Phoenix Wright Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Don't you get it, Brenda? I don't care about dying.Every time I think of how Anthony will be tortured to death by the Love Curse, I feel extremely happy.As long as he dies with me, I will die without regret! " Phoenix remained unmoved.I gritted my teeth. I couldn't understand why Phoenix was being so stubborn, even to the very end. "Phoenix, come on.I truly believe that if you admit that you were wrong to Anthony, he will let you go.As you said, he's not in human." Holding Phoenix's hand, I looked into his eyes and tried to persuade him. "Admit that I was wrong to Anthony? When hell freezes over.I'll never give into him.Stop saying such words, Brenda," Phoenix replied, avoiding my eyes.

Phoenix fought the urge to scoff, he knew Brooke too well to be mesmerized by her sweetness. Daniel nodded in agreement. “Well, that’s good to hear. The merger won’t be happening as long as you two won’t get married.” Desserts were served and after the dinner, Emilia hauled Brooke to her room for dress fitting. Phoenix went to the garden alone with a bottle of brandy in his hand. He wanted to have a moment of peace. He’s been not himself for a few days now, and it all started after he witnessed that woman dance. “You’re fucking insane, Phoenix.” He chugged the contents of the bottle. The alcohol burned his throat and he doesn’t seem to care. He wanted to get drunk and forget about that woman

Miah said in an excited tone. “We’ll take her picture later, but first please save me from Big B,” Phoenix said with a sad pout and told her how he saw Raf near the school. “You are so dead. Who told you to go there without a cover on your face? Don’t you know the Scorpion Clan knows about Big B? Even their son Peter knows how Big B looks, and I bet he must have assumed you as Big B,” Miah exclaimed while shaking her head in disbelief. “I was excited to meet my future sister-in-law,” Phoenix replied with a puppy face.

"But I'm going to find out." --- That night, I dream. I'm standing in a field. The sky is dark. The air is cold. And she's there. The woman. The one from before. The veil. "You're still here," I say. "I'm always here," she says. "I'm always with you." "The mark is gone. Julian said I'm human now." "You are human," she says. "But you are also something more." "What?" "You are the Phoenix," she says. "The one who rises from the ashes. The one who breaks the cycle. The one who saves the world."

Phoenix said. Finally, Phoenix's strength returned, he stood, his dark blue eyes burning with anger, and the other wolf ran off. Despite his best efforts to rejoin the battle, Phoenix's pain intensified with each movement. When they were starting to draw near, stars became visible, and as Phoenix attempted to resist, darkness swiftly enveloped them.

But tonight, it was ours alone. Inside, the air was still, carrying the faint scent of fresh wood and promise. I closed the door behind us, shutting out the world. My cut hung heavy on my shoulders, but when I looked at her, it was like the weight lifted. “Kat,” I said, my voice rough, the name tasting like home. “Tonight, it’s just you and me. Before the boys, before the noise. I want this night with my Phoenix.” Her smile was soft, but her eyes blazed, and I knew she understood. This wasn’t about escape—it was about claiming the quiet, the fire, the bond we’d sworn before gods and family alike.

“Kent has no respect for me. The Westeros Synders will pay for this! “What’s the situation like in Lilyrose? What does Perfect World Group have to say about this? Don’t tell me only Darcy can handle the business deals?” Dark grimaced hard. “Ma’am, when I said that I was representing you, I wasn’t even allowed into the premises.” … Humiliated, Phoenix froze. As tension rose, Phoenix jolted to her feet exasperatedly and slammed the table. “That’s pushing it!” With Phoenix seething in rage, some family members had ideas of their own.

“I'm sorry, if you've never fallen in love, or your dick is shorter than your brain, I don’t care, but if you try to break us, I’ll shorter your life than your dick. 2 fucking inches…” “I like her…” I looked at Aiden, his voice coming out so firm. “Damn…” He snorted, his gaze at me. What was that? “No, you… you should not like her…” Phoenix walked in our direction. He pulled me closer getting insecure. “Are you jealous, my sun…” I snickered and the frown on Phoenix’s face was worth watching. “She’s fiesty…” Aiden tapped on Phoenix’s shoulder with an evil grin sitting on his face.

Chapter 23 – The Absence and Regalia Third Person POV Kiara spent her days, weeks, and months focusing on her studies and job, but it cannot be denied that the memory of Phoenix sitting on the bar’s high chair with a glass of rum, was engrave in her mind, that every time she would stand on the stage and dance, she would constantly roam her eyes at the bar area and automatically search for Phoenix, but there was none, there was no figure and presence of Phoenix in the bar. And even though she would not admit it to herself, she was definitely looking for him.

Stacy stepped forward, but Phoenix took two steps ahead and folded her arms around her chest. "Touch me and I will fucking burn you to a crisp," Phoenix warned her, looking straight into her eyes without a fear. I knew Phoenix would never beg Stacy to let her stay for the night. "Your mom must have been a slut to give bi---," Stacy took it too far but Phoenix was not less than anyone. "One more word and I will shove your baby back in you." Phoenix’s threat made Stacy share a glance with me. "Leave!" was all Stacy had to say. Phoenix wasn’t given any time to change her clothes, so she wore an overcoat and quickly packed her bags, but then it struck me.