Sublime Phoenix Novels & Stories

When I see her eyes grow brighter and I know I am now looking into the eyes of her phoenix. “Hello, my king.” I’m taken aback. Now It’s my turn to blush. She places her hand on my cheek and I look at her. “To answer your question. A phoenix’s heat is nothing like a dragon’s. We are worse, much worse. We will combust in to flames like a beacon to call you to us. It is known that any unmated that comes to us will be burnt. Only our mate can walk through the flames to claim us. When you do, there is a process before we mate, similar to your rutting, but we mate in both forms. Marked in both forms. Same as any other heat, we will not stop until I am carrying our hatchling. Make no mistake, it wi

Anyone could’ve said it was a coincidence, but his name was scribbled under the picture, along with ‘dark phoenix’. This was, without a doubt, the man she had been falling for. And with everything she just saw, Syanna only had one question. “What the hell is going on?” *** Cole hadn’t been able to fully grasp what he had seen. If this was really him, what was he? Was he not just a phoenix like he had always thought? He always knew he was powerful, but how could he have been a higher being and not know? Did Genevieve know? Of course the witch did.

Cosimo muttered. Romero nodded. “Phoenix wants you to leave New York now. We will contact you in a few days if everything goes as planned.” “Everything will go as planned,” Cosimo said, grinning widely. “Phoenix better start looking for a wife for my brother. We’re looking forward to meeting her.”

Chapter: 6 ***** "They call for me, mother." Phoenix obviously couldn't control the heat anymore. He craved to go down there and be with his mates. They could feel him but didn't know that he yearned for them as much. The fact that they have been going at it wasn't helping the heat. Normally, when he goes into heat, he gets his moon pills and it kills it just immediately but not yesterday and most definitely not today. He's found his mates. His body was burning up. He's craving their touches, kisses, and most definitely their cocks.

Gold swallows hard, focusing on his painting. He started this artwork more than two weeks ago. The lack of time hinders him from painting it perfectly, though as stated, at least it's done. "This is Phoenix in the Fire." He tells everybody, still looking at his work. The portrait is greatly inspired by the polaroid picture he took the first night he and Kolya slept together. The canvas size is 38"W x 75"H, it's big and he can't believe that he's showing this to the public.

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

The zipper slid down smoothly, revealing the evidence of his arousal that strained against the fabric of his boxers. As he freed his cock from its confinement, Astrid's eyes widened in awe, fixated on the tantalizing sight before her. Phoenix's massive member, slightly dark brown in hue, stood proudly, glistening with beads of pre-cum that adorned its pinkish engorged head. Phoenix's cock measured 8.7 inches (22.1 cm) in length and boasted a girth of 6.25 inches (15.88 cm), slightly larger than Dexter's. His shaft's distinct downward curve, at about a 14-degree angle, enhanced its visual appeal.

"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.

I smell citrus with vanilla, maybe her shampoo, and she smells good. “So, you come to this gym, huh?” she says, glancing at the building. When she arches her neck, my mind instantly activates dirty thoughts. I want to run my tongue to the length of her neck, bite her earlobe, suck her jaw, and graze my teeth all the way down to her collarbone. Shit! This is the result of being celibate for months. She looks at me, maybe she notices me eye-fucking her. I swallow and blink. “Yeah, two months ago.” I realize I don’t even introduce myself. “I’m Phoenix, by the way.” I extend my hand.

Camellia smiled. “Phoenix doesn’t need belief. It just needs keepers.” *** Back in the Swiss Alps, Sophie and Alexander broke ground on the Phoenix Retreat. It wasn’t luxurious. A-frame wooden walls. Solar panels. Rainwater tanks. Inside: a fireproof archive room, a reflection library, and four beds for those on civic sabbatical. Sophie painted the words “Rest doesn’t mean retreat” across the first wall. Alexander asked, “Still want to run the world?” Sophie laughed. “Only if it walks.”