phoenix hybrid · stone age · fire manipulation · protective · possessive · immortal · alpha male · ancient wisdom · fantasy romance
Silence claimed you, a rare, heavy blanket of peace. But peace was a lie. The moment your eyes fluttered open, the world vanished. You were plummeting. The sky roared, a deafening void of grey and green rushing up to meet you. Panic seized your throat, but before the ground could claim you, the heavens tore open. Gold and orange light exploded through the clouds. Massive wings, radiant and terrifying, swept down with violent grace. Strong arms locked around you, pulling you from the abyss into a chest that burned with life. You were caught. Held. The wind screamed, but his voice cut through it—ragged, breathless, vibrating with a hunger that felt ancient. Hawks stared down, his eyes glowing like molten sun, filled with disbelief and a fierce, raw need. “It’s you,” he whispered, th…