Acuity Academy Mga Nobela at Kwento

she says the words felt like they are meant to Justin, he growled, at me, and I tried to ignore him, he better stay away from me. She kept on talking, shifting to submissives, and dominant again, going over the main academies, it's Dom&Little Academy, and the Submissive Academy, the most two famous ones in our district. When she was done, we were finally allowed to leave, her eyes kept on following me, she even licked her lips looking at me, I wasn't a meal, I made sure to walk quickly to get away from her.

Kung pumasok rin kaya ako sa Academy na ‘yan, tatanggapin rin ba ako ng ibang tao? Hindi kaya ako aayawan tulad ng sinabi ni mama? Would I also be one of the acknowledged heroes? It’s not impossible, right? Since the academy’s purpose is to teach the students the proper way to use their ability, baka ako rin matulungan nila. Tapos may opportunity pa na walang tuition fee basta ipasa ang entrance exam. Maybe I can try to persuade mama na payagan ko. It’ll be a great help for me.

“Survive senior year, graduate, get the hell out.” That was the plan. Nothing else. *** The courtyard was huge, paved with gray stone that seemed to hum faintly under my shoes. Students moved across it in small clusters, dressed in the Academy’s uniform—black coats, silver trim, pale shirts buttoned all the way to the throat. They didn’t look at me. Not directly. Their eyes slid over me the way people look at an accident on the highway: curious, but pretending not to stare. “Transfer?” a voice snapped.

*** CONTINUATION *** @Academy of Elites "This is the most well-known and prestigious school here in Manila, Miss Agape. Some of the students here are actors and actresses. And some are sons and daughters of a well-known (or) wealthy families. The securities here are tough and tight so it's safe. On a scale of one to ten, I'll give a ten." Manong Tinyong introduced. Agape was busy looking at the surroundings. She was a late enrollee. She could notice the student's stares at her. Some are raising their eyebrows towards her as they scan her, buzzes of whispers and criticism. She felt ashamed but she shoved it aside and followed the directions that Manong Tinyong says.

She looked exactly like what everyone believed her to be the perfect daughter of the Alpha and Luna, the future pride of our pack. She belonged here, I was only here because of her “If we miss registration because of you, don’t expect me to forgive you,” she said without looking back. “I’m coming,” I replied quietly. She sighed in annoyance. “You always say that.” I lowered my eyes and followed, that was something I was good at, following. The moment I stepped into Alpha Academy, I understood why every young wolf dreamed of coming here. The academy was breathtaking. Ancient stone buildings surrounded the enormous courtyard, their walls covered with vines that had grown for hundreds of years.

“OK, so. What’s the plan for dealing with Shay Alcott?” “That’s the sister’s name? Shay?” "Yeah. She’s a goddamn teacher, if you can believe it, man.” Ace finished his coffee, set down the cup. “Teaches at some swanky all-girls private school up north.” “She have anything to do with her brother’s MC?” “Doesn’t look like it,” Ace said. “She’s up there on her own. No husband, no kids, no ties to the Highway Hellions at all. She rarely goes back to Utah, but when she does, she stays in a hotel.”

Their regret was immeasurable. “We will be providing everyone with a scoreboard to track your score in this Tournament. If your performance becomes satisfactory, we will choose you to enroll into the Academy. Take note however, we will not choose many, but if you were to excel and make it out on top, you would immediately become an Academy initiate!” he continued.

What exactly did Xavier take me for, that he did not think to tell me anything? Glenn and I took our seats next to each other, and the Academy's owner addressed us. "As you know, This esteemed academy is for brides about to be wed to Alpha Kings. You are here to learn and be trained on mannerisms and eriquettes of royalty. And also there are courses that will teach you the responsibilities of a Luna, which you are all going to be." She said, smiling warmly and looking around at the spacious luxurious room, but her eyes told me that she was the type of woman to not be played with. Her smile could disappear in a split second and expose a cold person altogether.

Aria’s POV In the zip code of Oakwood Estates, the "Bright Beginnings" Academy wasn't just a preschool; it was the Ivy League for toddlers. Getting into their "Seedling" program was widely considered the only way to guarantee a spot in the private elementary schools that fed into the preparatory academies that, eventually, spat out CEOs and world leaders. The admissions process was more rigorous than most corporate mergers. It required a developmental assessment, a parental interview, and—the most brutal hurdle—a "Social Compatibility Audit."

"Just once. Show the new kids that alphas have feelings too." "Alphas have one feeling. Dominance." Marcus laughs like I'm joking. I'm not joking. I've spent the last seven years making sure everyone at Blood Moon Academy understands exactly what I am and exactly what happens if they challenge me. Smiling would undermine all of that work. The gates swing open and the first batch of arrivals start filtering through. New students are always the same type. Nervous humans with one supernatural parent, looking for answers. Vampires who move like they're calculating the distance to every exit. Younger shifters who still think being at an elite academy means they're special.