Rising Ashes Phoenix Novels & Stories

Not leading. “Phoenix Ashes is not a response to scandal.” I paused deliberately. “It is a declaration of growth.” The phoenix glowed brighter on the screen. “And unlike ash,” I finished calmly, “we do not scatter.” Silence. Then applause. Measured. Respectful. The narrative was shifting in real time. And we had only just begun.

he explained. "This is good news then," I said, my fears completed overcome by the new discovery. "It's both good news and bad news. The Phoenix is a dangerous creature. It's a creature of magic. We just need the ash, of it's rebirth. To get it, we would have to battle the creature. It would not give it to us easily," Michael replied, shattering my hope again. "What else do we need to know?" I asked staring at what now looked like an emberpeak.

The mahogany surface was cold under my fingertips. I knelt and pulled out the red and gold folder hidden beneath the ledgers. The sketch of the phoenix mask was faintly drawn but instantly recognizable. Underneath the sketch was a single, typed page, labeled "Operation: Aerie." I tried to scan the page, reading fast, absorbing keywords: Acquisition, 1999, Voss Estate, Incineration, Clean-up. Voss Estate. My family name. 1999. The year of the fire. Incineration.

The Ash Mirror Network: A magical communication web used by leaders—only the trusted few can “let the ash speak.” 🔥 The Phoenix Guard Oh yeah, baby. They're real. Only 500 Phoenix Shifters exist. 200 of them are sworn to the Ashen Directive. They are mythical, flame winged warriors that can rebirth from death and incinerate entire battalions. Most of the realm believes they’re extinct. The Accord would shit their cloaks if they knew the Ash had them in waiting. They are called: The Emberwing Phalanx 🔥 Motto: “From ash, we rise.”

Once he was done, Asher sighed deeply, feeling an excitement boil in his chest, as he couldn't wait to welcome his son home. Asher's eyes looked out the nursery's window. The sun had begun setting in the west, and in the east, the full, grey moon began rising above the clouds. Standing at the second story of his mansion, Asher could see over the pine trees of the forest that bordered the east end of his pack grounds. He approached the window and looked out onto the world before him. Birds could be heard singing their last tunes for the day. Asher looked down on the village area below him. The children were being called in by their mothers as the evening began settling its dark shade in the s

Which is why no royal knows what I look. Alisha is also a Phoenix, which helps with talking about affairs that don't deal with the company. There is a knock at my door. "Come in." Alisha comes in, "Ms. Smith, the council has requested for an emergency meeting regarding matters which could threaten supernatural life." "What are these matters?" I ask suddenly becoming anxious. "They wouldn't say but you had to get there as quickly as possible. And Mr. Coal called wishing to reschedule your meeting." "Tell it is no problem, postpone all my appointments and tell the council that we are on our way."

Everything went still. Phoenix hovered in the air, a stricken look on her face as she looked around as if searching for something to fall as if the sky would come falling on her head at any second. Maggie waited. Asher waited. Lance waited. Ezekiel waited. Then Phoenix started to laugh. A peal of nervous laughter spurted out of her. She looked even crazier than before as she opened her mouth unnaturally wide to laugh at Maggie’s foolishness.

That’s all I can say because the way Phoenix welcomes us isn’t very welcoming at all, and all I want to do is to be invisible right now. “Have a seat, girls. The food is almost ready. I’m glad to have both of you here again.” Garrett hugs both of us. “My pleasure Garrett,” Amy says as we sit on the couch in front of Phoenix. Phoenix remains silent like we don’t even exist. His eyes are focused on the TV with a live football game. God, please kill me now. I actually hate being ignored. “So, Phoenix, how did you meet Garrett?” Amy starts the conversation.

Ingrid let out a terrified scream at the sight of his bloodshot eyes. … One month later, bright lights illuminated the top-floor ballroom of Saphira's largest hotel, the Imperial Hotel. The Lachlan family, the wealthiest family in Grandor, had reserved the entire top floor for an extraordinarily grand homecoming banquet. Every prominent and influential figure in Saphira had been invited. Wayne attended the banquet with Ingrid. During the past month, several major overseas projects belonging to the Seyfried Group had come under relentless attack from unidentified forces, which caused devastating losses.

"I have my grandfather's blood, his legacy of horror. Every phoenix we find looks at me and sees him first. The only way to change that is to be different. Consistently. Publicly. Exhaustingly different." He pulled me against him, pressing a kiss to my temple. "You're going to burn yourself out trying to save everyone." "Maybe. But look at what we've already built." I gestured to the wall covered in letters—thank you notes from phoenixes who'd found each other through our network. Stories of friendship, romance, mentorship. Lives being rebuilt from ashes. "Forty-three phoenixes who aren't alone anymore. That's worth a little exhaustion." The next morning brought unexpected resistance. Three