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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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Darius's Greatest Magic

Arthur waited… and waited… and waited.

Tapping his foot impatiently as his friend rummaged through his belongings in search of the ancient tome. His gaze lazily flew from one random thing to another.

A scattering of books at the reading table… The dull cobblestone where a window should have been. Arthur was now convinced the window would appear at the Warlock's command but dared not ask how.

With a heavy sigh, his eyes glazed over the tiles, analysing the intricate designs carved into the dull brown floor tiles, until they froze at his feet. As his foot tapped over the marble floor, he thought he imagined tiny cracks form from the force of his gentle tap.

Incidentally, this small and insignificant phenomenon seamed to dull the noise of his monotonous tapping.