Phoenix Stories Novels & Stories

The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes. The movie ended in two hours , nafisa and fawaz were already sleeping. Khadija sigh before joining them. They woke up around four in the evening, prayed and they sat talking. "Naffy, it is getting late. Let me get going " Khadija said to nafisa . "Okay"She replied and run off to her room. She got chocolate cake, and chocolate biscuits for fawaz, then Khadija's favorite square veil. The house felt empty, just like her an empty soul when her husband left her. she flipped through the cartoon channel , sighing heavily. She missed her husband.

He revealed. " What nonsense are you talking about? " Phoenix glared at him. " This isn't nonsense, this is the truth. Mr. Wong isn't a famous businessman like your aunt painted him. He is a fucking human trafficker " Phoenix's eyes widened in horror. " What?! " She exclaimed and sprang up. " Sit " Axion commanded, and she shot him a glare. " Sit down " Axion snapped. Huffing angrily, Phoenix complied. " Why should I believe what you just said, huh? " She demanded.

I just looked at him carefully, reading his face. "Then are you just giving up that easily? Dumping it to me like trash?” I couldn’t help but ask. “This is not the Phoenix I know.” “You don’t know the real Phoenix.” He snapped at me. “The Phoenix that you don’t know run away from the media, from his parents and everything. He didn’t accept the money that his parents were giving him, saying he wanted to earn his freedom. Now that Phoenix is crushing in front of you.” “Fine. Yes, I may just have entered your life. And I learned one thing.” I said. “The Phoenix I knew all along is a coward.”

FLASHBACK Phoebe is ten years old while Phoenix is seven years old. They used to live next to Ria’s house with their dad, Mr Lawson until he left them alone in their home. Their mom left three years ago after Mr Lawson lost his job and couldn’t fend for the family anymore. Well they actually moved to Chicago a year ago because Mr Lawson thought he was going to secure a better job in the state. The bills of putting his children through school and also paying house bill and others was too much for him being that the minor barman job wasn't paying well so he felt the only way to escaped his responsibility was running away.

“Your dad really left you in the dark, didn’t he?” I didn’t reply, and that silence was answer enough. Vivian’s voice took on a reverent tone, like she was speaking of ancient myths made real. “Phoenix wolves are among the rarest and most powerful beings in our world. Not just werewolves—they’re something beyond. Something sacred. They don’t just shift; they burn and rise. They carry the fire of rebirth, with powers that rival the moon goddess herself. They’re like divinity walking in flesh.”

"Listen there is nothing wrong with that" "What are you saying Cameron? You are free when you lose your virginity" "Well not everyone wants to be free like you" "What's wrong with being free?" "Everything is wrong with it" "Like what?" "Maybe you are too free that's why you let a lot of heads pass through you" Phoenix's eyes widened. She was implying that she was one of those girls who goes around sleeping with men. "Hey! I'm not like that" "Really?" She arched up her brow at Phoenix. "Are you going to deny that? Let's see, how many men did you get down with during the holiday"

Phoenix curled around her swollen belly, whispering threats to a world that wanted her dead. She nearly bled out giving birth. The midwife fled when gold static crawled across the newborn’s skin. Phoenix remembered crawling—half-conscious, hemorrhaging—across the freezing floor just to reach Leo. Hatred kept her alive. Pure. White-hot. The second year taught her how to hunt. She rewrote discarded designs, sold them under false names while Council Scavengers sniffed for the “anomaly.” In a Brooklyn alley, they cornered her. She killed three wolves with a broken bottle and a sewing needle.

Chapter 37 – Under The Glimmering Sky Third Person POV Their hands fiddled at each other while Phoenix’s other arm remained snaked around her waist, keeping her close to him. They watched the city lights and the stars above them, waiting for the meteor shower to arrive. “Was it your dream to be a businessman?” Kiara asked out of nowhere, looking at the stars and honestly wondering if they do really grant some wishes when they fall. “No. I never had a dream, Kiara.” Phoenix replied and stopped himself of uttering more the words ~’not until when I met you’ such thought he kept it inside his head.

I accepted them absentmindedly. “Thank you,” I said quietly, still trying to understand how I had somehow ended up here—in a hospital with people I am not even related to. “You know the businesses underground, right?” Phoenix asked casually as he ate beside me, his tone deceptively light. I nodded. “I knew it,” he muttered, letting out a deep sigh, the frustration he’d been holding back finally seeping through. “There was no way it would work.” “What work?” I squinted at him, confusion settling in.

Phoenix smiled. "Hahaha, trust me, my lord. I always obey till the end. Thank you for visiting me today. I feel honored." "No need to escort me out." Phoenix said before leaving as Reymond waved. Seeing that the scary figure was gone, Reymond sighed in relief. He was once a criminal but Phoenix spared him and even helped him escape and establish a business here that's florishing. But his stupid wife cussed at Phoenix just because he visited without permission and disrupted their romantic monment. So Phoenix had her thrown in to the market square without clothing.