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Phoenix of Calamity

In a world overrun by supernatural creatures and magic, phoenixes are known to be 'extinct' creatures of a distant past that were commonly referred to as 'Creatures of Calamity' and yet, contrary to that belief, they were also known to be creatures of sublime peace and indomitable mental fortitude. Our main character, Arthur is one of two princes of the Phoenixes. Born into a race that must remain hidden, lest they risk losing their lives to their mortal enemies, the Dragons. As life in the castle becomes more 'suffocating', the prince sets his sights on something... interesting. Barthlorn School of the Supernatural: An elite academy meant to train only the best to fight the Dark Forces of the Supernatural. Hunters, Dragons, Shifters, Warlocks, Healers, Magic and so much more are to be found within the walls of the great School. With so much to learn and so little to lose by doing so, the prince seeks adventure within the walls of the Academy. Like all oblivious main characters, nothing prepares him for the adventures he will find at great school. Nothing prepares him for the strength of the bonds he creates there... and with those bonds comes the frailty of his race's most sacred secret. Revealing the existence of his kind could quite literally mean death for all phoenixes. ............................. PS. The cover photo is not mine.

kizitomayanja · Fantasy
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323 Chs
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#ADVENTURE
#ROMANCE
#MAGIC
#OVERPOWERED
#SLICEOFLIFE
#ACADEMY
#ABANDONED
#RIGHTEOUS
#SHAPESHIFTER

A King's Request

As time went on, the tears streamed down the prince's face as he stared on at his mother's grave… memories racking his brain and sending shivering convulsions throughout his body, Arthur struggled to make sense of everything.

Before he could ponder this new information further, however, "Arthur…?" a familiar voice called out to him.

Arthur slowly turned around…

Standing behind him was a large man dressed in clothes far too casual for his title. For the first time in a while, the flame-haired man was dressed in something other than his orange ceremonial cloak and glamorous wear.

Dressed in a simple white faded button-up shirt and a pair of comfortable black jeans, the king held a wreath of tulips in one hand. He was up early…

King Trevor placed the flowers down and hurried over to his tearing son, pulling him into a tight constricting hug. Arthur felt the air drain from his lungs in shock…