Star Wars: The Phoenix Novels & Stories

"I know everything that touches shadow. Including the fact that Marcus Phoenix is no longer Marcus Phoenix. Hasn't been for twenty years." "Then who—" "The Third Phoenix Lord. Ancient, bodiless, wearing Marcus like a suit." Thanatos smiled, showing too many teeth. "And right now, he's heading to Silver Moon Pack to claim the body he really wants." "Leon," Derek breathed. "No." Thanatos's smile widened. "Yours."

“Then let the fox lead the flames.” And so, the family remained in the sanctuary with Neris and Joren, listening to stories, reading old tomes, and unsealing small vaults of lost knowledge. Together, they sparked something greater than vengeance. They rekindled hope. The Phoenix Clan had fallen in fire. Now, it would rise through it.

"Sometimes, they're not quick enough. By then it's beyond our control to do anything. Subsequently, we end up losing that person." "I'm taking this has happened before?" I knew I wouldn't like the answer but nevertheless, I carried on, if it was regarding my life and wellbeing I had the right to hear all the gruesome details. He nodded. "Unfortunately, yes." "These tests, how do they work?" "They strap you up to this piece of machinery called the Phoenix. You relive through every aspect of your life, all your memories from the start of your life to currently. I've been told everything going by in a flash but for you, all the memories weigh down on you, and the pressure from the machine, that

By sunset, only Adrian’s people remained. Adrian led her inside, his sharp gaze was all over her. The grand entrance boasted a massive chandelier, dripping with crystal, reflecting light across marble floors polished to perfection. A staircase curled up to the second floor, its golden railings gleaming under the dim lights. Art pieces hung on the walls. There was no doubt this was the home of someone who controlled everything within its walls. "Listen carefully, Seraphina," Adrian finally spoke, turning to face her. "There are rules you will follow if you intend to stay here. Break them, and we will have problems."

She asked without looking at him. Luke was silent for so long that Sarah thought he was not going to answer at all. The silence and their staring contest were becoming too much for her, and she couldn’t take it anymore. She was about to give up when he mumbled. “A phoenix.” “A what?” her head snapped in his direction. “I am a phoenix,” Luke repeated, a little louder this time. “That’s not possible! They don’t exist!” Luke raised his brows in wonder. “I very much exist.” He had so many questions for her and for the first time in his long life didn’t know where to start. She obviously knew about the myths and legends of his world and was a bit shaken, so he gave her enough time to collect hers

Academy gossip, winter festival plans, even who was dating who. “So,” Finley teased, “are you two still doing that identity swap thing?” I swallowed hard. I was about to answer when Phoenix cut in first. “I just wanna play Mobile Legends again. That’s the priority.” I gawked at him. Seriously? Dude was in a coma for weeks and the first thing he wants is a video game?! Then the door opened. Hayden walked in… with Zion and Adonis. My heart dropped straight to the floor. “Hey, Phoenix,” Hayden said casually. Too casually.

The men slowly stopped talking. Phoenix sighed. “That’s better. As you can see, we just killed your leadership. I’m betting that pisses a lot of you off, and I don’t blame you. But I’m not really such a bad guy, as many of you will come to find out. So here’s the deal: join or die, fellas.” There was a general murmur among the Rebels. I couldn’t tell which way it was going to go, and most of them probably didn’t know either.

Olivia’s POV “What kind of compensation do you want?” Phoenix asked, the smirk on her face growing wider. The muscular warrior wearing the enchanted armor stared at her for a moment before replying. “How about you hand over half of the special tickets your group possesses?” A smile stretched across his scarred face, making him look even more intimidating. “Oh?” Phoenix tilted her head slightly. “Special tickets?” She paused deliberately before speaking again. “We currently have about a thousand with us.” Her words exploded like thunder inside the temple ruins.

Phoenix growled through her teeth, her face ashen, "I've had enough of him keeping an eye on me 24/7! I'm a prodigy of Cloudnine Sect, and I won't keep suffering like this!" With that, she strode up and took Frank's hand. "I understand now, Mr. Lawrence! Just give me time—I'll personally cut ties with Josh!" "What?!" Before Frank realized what was happening, Phoenix was once again her spirited self, pushing Frank out of the way as she strode out. "Wait! Ms. Ardron, I actually—" "I get it, Mr. Lawrence. Don't worry—I won't let Josh bother you." She smiled at him before storming off.

I still don’t have a lot of information on the Great War except that the shifter packs rallied against witches and that the witches fought back so I don’t really have an answer to that. "They stole a child from the Bewaarders,” Damon tells me. “They stole the Phoenix while it was still an infant. They stole it and they raised it. When the Great War began the Phoenix was just a child. However, what the order failed to realize was that after a certain point in its growth, the Phoenix begins to recall its past. They used the infant to destroy their enemies and get the upper hand. The only reason they never managed to win was because as the war reached its climax, the Phenix had grown considerab