Acuity Academy Novels & Stories

“So, it’s like some kind of generational cult?” “Not at all,” Blakeney laughed it off. “The Academy has been around since before the Revolutionary War. But we only accept certain kinds of students. From certain . . . backgrounds.” Mother and son both blinked blankly at him. “Does your mother know about your special ability, Christian?” Blakeney forged on seriously.

Maya sighed, resting her forehead on the steering wheel when she realized they still had ten minutes before the exam. As they got out of the car, Maya was struck by the grand façade of the Academy of Academic Talents, one of the most prestigious and luxurious institutions in the city. The building was modern and elegant, surrounded by meticulously maintained gardens and sculptures that looked like marble masterpieces. The windows reflected the clear sky, and the academy’s golden emblem gleamed above the main entrance like a crown. The parking lot looked like a luxury car showcase: only shiny, high-end vehicles, uniformed chauffeurs, and impeccably dressed families. Women with designer bags a

Second, you have to be in contact with someone from the inside higher authority circle of the academy. And third, you have to be one mad genius or some freaking promising next in future ‘Einstein’ level scholar. And I am none of the above, I got in there with my 4.5 GPA academic background and national level athletic track record. Yes, I love to play and read. Not only the academic program, like their tagline ‘Aim For Excellence’ the institution itself has top-notch benchmarking performance. Archibald Academy has set a record of 100℅ admissions into ivy league institutions for its scholar students program in which I was more than interested to enrol in.

Somehow… Those four words seemed to say everything I hadn’t known how to put into sentences. I looked at both of them. “So…” I clapped my hands together once. “What are we waiting for?” They both looked at me. “If your father mentioned someone who might know something…” I stood up. “Then let’s go find him.” The academy library was quieter than usual. Tall shelves stretched toward the vaulted ceiling, filled with thousands of books that smelled faintly of leather and old papers. We made our way toward the front desk. An older woman looked up from the ledger she was organizing. Round spectacles rested low on her nose. She smiled politely. “Good morning.”

R.I.S.E Academy, Rise in Sakiyurai Estate... This Academy conserves people who receive the education sponsored by the Sakiyurai's. In another word, It's a total debiting school. Those who won't join a gang to pursue their careers will need to pay their debts while others need to serve their gangs to death. Either one or two. Choose! Mostly, whoever can't pay their debts will force themselves to join a gang. And her brother, Kai also happens to be one of them...

I swallowed hard and dragged my gaze away from the open training field ahead. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t rebuilt. I wasn’t anything yet. “I’m fine,” I whispered, though my heart was slamming against my ribs. “Let’s just… go to check-in.” Naomi nodded and guided me toward the courtyard. Naomi nudged me gently. “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a school before.” “I haven’t,” I admitted, voice small. “Not like this.” “Well,” she said, flipping her curls, “welcome to the Northern Moonlight Academy. Home of egos, drama, and the best academic program on this side of the continent.”

Sarah said with a smile. Runa hasn't had any time with Ace to herself since she was scared to leave Nicole and Ryan alone. When Ryan turns seventeen he'll no longer be living with the two but will be off to a private werewolf academy, Runa wasn't so sure but Ace wanted him to go. "You guys didn't have to." Runa giggled as she held her mate's hand, "But there's no way I'm denying this gracious offer, lets go!" Runa cheered as she left for their room. Ace chuckling and following behind her. "Sarah and Charlie are so nice for doing this." She said as they made it to their room and picked out nice clothing.

Athena’s Sacred Tree Academy–or simply AST Academy to its students–was not only known for its silver-gray uniforms or the logo depicting a large, white owl with an olive branch on its beak but for its topnotch teaching and picturesque school buildings that the students and staff alike enjoy; popular and well-spoken despite the fact that it was still considered as one of the newest academy’s to be built in the country… it only goes to show just how well its reputation precedes itself. It was an international academy after all; and the academy welcomes anyone with a love for learning no matter what their race, their religion and socioeconomic status with open arms. The academy was beautiful an

Even Ethan sat up straighter. The academy was... impossible. That was the only word for it. It rose from the earth like it had been grown rather than built, all spiraling towers and organic curves. The main structure seemed to be carved from a single massive piece of black stone that gleamed red in the setting sun. Hence the name, I supposed. Windows glowed with warm light, and I could see figures moving within—students, maybe, or faculty. The grounds stretched for what seemed like miles, encompassing forests, lakes, and what appeared to be several smaller buildings connected by covered walkways.

She left for the kitchen. In the brief moment of stillness, James could hear the sounds of Karen grabbing a mug out of the cabinet and pouring coffee. Blakeney cleared his throat. “Well, I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m here.” “Yes, sir, I am.” “Thank you,” Blakeney said to Karen, taking the offered cup of coffee. “I’m the director for a preparatory academy called Mount Olympus. It’s located just outside of Washington D.C. in Alexandria, Virginia. The academy has been around for a long time and is steeped in tradition and academic excellence. One of the benefits of my job is being able to talk to prospective students. Now, normally this would take place in my office, as most students are ap