Rising Ashes Phoenix Novels & Stories

She dodged each of their attack but she didn't notice the last burning ball of fire ,coming in her way when she was busy dodging other dark magic users attack. The ball hit the phoenix's body and the flame engulfed her alive . The phoenix shrieked in pain.The flame died down and left only ashes and feather. I flew down to prevent the dark magic users came close to take the feathers. Phoenix have its magic in its feathers.The feather can cure many illness and can give a new life to any creature. They have many lives, when a phoenix dies ,it arises from the ashes again.

Ash’s POV The roar of the clubhouse hit me before I even turned off my engine. Laughter, shouts and the sound of bottles clinking rent the air and for a moment, I wonder how they could easily fall back into their normal lives less than twelve hours after an attack. It was chaos the way I remembered it, but somehow louder and more… non challant. Inside, the air was thick with smoke and sweat. A few brothers cheered when they saw me, others nodded, their eyes sharp, reading me like they weren’t sure what version of Ash had come back.

“Let me help you, Rose.” “It wouldn't hurt, would it?” She asked with a shaky voice. “Have I ever hurt you?” I got no reply to that. “Okay…so how do you get in?” She asked instead. “Close your eyes and try to breathe evenly; you could do that, right?” “Y..yes, please Emmet hurried up. The only strength I've got is on my tongue, my body is closing up on me.” Just as she spoke, I turned into a thick cloud of ash. My eyes went into flames.

He pointed an angry finger at Kira, fire curling around his hand in fast little flickers that never burned his skin. “You’re late,” Xander snapped. Kira didn’t look up from where she was manually trying to open Knight's restraints. “Fuck off. I lost half the blood in my body, and they tried to bury me in an unmarked grave at the bottom of the goddamn mountain. You’re lucky I’m walking.” “They buried you?” Knight asked, unable to scrape the horror out of his voice completely. He’d experienced a lot of shitty things as a Marine, but getting buried alive was not one of them.

The ground was covered in a layer of black ash, the leftover of the burned ants. Chu Xun realized that his attack didn't work out well. The number of ants was simply too huge that he would die sooner or later. Thus, he made a signet with his hands once again. The Eternal Phoenix Scripture! The phoenix's clear and loud cries echoed, seeming to be able to pierce through gold and split stones. The phoenix dived down from the sky with its purple flames covering the place. It flew close to the ground, and its flames burned countless ants into ashes, fighting its way out.

He was searching the ground looking for her body, when - A glowing figure slowly emerged from within the falling ashes. Ambrose turned toward them, getting up from the ground and unsheathing his sword. He had no idea exactly what had risen from the ashes. The pheonix had always been described as a creature. Had something taken over Sephora's body? He didn't know. But when the figure finally came into focus, Ambrose's breath caught in his throat, and his heart gave a twist of pain.

He was reluctant at first but finally agreed and also took an interest in the widowed Catherine Harrison. “The packs are asking for updates,” he had told me but there weren't any. Jasper's upper half was still wrapped up like a mummy and his healing was slow. I informed him to tell everyone that we were still being searched for. Rubbing my eyes I thought about that day my mate blew himself up. “At least you can be thankful that Aella is a moonless shifter and wasn't forced into a shift that night,” Ashina stated. “Yeah,” I mumbled with a frown then looked at the door, hearing a light knock.

Moonlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching across the marble floor. I knelt on the balcony, applying a special herbal balm to the skin beneath my ribs—to the scars left by silver weapons thirteen years ago. They still ached. The scars always ached under the full moon, a cruel reminder of a past I fought to forget. "You're still using that balm." I didn't turn around. Kaelen's footsteps were loud on the cold marble. "I thought you'd forgotten that pain," he said. The anger was gone from his voice, replaced by something I couldn't quite place.

Camellia unveiled the 30-Day Fire Plan: Week 1: Full rollout of the Ash Index Week 2: Public audit of Phoenix’s donor history Week 3: Civilian council nominations Week 4: Global vote for Phoenix’s next chair

I look at her, at her small face, at her big eyes, at the innocence she's somehow managed to hold onto despite everything. "Losing you," I say. "Losing any of you." She squeezes my hand. "You won't," she says. "You're the Phoenix. You always come back." --- We reach the surface at dawn. The sun is rising, painting the sky in shades of gold and pink and orange, and I stop, I can't help it, I stop and stare because it's beautiful, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and I almost forgot what beauty looked like.