X-men: Dark Phoenix Novels & Stories

’ He smirked at her and her eyes flashed with anger, ‘Who are you and why are you on our land?’ She snarled at him her beautiful golden fur stood on end bristling with her anger, something was very wrong here Cerridwen warned her. ‘I am Phoenix, of the Midnight Pack and I am here for you Golden Wolf’ She felt it then, the Darkness that was seeping from him and she felt herself weakening as it poured into her, she could hear her Patrollers coughing and choking as it began to overpower them,

“Love? Calla, do you even know who he is? He’s a drug addict. A psychopath. He’s dangerous.” Her pulse quickened, but she swallowed hard, ignoring the doubt clawing at her. “Someone’s lied to you,” she said, her voice tight. “Drake’s not like that. He’s a good man.” Xavier scoffed, his anger simmering. “You don’t know him. He’s manipulating you.” “Stop it, Xavier!” Her voice broke, but she pressed on, her hands crossing defensively. “He’s not like that. And I’m not a child anymore. I’m not going to let you control my life.”

I say, knocking another enforcer away. Phoenix doesn’t move, her wolf freezes in place. She shifts, her form shrinking back into her human form, and golden light flickers around her. “I know you,” she says, her voice trembling. The enforcer shifts too, revealing a tall man with dark eyes and a scar across his jaw. He stands straighter, his expression unreadable. “Yes,” he replies, his voice low but steady. I growl, stepping between them. “Who is this?”

The empty space that promised peace. I stepped closer to the edge of the roof, my heart pounding in my ears. One more step, and it would all be over. No more pain, no more humiliation, no more being the madwoman’s daughter. I just had to close my eyes for a second and I will hug the peace I badly craved. “That’s a pretty stupid way to go.” The voice startled me, and I spun around. Standing a few feet away was a man, leaning casually against the wall with a cigarette in his hand. His dark hair was slightly disheveled, and his piercing eyes seemed to see right through me. I recognized him instantly.

Dark energy pulsing. "You want to see real power?" His voice was gravel. He raised his hands. The symbols carved into walls glowed red. Pulsing with his heartbeat. Dark magic. The same corruption that let him control gifted wolves. The energy hit me like a wall. Not physical. Mental. Crushing down on my gift. "Feel it." Draven's voice was satisfaction. "Your little empathic gift is nothing." The pressure increased. My gift started to crack. Through the bond Kael screamed. Feeling my mind shatter. Unable to help.

Saphira and Amethyst were reportedly beaten and assaulted by Felix, who was the Alpha of the Shadow Knight Pack. They were blooded, bruised, and had broken bones. Both Saphira and Amethyst were starting to lose hope that Xavier and Hunter weren’t coming for them. That they were going to have to become mates with Felix and his wolf, Timber. Felix had already marked Saphira the last time he forced himself onto her. She was also coming into heat—the time where Saphira’s body wanted to get pregnant.

Vincent murmured, handing me a glass of champagne. Don Salvador had secrets. And keeping us in the dark made it all the more suspicious. “As we all know, the Blackwoods are next in line. If that happens, we reclaim what was taken from us in the streets!” one man declared. It was clear now: this wasn’t just revenge—it was about power, influence, and control. The meeting dragged on until the Don declared me his successor. That moment confirmed it—I was in over my head. Then, my phone buzzed. Marlene.