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#SLICEOFLIFE
#ACADEMY
#ABANDONED
#RIGHTEOUS
#SHAPESHIFTER

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 · แฟนตาซี
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323 Chs
#ACTION
#ADVENTURE
#ROMANCE
#MAGIC
#OVERPOWERED
#SLICEOFLIFE
#ACADEMY
#ABANDONED
#RIGHTEOUS
#SHAPESHIFTER

A Cry For Help

"I know this is an odd question considering the race of shifter you are, but would you happen to know someone called Crystal Fang?" Arthur tried.

"Ah, so you've met a member of the Vanishing Fang," the man exclaimed, "I've met that rascal… Met her a long time when she was still but a pup. She's a good girl. And you're right… I'm not a shifter from that clan," the man sighed, then said in a stern tone, "Find those Solaris Wyrms… then we can talk."

Arthur set his jaw and drew a sharp breath, 'Not the reaction I was expecting.'

He sighed, then started looking around for clues. The first room in the cottage was neat and simple enough, holding only a few sets of crudely crafted furniture, well-decorated with embroidered tablecloths and cushions.

The lingering smell of cinnamon told the story of a sweet breakfast… 'Grumpy has a sweet tooth,' Arthur mentally joked for a bit.