Novel & Cerita Acuity Academy

When Javier asked about it, David told him, “It’s a big company that wanted to acquire us by force previously, but I didn’t agree to it. I was decently acquainted with Mr. Garrison Sr. too, so they didn’t dare do anything. “But Mr. Garrison Sr. was sacked, and the company made a new move. They maintain a good relationship with the new guy and pick on us in both business and education…” Javier understood it. The Dennison academy was being targeted. Private education was doing well nowadays. It was not just the tuition fee, but plenty of profiting projects were also involved. It was inevitable that they were being targeted. It was just that it should not have been the Dennisons. The Dennisons

The school name was printed neatly at the top. It says, Hillcrest Academy for Behavioral Rehabilitation. He reached out and brushed his fingers over it, then pulled his hand back like it burned and chuckled.

The Academy was the safest place for her. The academy? Draven laughed. Isn’t that where all the rogue, unruly, goddess-forsaken girls go? But she had someone who watched over her. The academy, renowned for its strict training and protective environment, serves as a sanctuary for rogue girls, shielding them from the dangers that lurk in our world. It balanced discipline with safeguarding, essential for those who needed to learn. Now we need to focus on more important matters—the company. I need to bury myself in work to forget what just happened.

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

If Ace found something interesting, he would do anything for it. “If he’s only a doctor or a smartass like you, he shouldn’t possess such great physical skills.” Aaron frowned. “Ace is a gifted child, got it? He got straight A’s in all his subjects for moral, academics, physical education, aesthetics, and labour education. He mastered twelve languages. He’s proficient in psychology, surgery, and forensic medicine…” By the time Benjamin finished speaking, his voice trembled a little.

•Serena's POV• The Academy of Dark Arts. The Academy was made out of dark stone. Aged bricks bearing the weight of the massive structure. The long yards of plush white carpeting, overlaid by Tibetan rugs clashed with the newly designed crystal chandeliers. The Academy also had a prison where guilty witches and warlocks await their punishment. They were to serve us and make us more powerful and dominant over every other pack in the realm.

“And believe me, they’ll make sure you can still fight like hell while you’re at it.” I tried to act like I wasn’t shaken. Like it didn’t mean more to me than it should have. But deep down, something warm began to flicker in my chest. Maybe this was what belonging felt like. Two days later, we rode north, following the ancient trade road that led to the Academy of the Moon. The Academy was neutral territory—open to all packs willing to send their heirs to learn peace, strategy, and power without bloodshed. It sat nestled between the mountains, carved from silverstone and white granite, its towers spiraling toward the sky like fingers of the gods.

The school was to resume next week but as a boarder, you have to resume a week earlier. We walked into the big school gates as we walked into the reception. "Welcome to Frost Academy!!" A black woman in Afro and a black gown said as she shone her 32 teeth. "You must be Mrs Akeredolu!! I've been waiting for you , and you must be Deraline!!" She said as she gave my mom a chair as I stood near her . I didn't feel like sitting, I couldn't wait to get to my dorm and feel the warm comfy bed that my cousin Similoluwa talks about.

Ace cooed but his touch was aggressive when he yanked me down and spun me around. Sliding a hand over my spine, he had me leaning over the ledge with my eyes fixed on the busy street below. Everything looked tiny from up here. Every person down there was so oblivious of what was happening up here. Even if they looked up, the glare of the sun would obstruct their vision. Ace's long fingers cuffed the back of my neck to hold me in place while his other hand skimmed over the waistband of my tights, "Not going to take my time with you. This is going to be hard and fast baby."

I hunch over as he draws closer and he tilts his head to study me. "I won't hurt you. If anything I'll make you feel superb, wouldn't you agree?" No. He raises a brow. I quickly nod. "It is dark outside now." I whisper. "And?" "Our deal. If we are going to start over, and mend our relationship, we have to be honest." "A good start! Good girl. Now, what do you know about incubi?" "They can teleport. Feed on blood, energy, emotions. Have two forms. Can heal themselves. Apparently, there's a hierarchy or like a caste system. They can manipulate minds, and possess bodies." He grins menacingly and I panic. Did I mess up?