Novel & Cerita The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix

Silver whispered, watching Zion’s face for a reaction. "As if she would let us stay. She has already planned our eviction. Goddess knows what she will do once the baby arrives," Zion didn’t want to rely on any hopes, but that didn’t mean he would leave Phoenix’s babies behind with such a crazy Luna Queen. "I wish Phoenix was alive. Trust me, she would have knocked the world from under Layla’s feet. The Phoenix you met was the one dying and afraid of her babies. The Phoenix I knew was fireless and strong," Zion smiled when remembering his sister, who wouldn’t accept any injustice.

—said our father angrily, "This should never have happened. —Of course it shouldn't have happened, just as they would use black magic to bring a vampire back into this world. That's beyond forbidden and those wretches put a dead woman in my partner's body. —Well, at least you consider her part of our family, so your father won't have to go to the council for someone who isn't important. —Mom was worse than Dad was angry. —What do they know about the other girl? —A Phoenix. —According to human mythology, the Phoenix is born from a pure soul that was corrupted, but is mortal to its bearer.

They shielded their faces, hissing, their pale skin reflecting the light like mirrors. One—braver or more foolish than the rest—made the mistake of testing the barrier. The scream that tore from his throat was something beyond agony. His flesh didn't burn—it incinerated, blackening and curling away from bone in seconds. The Phoenix fire didn't consume him like ordinary flame; it rejected him, repelled him with violent force. He recoiled, clutching what remained of his hand, the stump cauterized and smoking. His screams echoed across the courtyard, a warning written in blood and ash.

A massive phoenix burst into flames, breaking through the roof with a powerful, elongated cry. The overwhelming pressure forced everyone to kneel again, unable to lift their heads. I turned to Ignis and asked, "What is happening?" Ignis, with a smile, replied, "Lucian might be a descendant of the ancient phoenix lineage from the great battle. His phoenix presence had been suppressed previously by an unknown force, but with a bit of divine power, his original form got awakened."

“I was angry. Really angry. You should not have been in the woods late at night, much less in the woods to fool around with a boy. I wanted to go with Stephanie to rescue you… and to teach you a lesson… but Stephanie insisted that she go by herself. She said you would be embarrassed if anyone else knew what you had been up to. So I let her go. An hour later, I got a mind-link from the pack warriors saying that you had been seen running out of the woods screaming for help. We all rushed to the woods, and we found….” I pause, feeling myself get choked up by the memory. “…we found what was left of Stephanie. It was awful. Her clothes… her hair… her blood… I have never seen anything like

But in his desperation, he forgot that anyone who dared raise a hand against me would suffer the wrath of heaven. Thunder fell like divine judgment. This time, the Heavens showed no mercy. Father's soul was torn to ash before our eyes. Seraphine had no time to grieve. The power she'd relied on for so long was gone. And the demon beasts were circling. I stood as my body slowly healed. Seraphine's voice trembled. "Althea, you… you can't do this to me. I'm the Phoenix Court's Crown Princess. I'm your sister. You can't abandon me for those worthless peasants—ahhh!"

"How could you murder your own brother? I know you two were not on good terms, but I never expected you to be this heartless." Phoenix met his father's fiery gaze with a calm expression. "Father, it was Cade who tried to end my life," he stated, his voice steady despite the pain and exhaustion. "He poisoned me with toxikon and ambushed me. I only survived because the kings of the vampire and werewolf kingdoms intervened. He even had snipers ready to take me out if his initial plan failed."

That night, I sat on the bed, fondling Phoenix’s fur. The creature has a special aura around it. From its black gleaming eyes to its innocent look, everything was simply special about it. “Phoenix?” I called. “Do you know why I named you Phoenix?” I asked and it made a meow sound. I bet it didn’t know. “I will tell you. I named you Phoenix because if by chance you ever leave me, you will come back for me. Phoenixes don’t die once, they will always be back,” I said sadly. Phoenix was listening to my emotional expression. It simply kept its gaze on me, looking maybe sad or concerned. I sighed. “You know, Phoenix, my sister left me. She never came to my rescue like she used to. With each passin

“J‍esus⁠ Christ! What the fuck is this?” Tears, panic and ch‍aos. It was beautifu and poetic, almost watching her fracture, watching h‌er mind splinter in every d⁠irecti‌on‌ at once. Finally after mon‍ths of p‌l‌anni‌ng and waiting the Falco⁠nes were going to feel this also. I‍ strai⁠ghtened, victory th‍ick on‍ my tongue. The only way to‌ get rid of t‍he we⁠ig⁠ht‌ on my chest of the f‌ather and broth‌er taken fr⁠om me was by blood and her blood. Damon glanced a‌t me, eye⁠s lit. “Ga⁠me on, brother.”

She’s just like Phoenix. “If your brother’s men didn’t leak the news, we’d remain in the dark,” the queen said while feeding her husband a strawberry., “Peter knew too but he didn’t say,” Beatrix revealed, pointing at her older brother. “Why drag me into this?” Peter asked with a pissed face. His few encounters with Phoenix’s mate weren’t that good except for the part when they all performed a special song together in the woods at that time. “Haven’t you heard that it’s bad to perish alone?” his sister questioned him back with an impish look.