X-men: Dark Phoenix Novels & Stories

I also wanted to make sure that they could also participate, so it was up to the coordinators to make it happen. I had begun reading journals that were left behind by the previous Phoenix wolf. Darkness was drawn to us because we were a threat to the darkness. It’d do everything in its power to eradicate us. However, our particular type of wolf is fairly indestructible when facing everyday means. That didn’t mean that we couldn’t be harmed or killed. No, it just requires something as equally as powerful as us to be used. Certain kinds of magic could negate our fire, but that was very potent black magic – the kind that was extremely difficult to get unless you know so very dangerous beings.

It was part of his very core, part of the very feralness and primal nature that drove him. The scales fell from her eyes. Xavier Michaelson wasn’t a good man with a ruthless streak. He was a ruthless predator who wore the man like a suit. And that made a shiver go down her spine.

he says, diplomatically. “I’m just trying to save your hide, Kendrick. You already had one dragon try to skin you alive. You’d be smart not to make it two," she snaps. “You should wait for your mate, Alpha Wolf,” Phoenix says to him. His head jerks to us. “What mate?” he asks and I can feel the underlying excitement in his tone. Phoenix smiles. “You will be a dragon rider. But you would be wise not to choose the wrong dragon to claim.” He looks at me, assessingly. “I’m twenty-four. I’m getting old to have not found my mate yet. You’re saying my mate is a dragon?”

Xienma's eyes blazed with a fierce, unyielding light, her power a living, breathing entity that bound the wolves and challenged Drax's dark legacy. Drax's smirk faded, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief. He had underestimated Xienma, and now he was paying the price. His shadow wolves, once a formidable force, were now mere shadows, flickering and fading in the face of Xienma's power. Xienma's heart raced, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. She knew that this was just the beginning, that the true battle was yet to come. But for now, she stood her ground, her power intertwined with Cassie's and Xavier's, a united front against the darkness that sought to consume them.

It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body. No mere witch was capable of such a feat. One would have to trade his soul to the darkness to be able to perform such an act. And whosoever was at the dark side, was an enemy to the light, and the living. But this monster stood tall before me, eyes black like the abyss it had been awakened from. “All these for a maid?” I knew a fight stood before me, unbound by the shackles of death. I, on the other hand, had no time to waste. Strigurd was prepared for a bloodbath.

She grabbed a throw blanket and tossed it over both of us. “Movie,” she declared. “Something ridiculous. No romance, no rich people, no betrayal. Just vibes.” “I don’t think that exists,” I murmured. “It does tonight,” she said firmly. From across the room, I could feel Xavier’s presence — still, watchful. Not interrupting and not leaving either. Just… there. “I’ll make something,” he said after a moment, his voice quieter now. Ava waved a hand without looking at him. “As long as it involves snacks, you’re useful.”

She exclaimed with excitement as I gave her a toothy grin. Gesturing toward the individuals on the ground I shook my head and told her that I didn't want anyone worshipping me. “The Moon Goddess is our deity,” I asserted firmly and the woman smiled widely before clapping her hands and telling everyone to back off. Wisdom then quickly poked my skin with a pin and tasted my blood while I said, “Ouch.” I eyed her incredulously when she glanced back at me with a confused scowl. “You have Phoenix blood and yet are also the Sacred Shewolf. This is very confusing since you are both unique creatures combined into one,” she said breathlessly before she lowered herself in front of me.

“Eli speaks for both of us now. Anyone who has a problem with that can speak up. Or leave.” Madame Chen was the first to nod. “The boy has teeth. I respect that. I’m in.” The Alvarez brothers followed. “We stand with you. Both of you.” The other bosses slowly agreed, one by one. Don Moretti stood alone, pale and sweating. He looked at Eli with pure hatred, but there was fear in his eyes now. “You’ll regret this,” Moretti hissed. “All of you.” Eli met his gaze without flinching. “I already lived through regret. I survived my brother. I survived the dark. I survived worse than you. Try me.”

"Get out of my chair." "Maya, let's be reasonable...." Xavier started, his voice dropping to a low, manipulative hum. "I am done being reasonable," Maya interrupted. She grabbed the silver fountain pen from his hand and snapped it in half with a sickening crack. The black ink splattered across Xavier’s white shirt, looking like a fresh wound. "You wanted a dance with the Phoenix, Xavier. But you forgot one thing: a Phoenix is born in the fire. I’m not the 'Invisible Mrs. Blackwood' you can manipulate. And I’m certainly not the 'fragile' woman your sister can scare."

The same thing I've seen in myself a thousand times. "I'm not afraid." "You are. I can feel it." "You can't feel anything." "I can feel everything. That's what makes me human. That's what makes me stronger than you." "You're not stronger." "I am." "You're nothing." "I'm the Phoenix." --- I push. The light explodes out of me again. It tears through the darkness. It rips through the void. It slams into the Devourer with everything I have. The Devourer screams.