The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix Novels & Stories

“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.”

And then, a slow, rising applause began. I stepped forward. Every footsteps echoed with a story, My past, my pain, and the promise of who I had become. Agalaya, High Flamekeeper and leader of the Fire Wolves, met me at the center. She was cloaked in flame-threaded robes, her hair braided with glowing embers. “Thalia of Greenwood,” she said, her voice like warm thunder, “tonight, you are no longer just a daughter of the past. You are reborn as Fiamma. One of us. Bearer of flame. Child of the Phoenix Heart.”

At the Luna coronation ceremony, Alpha Lucas announced that he had sensed two mates. One was me. The other was my twin sister, Mia. So he proposed that the entire pack vote to choose the future Luna. He cast the first vote for Mia. My mother voted right after him. Also for Mia. When the votes were tallied, I had zero. But Lucas pulled me aside. "Nora, my darling, you're still my fated mate. "It's just that Mia's wolf is too weak. She needs the Luna title more than you do. "Don't make a scene tonight. Once Mia's stable, you'll still be my only bonded mate." I smiled coldly and shut down the mate bond. He and his pack weren't worth staying for anymore.

Shannon POV I could feel my anger rising, my heart beating hard, my feet trembling, my head flaming and I gnashed my teeth. I could feel my anger rising so badly that I had to clutch my hands to control my rising anger. "I am the one that is worth this position, not her and I can't allow her to have it." I growled in my head. My twin sister, Sharon, was about to be crowned the ambassador of the Blue Moon pack. I had always craved this position but she just came from nowhere and snatched it away from me just like that.

"Hoo... Is that so? No wonder the Phoenix clan never wants to cause trouble with you. It's because you're stronger, isn't it?" "Stronger? No! It's because we're one family. And the Firebird you mentioned also shares the same traits as us." Blue Firebird calmly explained that it's very rare for a Firebird to evolve into a Phoenix or someone like him. Because Firebirds, Phoenixes, and he all share the same bloodline. They're like siblings born from the same mother, with only minor differences between them.

“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.

Their plan had done it's work. Sephora had spent hours with Ambrose those past few days before the assembly. The minister's words had given Ambrose a brilliant idea of how they would prove she was the Pheonix. The Pheonix was a creature of fire, a magnificent bird that flew over the heads of their foes and reduced them to ashes and simmering embers. Sephora had to become that creature, that force of nature. And so, together in the fighting pit, they had spent hours trying to create wings of fire and vast explosions of flame.

she was kind of lost in all of this, having a feeling of not belonging to this supernatural circle. Unconsciously, Sarah reached for Luke’s hand. He was standing beside her, and the contact of their skins gave her the strength and clarity of mind she needed. “Again, see this?” Celia pointed to the upper right corner of the plate to a symbol that no one recognized but her. “It’s actually something you can address as the title of the prophecy.” She giggled at her own joke. “It says: ‘Rise of the fire,’ and as we now know, fire here equals phoenix.” Even the simple pronouncing the word ‘phoenix’ made Celia spiral and not in a bad way. “Further down the symbols engraved, we can see a mention of

The little water and air dragons fall first, followed quickly by the little earth dragon. The cage has just started to crack when I feel Raina begin to fade. “Phoenix!” she calls out to me, her earlier anger now turned to fear. I land, still blowing my fire at the area where the cracks have formed. ‘We have to protect them, Phoenix,’ Emmi says to me. “Get underneath me,” I tell Raina. “Help your siblings. I’ll keep you safe.” She uses the last of her strength to push her siblings under me before collapsing beside them.

BOOOOOMMM. Even before the Phoenix princess thought they might not fight, a series of lightning attacks that she couldn't see but could only hear with her ears had already occurred. She saw clearly that both her father and her aunt had really started fighting with a strong intention to kill each other. Her aunt fought with her short sword and her father with a weapon like Phoenix claws, each pitting their speed and attacks against each other. Although neither seemed to have the upper hand, their movements showed that there were no gaps in their attacks or defenses. The Phoenix chieftain's continuous attacks and increasing strength annoyed her older sister. She couldn't find a way to kill her