Okay. So that happened.
Let me just start off by saying that when I started Phoenix, I had no intention or idea that it would turn out like this. It was just a spur of the moment thing that I wrote because I was in my Stefan feels and the thought of Malia and Stefan was just perfection in my eyes. And since I had always wanted to write a Malia fic, I thought - hey, why not indulge myself and make him an oc? Phoenix Rosary was born without the intent of becoming a full fledge book. He was only meant to be a one shot love story that never got posted, and then he became this idea that I only planned on doing for like a ten parts, but ten parts wasn't enough. He deserved so much more than that, both of them did, and even though these last couple of chapters had me struggling (like you would't believe, I hated everything I wrote), here we are, forty-five chapters and epilogue later, something of a mix between a love story, a family tragedy, and a political agenda. And for some unknown reason that only God himself knows, over thirty thousand reads (THRITY FREAKING THOUSAND I'M STILL LOSING MY SHIT!!!) have been invested into that. I don't know why, and I don't think I ever will - but thank you! thank you thank you THANK YOU! It'll never be enough, but know that this means the world to me, and I'm so happy people have loved Phoenix and Malia.
I will miss this story, and while I hope you will too, more awaits. Perhaps not for Malia and Phoenix, but for me and my mind as I attempt to make the other characters and their stories that won't let me go a reality. If you're curious, my page is always there for the reading :)
Once again, thank you, thank you, thank you! For loving Phoenix as much as I have, and for supporting his and Malia's story. You have my whole heart.
If we ever meet again,
A x
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Phoenix || Malia Tate
FanfictionShe struggles with the human life, but it is not Stiles she confides in. It is a boy named Phoenix, who's eyes remind her a little too much of home.
