Phoenix Wright Take That Novels & Stories

My older brother was always my parents' favorite child. Victor had been sickly since birth, and from the time we were little, I was expected to absorb every misfortune meant for him. When his kidneys failed, my parents took one of mine and gave it to him. By then, my own body was already failing, yet when I begged them to treat me a little better, they only glared at me and cursed. "If you hadn't taken everything from your brother in the womb, why would he have suffered all these years? You owe this family. Pay it back." With untreated kidney disease worsening inside me, I died after Victor deliberately locked me inside his basement. It was painful, and it was bitter. But this life.

"Phoenix! I can't believe you-" "Adrian." He called me and I turned to him. He sat down beside Lana and he sighed. "I've missed you." He said in a small voice and Lana was holding her laughter. I sighed looking at him annoyed and Lana was trying so hard not to burst out laughing. "I've been waiting for you to get whipped too so we can make ILLICIT 2.0 the whipped club." Phoenix said it by looking at me straight in the eye. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I hissed. I got up from my seat and suddenly Phoenix gave me his iPad. I raised my eyebrows not wanting to take it.

"You are a princess of the east, you can’t just walk in there and demand to take your brothers." I turned on my guard. “Where is Dexter Maree from?” “Also the north,” Raf said. “So I’m from the north then,” I answered, “and the way I see it, I have every right to claim my brothers.” “It would be best if you speak to Mister Bailey about this,” Glover said, his tone of voice soothing and condescending. “You don’t have any right to make demands of those Alphas.” My ears started to buzz with an anger so big that I was afraid I’d burst out of my skin. “They are my brothers! I am not going to leave them to suffer under Thomas fucking Shelby!”

"It's- It's okay for me, you can blame me, you can also be angry with me because-" "No," Wena protested. "I can only be angry in the system of our society Vance. In a system full of poverty and exploitation so there are conflicts," I heard the restrained anger in her tone, "and what is happening now is part of the conflict between your family and Trewon among his other colleagues stand for their unified beliefs. " I remained standing and just listened to what Wena was saying. Somehow I breathed a sigh of relief because of what she said but I'm still afraid of losing her, that our friendship is over here.

Richard said, pointing to the phone in hand. Luke moved instantly. His hand found its way to Sarah’s waist, and he pushed her forwards gently before he nodded his head to Richard. It looks like he understood quickly how deeply Luke had messed up and how urgent it was for him to fix things with Sarah, so he took upon himself to organize the investigation in Nebraska, giving the love birds a time and space to discuss what they had in private. In the end, it was Richard who knew better than anyone how Luke was feeling right now. Poor guy could use some slack. “One question, though,” Richard called out just before Sarah and Luke left the room. “Can tears of a phoenix really heal any wound?” it w

Gone were their tailored suits and designer gowns. In their place were prison uniforms. Overnight, they fell from the heights of privilege into disgrace. "Kneel." I stood below the stage and spoke a single word. The three of them shuddered. Not one dared resist. Facing Owen's urn, they lowered their heads and began bowing again and again. Thud. Thud. Thud. The dull sound echoed through the microphones, carrying across the square and onto every screen broadcasting the event. Before long, their foreheads split open.

The car drove slowly toward the bustling, sinful heart of New Haven. It was an empire that belonged entirely to me. I raised my right hand, wearing the ring of power. Looking at my cold reflection in the window, I curved my lips. A man’s love is worthless. Only absolute power never betrays.

She turned her back on him and left without a second glance. She showed up at the grave I picked and laid it all out for me. "Jan, every single person who wronged you has paid for it. You can let go now. And when you get to the other side, try to take it easy this time." Natalie traced her fingers across my photo before getting back on the road. … I had no idea how much time had gone by when Nathan suddenly appeared in front of my grave. He looked exactly like a junkie, with his scraggly beard, hollowed-out eyes, and pale, chalky skin.

“She changed the party time. She made sure we’d be late.” Owen’s hands tightened slightly on the wheel. “I know.” “She wanted that moment,” I continued, swallowing hard. “She wanted me to miss it. She wanted to be the hero—his hero. And Austin just… went along with it.” “She won tonight,” Owen said quietly. “But tomorrow? Tomorrow is yours.” That helped, a little. Still, the image of Austin giving that speech lingered in my mind. That appreciation, that admiration, that gratitude—for everything I had done for Jamie in the first few years of his life—those were supposed to be mine.

Following that, I got on top of him and started punching him repeatedly. “You thinnkkk you can touch me again?” I shouted, not stopping at the finishing siren, “I am notttt that hopeless girl anymore,” I was panting and punching him until a sturdy pair of arms were wrapped around my waist to pull me away from Tanner. “Phoenix Hart, from the Dark Autumn Pack, is our new best warrior! All hail before her,” the leader announced my victory, and the crowd was forced to get up and give me a round of applause. But unfortunately, my vision was still blurred. I wasn’t able to focus on anything at the moment, not even on Tanner on the ground.