Academy Genius Blinker Novel Novels & Stories

light was blinding, pulsing with the frequency of the "New Genre." "I don't want to hurt Dada," Kaelen whispered, his eyes solid violet. "Then you have to 'Delete the Reader', Genesis," a new voice boomed—the voice of the "First Alpha" returning from the grey static. The First Alpha appeared behind the Critic, his hand of "Biological Remorse" reaching for the man’s hoodie. "The 'True Real World' is not Chicago, children. It's the 'Silence' between the words. To get there... you have to 'Burn the Theater'."

"It is already done." He steps out into the corridor. The heavy door slams shut behind him, the vibration rattling the glass inkwell on my desk. I close my eyes. My chest feels hollow. The Blue-Claw Pack just crawled to its knees. We did it in front of the entire world, and we did it for a woman we used to kick out of our kitchen. Penelope POV "Read the third paragraph," Axton says, sliding the glass tablet across the polished marble island. I do not touch the screen. I lift my white porcelain mug and take a slow sip of black coffee. The bitter liquid burns my tongue, exactly how I like it.

With the same distinct design he created. “Son of a” He bounces his leg. “How did all this even happen?” Dark thoughts cloud his mind. He is at the verge of becoming what he is running away from. “I can’t believe that disgraceful Marcus could stoop to this level?” Alonso says. Leo stands up and poses at the wide window that reveals Bogota’s dead town center. “What are you going to do?” Alonso says. “Shut up and let me think .” The stabbing pain in his hand becomes intense.

Not even the teachers. The chief librarian, Reelik, who was also the vice-rector of the academy, took a liking to the boy. Nio was smart, fast and intuitive. Reelik despised most students at the academy. In his opinion, the students were just a bunch of spoiled rich children, and most importantly, they didn’t care about his books. The library with its books was his life. Nio took very good care of the books. Reelik taught him how to fix them, how to maintain them, and Nio was getting better at it. The two of them would stay up late into the night talking about books, magic, life, and when Nio got a little older, they would even share a bottle of Reelik's wine.

My quota of ten deaths per city was almost full. Being blind was hard - no one wished that for themselves, but I found it easier since I was an Alpha. My senses were ten times better than humans and so, I was a perfect blind man who could do almost everything. But I needed my eyes for one thing… "Hey, handsome." A lady snapped me out of my thoughts. I was sitting at my favorite spot in the club where I could feel the movement of the crowd better and the scent of different perfumes mingling with the smoke from the dancefloor.

she spat, her eyes narrowing. A shiver coursed down Blaze's spine in response to her words. He cast a nervous glance around the darkened room, his unease deepening with every passing moment. Disregarding Alessia's cautionary words, Blaze took another step forward. His hand extended tentatively, a gesture of friendship. But prior to making contact, a sudden gust of wind struck, propelling him off his feet and hurtling him through the air.

another gasped. Through the shimmering, icy fog, I looked across the arena. Standing near the entrance of the bleachers, Adrian had his hand flat against the stone wall. His fingers were glowing with a fierce, dying blue light. His chest was heaving as he slowly lowered his hand, his eyes locked onto mine. He had done it. He had used his own massive power from across the room, perfectly timing it to look like it came from me. He had covered for me, saving me from the Council's trap and the school's mockery.

It's even shining. Or is it my eyes? I close my eyes, opening it slowly, and yes, it's still sparkling as though it's brand new. Why can't things ever be normal in this academy? There's either white haired twins stalking you or an infuriating Alpha who's protective and yet mean to you. I do not recommend this academy. ‎ ‎"Please don't be cursed. Please don't be cursed," I silently pray as I reach for the parchment. ‎ ‎I touch it, looking around to see if anything odd will happen but everywhere is quiet.

The academy returned to normal. At least that was what everyone believed. By the next morning, Starlight Elite Academy was functioning flawlessly again. No glitches. No delays. No errors. Everything perfect. Too perfect. Students moved through the halls as if nothing had happened, their conversations already shifting to other things. “Guess they fixed it overnight.” “Of course they did. It’s Starlight.” “It wasn’t that serious anyway.” People always said that when they didn’t understand something. Ivy Morgan walked past them quietly.

She asked her warm breath fanning my bare chest. "More like alive." I responded. She shot her head up. "Were you dead before?" "I think so." I smirked. "I'm wet." She blinked at me. Oh my goodness. Who admits things just like that? Literally nobody, it was just my Marvelous, baby Chloe. "Can I help you?" "No." She blushed now. "It's daylight!" Oh God, she was just too cute and innocent. "We'll put on blinders." I suggested smiling broadly.