Phoenix Wright X Miles Edgeworth Novels & Stories

"Thank goodness you're here, Mr. Kyros! Someone here didn't follow the rules and stole the woman I spent a lot of money on. He even injured the bodyguards you lent to me. All I can say is that I'm too useless. I even told him that I'm Emery's right-hand man, but he didn't care at all. Not only do they look down on you despite being from the Wrights of Wolsing, but he also looked down on Emery…" Xynthia's face went pale the moment she heard "Wrights of Wolsing." She was a member of the top ten family too, so he knew what those three words meant. It was said that the Yates of Country A and Emery Wright cooperated several times. Now that they had crossed the Yates, the Yates dragged the Wrights

Matthew Blaise Wright is a hot nerd bachelor, a sporty person, and a software engineer, he’s three years younger than Ezekiel, he is gentle from the inside and outside. Zachary Cyrax Wright is the youngest among the three, a freelance model and a medical student. He is an insolent playboy, he has gone through girls as if he’s changing clothes. No one stays with him, his long relationship lasts a week. “Finally, you arrive. I thought that I will become stone here before you come,” he whispered apathetically. Mrs Wright loosens her grip on his son and laughs at him. “You’re kidding me, my son. If I don’t know your attitude, I might get on what you say but sorry, I know you very well as much as

“I don’t have a choice, and if I don’t get the money, something very bad will happen.” She has no idea that something very bad has already happened. The other escort service in Phoenix is run by Miles Cartwright. He’s scum, and I’ve been itching for a reason to shut his operation down. He plays by Moon’s rules, so I haven’t had that opportunity yet. His lover, Trett McDowell, is scum too and he’s been known to use a heavy hand on their ladies. The problem is… the escorts won’t talk. They aren’t nearly the caliber of the stable Madison runs, and we don’t have work for them anyway.

She must have read those in the tabloid. “He was a playboy. I met him and Abby, his wife. He’s Phoenix and Hawk's cousin from his mother's side. His Mom is Williams.” “And what Phoenix is doing here if he is from a rich family?” “They have a home here in Ravenwood. He moved to New York when his parents divorced.” My phone rings. It’s Phoenix. I can’t help but smile. God, I missed him already. “Hey, just landed a few minutes ago. How’s your mom?”

--- Everything goes black. The darkness slams into me like a freight train, crushing me into the ground, pressing the air out of my lungs. I can't breathe. I can't think. I can't do anything except lie there and let the weight of it suffocate me. Viktor is laughing. "Look at you," he says. "The great Elara Vance. The woman who killed the Collective. The woman who broke the veil. And here you are, nothing but a pathetic little worm squirming in the dirt."

Even if Esther stays quiet about the past, as he demands, he’s unlikely to back off of his attacks of her. Men like that don’t quit. The only victory they see is total and utter annihilation of their enemy. For Edward, Esther is the enemy. “What do we really know about Esther Owens?” reads one post. “If Edward hates her, she must really be a monster.” Miles curls his hand into a fist. In the past, Miles could use money and power to influence people. He’s always been confident, and he prides himself on his ability to outthink and outmaneuver his opponents.

Their lips were so close they were practically touching. “Go back to sleep,” Phoenix whispered, his warm breath brushing her face. “I carried you and brought you to your room.” Atticus stares at him with doubt. “You know I’m heavy. You can’t possibly carry me—” “I can carry two of you, Atticus, without breaking a sweat,” Phoenix interrupted, his tone firm and unwavering. “Don’t underestimate me just because I walk with this cane. It’s support, not a crutch. I’m not permanently disabled.” His sharp, serious gaze locked onto hers, silencing any further protests.

I asked my assistant. She looked at me like I was insane. "He’s Phoenix, boss. Of course, we have to let him in!” I sighed. Really, I forgot that she’s one of Phoenix’s fans. Ruth then came to him with a pen and paper. “Please sign here please. I’ve always been a huge fan of yours, Phoenix Mason Hill!” She exclaimed. Phoenix smiled at her and winked, grabbing the pen in his hands. At this, Ruth was on the verge of fainting.

Irene laughed. "Men as gentlemanly as Mr. Wright are truly rare. Coming from the prestigious Wright family of Blumedale, Mr. Wright is far more refined than the so-called elites of Jayrodale!" Leroy eagerly chimed in, eager to flatter. "That goes without saying! Mr. Wright is the heir of the Wright family—one of the Five Apex Families in all of Gabo Creek Province! There isn't a single family in Jayrodale that can compare!"

“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.