Little Phoenix Romane & Geschichten

“Disappointed too. No meat or trophies to bring back.” “Mmm, yes,” Prince Nicholas agreed as he took a step towards me. “You’re one of Damien’s nurses aren’t you?” “I…” “She’s the only one,” Princess Helena reminded him. “Ah yes, the special lone wolf you’ve told me about,” Prince Julian replied. “Fascinating.” “I always found it odd for him to have only have one servant,” Prince Nicholas said, cocking his head as his eyes looked me over. “What is so special about you?”

Every ripple was capturing a reflection, street lamps, passing cars on the bridges. Behind them, the Eiffel Tower was almost touching the sky, its golden lights making it look like a huge torch watching over Paris. At the top of every hour, it burst into sparkles, a surge of diamonds against the deep blue night. The glitter scattered over the river, turning the surface into a dancing mirror of the black water. Every scene felt like a lofi dream. For a few seconds, she was just convincing herself that it's not a dream, it's real. She glanced back at Ethan, who had his eyes on her the whole time. She smiled brighter while looking at him.

“And what doesn’t.” A knock sounded at the door, soft but deliberate. They both stiffened. Before either of them could answer, the door opened a crack. Phoenix stepped inside without waiting for permission. She looked different here, stripped of spectacle. No glowing eyes. No distortion in the air. Just a woman who looked like Elara, but carried herself like she’d already survived the worst thing imaginable. “I felt the shift,” Phoenix said. Her voice was calm, but her eyes flicked briefly to Damien before returning to Elara. “He tried to tighten the leash.”

(Five years later) Lyra’s POV I leaned against the dark tinted window of my limousine as it drove past the City. My reflection stared back at me, my face covered with a Phoenix shaped mask that only allowed my eyes and mouth to be seen, it was my Trademark. The world now knew me as The Phoenix, the name wasn't just branding. It was my story. I had risen from destruction, rebuilt by hands that should never have held me together, and now the very fire that consumed me was now my fuel and weapon.

And there was only one person who would come without question. He pulled out his phone and called Damien. The Lord had given his private contact, just in case Liz would change her mind and want to go back to him. Phoenix knew Damien was waiting. Very patient. The line picked up instantly, as he had expected. “ Little prince ” Damien's voice was cold, as it always was with anyone else that wasn't his beloved human . “What happened?” Phoenix forced the words out. “Liz. She was attacked.” the prince could only imagine the dangerous look on the Vampire's face.

The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but black lace and the phoenix tattoo on her wrist that marked her rebirth. Rafael's intake of breath was audible. "Jesus, Natalie. You're..." "What?" "Perfect." He traced the tattoo with one finger, his touch feather-light. "This is beautiful. What does it mean?" The question hit her like a physical blow. The phoenix was everything—her death, her rebirth, her transformation from victim to avenger. It was the symbol of rising from ashes, of becoming something stronger and more dangerous than what came before. But she couldn't tell him that. So she gave him a version of the truth instead.

Now when we are close to building the future I've always seen in my visions, with Phoenix at my side as my Luna, everything can't slip away. I glance at Phoenix, her determined expression matching mine. Her hand brushed mine briefly, the connection between us solidifying our bond. Once upon a time, Phoenix must have felt lost, unsure of where she belonged, but now she is by my side, unwavering. The sight of her, unyielding, brings me a measure of peace.

And there was only one person who would come without question. He pulled out his phone and called Damien. The Lord had given his private contact, just in case Liz would change her mind and want to go back to him. Phoenix knew Damien was waiting. Very patient. The line picked up instantly, as he had expected. “ Little prince ” Damien's voice was cold, as it always was with anyone else that wasn't his beloved human . “What happened?” Phoenix forced the words out. “Liz. She was attacked.” the prince could only imagine the dangerous look on the Vampire's face.

"Well, a normal day, could you contact Liam, and tell I am free now if he wants to see me." "Right away ma'am." After 4 years of living on my own I am quite successful. My company skyrocketed and is now among the top 5 companies in the world. After living in Norwood for a year, I started looking for the other surviving Phoenix. It was hard but I found them. They were barely alive so I took them in and treated them, after 6 months they asked me to be their clan leader, because like a pack Phoenix are strong together even if they don't go berserk after leaving the clan they still need one.