Academy Adventures Novels & Stories

Before I could start to cry, Gabe ran out, all legs and arms and thick curly hair, and helped me up. "You'll be okay," he'd said, brushing off my knees. "Shake it off." "The academy is a place for them to learn about the supernatural, train, and gain strength. They've been learning - though they didn't know it at first - how to help, hunt, and kill supernatural creatures of all kinds in case any of them came after my boys or, more specifically, you." I lifted my glass to take a drink and stiffened. "Why would anything else be after me?"

“Avery needs… specialized instruction. And I believe I’m the only one qualified to provide it.” He didn't wait for a reply. He simply turned, pulling me with him, away from Mark, away from the lingering students, away from the public eye. Mark stood there, mouth agape, as Draco led me out of the lecture hall. I didn't resist. I couldn't. My body was already anticipating. My pussy was a hot, aching cavern, ready for his thorough instruction. As we walked down the quiet corridor, his grip on my arm never wavering, he leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. “Playing a dangerous game, little bird?” he murmured, his voice a low, warning growl.

He wants to ship me off to this bloody academy so he would continue being Alpha while I'm learning what exactly? This felt like exile disguised as honor. A way to get me out of his hair while he consolidated power. The thought made my blood boil. Bullshit, just bullshit. My eyes hardened with anger. Then I heard Riven continue, "The following names are chosen to come study at the Academy." He started listing names from each pack starting from Firstfell and I saw him call Tyrion's buddy from earlier and then finally he got to Grimwell. "Caden Gallen, Kaiya Wilson, Gretchen Everton

A howl rose, distant and mournful. Ashwyck Academy didn’t feel like a school. It felt like a test. And monsters or not... I wasn’t planning on failing.

I could see him watching me through the corners of my eyes. "It's an academy for medicine," Adams said, and my eyes twitched. "Arcana Hills," he continued, and my eyes widened. Arcana Hills was no ordinary academy; it was a place for special children, especially genius kids. I was at the top of my class, but why Arcana? I wasn't in any way special to be granted an admission there. "Your mum told me how you wanted to be a doctor, your grades are good, and I read your end-of-year essay, and I know you want to go to college," he said, answering my questions before I asked them.

"I'm fine. I just don't want to be alone here." I believe the last part. It's the first part I'm not sure about. "She comes," I say to Draven. He doesn't argue. We move through the corridor in a strange formation — Draven ahead, Marcus appearing from nowhere to fall in beside him, Maya next to me, Elena just behind. The academy at night is a different building than the academy in daylight. The stone breathes differently. The lights in the hallway are lower, and the shadows they leave are the kind that could contain anything.

“That’s really kind of you all, but I should probably find my way—” “You’re lost aren’t you?” Dylan interrupts, smiling. I blink. “What? How did you—?” “Doesn't matter. You’re definitely lost and I can help you. The academy is a maze your first week and newbies get lost frequently. Think of it as practically a rite of passage.” “Oh.” “Where are you trying to go?” Adam asks, stepping closer. Not invasively close, but close enough that I catch his scent: pine and something crisp, like winter air.

The moment I stepped outside, I couldn’t catch my breath. Lunaris Academy. The stories alone were enough to make grown men shiver. And I already knew some… every boy in the region did. They said the Academy trained only the most ruthless. The instructors beat you until bone met ground. The wolves there didn’t fight for sport; they fought like they wanted to tear each other apart. The final trials were rumored to kill at least one student every year. And my father… wanted to send me there. I kept walking. I didn’t even know where I was going. My feet just carried me to the quiet part of the pack grounds, near the training meadow where I usually met with my two closest friends… Talia and Rhea.

The academy had always believed itself untouchable. Neutral ground. Sacred ground. A bridge between realms. Its towers pierced the sky in elegant spires of white stone and silver glass. Defensive wards shimmering faintly across its perimeter, ancient enchantments designed to repel invasions. They had always been prepared for riots, or so they thought. For rogue factions. For political pressure. They had not prepared for Aldric. The academy’s full title was known formally as the Academy of Concordance Between Realms a name so long it was rarely spoken outside treaties. It had an history of raising most promising Weres and lycans

Easy peasy. In this despicable, risky game of emotions and wit, who will come out on top? And can Adrianna trust her heart to withstand Archer's charm long enough for her to achieve her plan? -------------- 1 - Adrianna. This is our last year at the academy. It's hard to believe that in less than ten months I'll be saying goodbye to the place that has been my home since I was ten years old. The grand hall is full of returning students and staff, gathering at the front of the hall, but there's no sign yet of Azira or Natalya.