with me.” Even though he’s smiling at me, I can see something in his eyes. Something I can’t explain. Part of me wants to reach out and touch him—to know instantly what his story is. I want to know who hurt him. Phoenix has dark brown eyes. They’re so dark that they’re almost black. Whenever the moon hits them just right, they glow slightly. I’m beginning to think that either I’m crazy too, or that wolf shifters really do exist.