Novel & Cerita Blackwater Academy

Nothing, no scent, no sound, no sign that anyone had entered. A shaky breath escaped my lips as I clutched my pounding head. I staggered to my feet, guided only by the pale moonlight spilling through the window. My body felt like lead, weak, empty, and starving, my throat burned with dryness. I stumbled into the kitchen and drank water. I set the cup down, and that’s when it happened. A sharp, agonizing crack split through my bones, my knees buckled. No. Not again. I screamed as the shift overtook me, my bones twisting, reshaping, skin tearing. The black wolf emerged, ruthless and wild, trapping my soul behind its eyes.

"Listen! Look for Darryl! Find the three of them by hook or by crook. Either alive or dead!" "Yes, General!" Several minutes later, the black armored rider armies charged out of the Raksasa Tribe's territory to locate Darryl, Loona, and Natalie. … Elsewhere at Black Water Town. Black Water Town was situated between the Wild Deserted Secret Region and the Nine Mainland. It was about ten minutes away from the Raksasa Tribe, with a unique geographic location.

My name is written in perfect script: Zara Blackwood. My fingers tremble slightly as I break the seal and unfold the letter. Miss Blackwood, We are pleased to offer you a place at Blackwood Academy, a private boarding school for gifted students. Our campus, deep within the Ember Forest, provides a unique opportunity for young people like yourself to grow, learn, and thrive. Your term begins immediately.

The Return to Blackwood Academy The whole of Greyhaven town boom with gossip, the murmurs of Henry’s choice still echoing through cafés, streets, and markets. Yet for Henry, the true test of his decision was not in the whispers of Greyhaven or the roars of wolves in Blue Moon, nor even in the silence of Damien Dowell’s skyscraper. It was here, in the heart of his past—at Blackwood Academy.

“You can't exactly call out 'heads up,' can you?” More snickers rippled through the room. I bent down to pick up the notebook, my long dark hair falling like a curtain around my face. The pages had scattered everywhere, my careful notes about werewolf history now trampled under expensive boots and designer heels. This was my life. Kaira Blackwood, the silent freak of Shadowdale Academy, the most prestigious supernatural boarding school on the West Coast. While other students mastered their wolf forms and dominated in their pack hierarchies, I sat in the back row, invisible and voiceless.

“i need to find supplies I will be back” We moved outside the cave I walked carefully on a ledge making sure to not get wet by the waterfall before jumping unto land, we went to a place farther away from my old dump site in case the organization came back. I crouched next to him. “I’ll be back I am a man of my word…”I hesitated, my breath catching as I met his gaze. The swirling mix of pink and black in his eyes made my head swim, like I was being pulled into a tide I did not want to fight.

This time her wealthy stepmother had finally snapped and shipped her off to the most exclusive, most secretive all-girls finishing academy in the country. But this wasn’t any ordinary finishing school. Blackthorn Academy specialized in one thing only: turning rebellious young women into perfectly obedient, highly skilled submissives. Riley scoffed under her breath as she stared up at the grand gothic building. Tall stone walls covered in ivy, arched windows, and an atmosphere that screamed old money and darker secrets. She had heard the rumors, of course. Whispers about girls who went in wild and came out elegantly broken, dripping with discipline and wet for commands.

Her eyes widen as if I’ve said a taboo word before she shakes it off, remembering that it’s only been a few weeks that I’ve been here. “The Black wolf council is an assembly of honorary wolves that represent every class of wolf that attends Raven Wood Academy. They make the major decisions that affects everyone in school.” “They sound like a big deal.” I comment, looking down at the card in my hands again. What do they want with me now? What could I have done to enter their radar, and why now of all possible times? “Your questions will be answered if you follow me.” She says, reading my mind. I don’t give it much of a second thought before I nod my head and follow her out of class. Might as

“And have you settled on a name for it yet?” “A few dominance issues that I have so far been able to quell with a few sharp words. So that’s not been so bad. Yeah, I’ve been thinking about the name of the pack since you handed me that file folder while I was still in the hospital. I’m torn between Black Water to honour this pack. Or Blue Skies for the hope and future they represent. Though I’m leaning towards Black Water.” One of Aricka’s aunts piped up, “Go with Blue Skies because Black Water sounds like something that might come from a sewer system when it backs up.”

"This isn't only about learning to control your fire, Sera. It's about surviving long enough to matter. There are records, somewhere in this academy, that still remember her true name. If we could find them, you'd understand your own power far better than I can teach you in a practice yard." "Where would we even look." Oren glanced toward the old stone tower rising at the far edge of the academy grounds, dark windows, ivy climbing the walls in places that hadn't been trimmed in years. "The restricted library," he said quietly. "Which is exactly as dangerous to enter as it sounds, and exactly where we're going to have to go if you want the truth instead of a lesson."