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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
Not enough ratings
323 Chs
#ACTION
#ADVENTURE
#ROMANCE
#MAGIC
#OVERPOWERED
#SLICEOFLIFE
#ACADEMY
#ABANDONED
#RIGHTEOUS
#SHAPESHIFTER

What's her name!

The doors of the Throne room slammed shut, drowning the room in silence. Except for making a short comment on the prince, the blonde guardian had remained silent throughout the king's session with Prince Arthur, diligently watching their exchange.

Now that Arthur had left, a tense silence flooded the room of high-ranking phoenixes. They'd both seen Arthur's reaction towards a question of self.

While unclear, it warranted suspicion, "Do you need any more proof?" Brandon asked.

"I haven't been looking for proof, Guardian," the king growled at the blonde guardian… "Merely how much time we've lost by using the Kiln to restore him."

Brandon balled his fists and contained his frustrations.

...…..

Arthur slammed the doors of the Throne Room shut, panting lightly from the intense pressure of being in his father's intense presence. A thin layer of sweat glistened off his forehead as he tried to steady his breath.