Blackwater Academy Novels & Stories

Jayden notices how nervous I am and chuckles, “Don't worry. You won't have to talk to him, Keira. You’ve got us.” I stay silent. The image of his dark eyes is still in my mind. He looks elegant, quiet and mysterious. “What's his name?” I ask. “No one knows his name,” answers Jayden. “He is only known as the Black Tiger.” My first day at the agency was better than I expected. Jayden and Vicky didn’t leave me for a second because apparently it was difficult for newbies to adapt to this new life, especially after committing a murder. They know that I think about Jacob and Julia all the time when I get the chance to be alone. So, they are making sure to always talk to me and make me forget about

I had only caught glimpses of the school and its inhabitants, and my previous experiences with Briar and Liam had left me anxious. As we walked down the grand staircase, I couldn’t help but notice the intricate details of the architecture. High ceilings adorned with magical motifs, large windows that seemed to glow with their own light, and artwork that pulsed with a life of its own created an atmosphere that felt both enchanted and intimidating. “Windamere Academy is unlike any other school,” my uncle began, guiding me through the spacious foyer. “It’s not just a place for learning; it’s a sanctuary for beings like us. You’ll find all kinds of species here, each with their own unique abilit

I nodded my head in response. "Well, someone here said that I cheated to get into the Academy and should be expelled." I spoke to the dean while glaring at Adam. The Dean sneered at my statement. "Well, that student of the Black Blood Pack should get ready to be disqualified immediately from the Academy and also all other members of that pack will never enter the Glory Heart Academy." He replied with a smile.

"We're here to escort you to Hollowhaven Supernatural Academy." "What? No fucking way am I going to that freak house." They might as well send me to a medieval torture chamber. I'll be the only human in a school full of vamps, weres, witches, and God knew what else. Before sunrise tomorrow, I would be dead.

The formula that had cost my family everything. I applied another layer to my wrists and behind my ears, making sure to coat every scent gland. Our family, the Blackwoods, had once been respected and owerful. My great-grandfather had helped found Blackmoor Academy, back when our bloodline produced strong alphas generation after generation. The academy itself was named after our family's ancestral territory—a bitter irony now that we were persona non grata in werewolf society.

“The Wolves Academy helps us transform into great wolves, enhancing our strengths. We don't want the students to waste their time on materialistic things.” “We're going to graduate as strong wolves and kill those hunters.” Her voice expresses her rage. The Wolves Academy is teaching students to fight against us. Lozark Aylestone wants to achieve a strong force to wipe off the entire Red Hunters’ village. One by one, Kelly seizes everyone's items. “So what do you have?” She stands before the girl right next to me. Her fierce, scheming eyes glance at every item on the girl's body. She seizes her ring and then focuses her gaze on her neck. On the other hand, I wrap my fingers around my bracelet

The place I’d left with Isla in my arms, thinking we were coming back victorious. “We failed,” I said. The words were ash. “I failed.” “No,” Caelan said. “We’re breathing. She’s breathing. That’s not failure. That’s round one.” I wanted to believe him. “We get there,” I said. “We heal, then after we find her. That’s it.” “That’s it,” Caelan said. Elias’s voice cut through. “Academy!” I looked up. The hills parted. The Academy of Blackstone rose out of the valley like it always had. Stone walls fifty feet high. Towers with silver roofs. The main gate, iron and oak, big enough to march an army through.

I said, my voice loud without any need for amplification, "to the new term at Blackfrost Academy." I went through the formalities; the words I've said so many times before. Welcome to the returning students. Welcome to the new initiates. The season ahead, the hockey schedule, the expectations of the pack. Then I paused and the hall seemed to lean forward too. "But let me be clear," I said, my voice dropping lower, harder. "This academy is built on the bones of those who came before us. Wolves who fought, bled and died to keep our kind safe. There is evil in this world. It wears so many faces and it will try to tear us apart.

We have a country to put into balance. Chidi " As you wish sir but it I may ask. Why not use Black Ace instead of using this dangerous individuals? King" (laughs) Black Ace is our ace in the hole, our failsafe, our kill switch and our ultimate weapon. Her skills is required for only special assignments. Just in case we have any emergency, she's the one to take care of it. Any questions? Chidi " No sir. King" Good. Carry on then. ****************************

“The history of Blackwater is not in the newspapers. It’s in the land records and in the bloodlines that never left here.” Helena found a tome bound in worn leather, titled *Chronicles of the Moon and the Oak*. Its pages were yellowed, written in archaic handwriting. In it, she discovered the legend of the “Pact of Shadows.” The story spoke of two destined lineages: the Protectors of the Ashes, warriors who could assume the form of the beast, and the Guardians of the Flame, women who carried the blood of the earth and had the power to calm the wolf and guide its spirit. According to the text, the balance of Blackwater depended on the union of these two forces. Without the Guardian, the Wolf