Blackwater Academy Novels & Stories

It was good to know that there was no pain involved in the process of transforming. "Well, what are you?" Rachel questioned, I had never had that question asked to me before. It made the metamorphosis of my change even more real. "I'm a Witch, I only really found out last week," they both reacted the way I expected them to. Their faces were the epitome of shock. "Are your parent's Supernaturals? I know on-occasion Supernaturals with adopted human parents are usually recruited into one of the Luveldom Academies," Rachel's British accent was really pleasant to the ears. It was also intriguing to find out that there were more Luveldom Academies around the world. "My Father is actually a Warlock

Fluid was rapidly pooling beneath Belle's feet and running down her legs. For one long, stunned moment—Neither Ethan nor Park moved. Both men simply stared. Completely frozen. ****😳😳****

Usually, I’m good at going from being myself to being the cold-hearted assassin everyone knows and fears, but this entire Grigoras mess has made me deviate from my normal routine in more ways than one and let’s be honest, Alec has definitely messed with my head and my vagina, though one I enjoyed more than the other. Right now I need to take the last few weeks and lock them away in the back of my mind and focus on being Blackheart. From the moment I step off this plane, I will be cold, emotionless, fearless, and capable of anything. Death is my bitch and she’s not coming for me this year.

Sierra agreed before: “Lucas watch out!” It was then something dashed out of the treeline right across the road and straight into their path. Lucas felt his heart leap into his throat as the wolf turned to face the truck, teeth bared and ears back. The black and sable coat was enough to let him know it was the feral but none of that mattered. He had already put his foot down on the break as a reflex and didn’t have time to correct his error. The back end of the truck spun out, dragging the whole vehicle across the slippery road before it hit something large and flipped.

She's a beautiful woman and she looked equally good looking when she was younger. I take a deep breath and walk towards Killian Black's private quarters. I try to ignore these men's heated gaze on my body as I walk faster, with my hands clutching tight to the bucket packed with ice. The alcohol inside this bucket cost more than my life's earnings. It will pay Rachel's fees till she graduates highschool and even pay for her tuition fees in college. This is fucking expensive. This scotch is over 400 grand. That's a whole lot of money, and one man wants to drink it and piss it away afterwards.

I yawned dramatically, tears involuntarily welling in my eyes. After a long silence from me, Marcus assumed the matter was settled. He asked about our ten-year-old son's situation at the werewolf academy. I shook my head: "I don't know." It wasn't to spite Marcus by deliberately not telling him. I truly didn't know. The Blackwood family was the northern territory's Alpha family, practicing elite education. The pup had been raised by Marcus's parents since young, with various lessons scheduled daily. Laughably, though I gave birth to the pup , I now couldn't intervene in his education at all. Even the time I could see him was counted on one hand.

It was as if he had truly disappeared from all existence. 'Look deep...see your fate, Hemlock...' Nathaniel trembled. A rare wave of fear roiled in his stomach as he stepped into the shallow water. The ripple widened, becoming a broken mirror, but as they settled it was not his reflection that was shown before him. The water went red. Thick and rich. The shadowy forms of children rose and fell. Their eyes were wide and their mouths were open in unheard screams. He watched in horror as their mouth became wider and their throats opened, the wound travelling down to reveal their frantic heart. Slowly ceasing its racing beat.

I shook my head weakly, knowing what Jen would say next. "Leave it to me." She said, smiling broadly again made me groan when I heard it. "You'd look ridiculous if you went to the prom alone, Cara ... and pathetic. Besides, I already knew who would be happy to ask you out." *** We spent lunch time chatting in the school yard. Our school's expansive backyard is directly adjacent to the Black Hills forest. This city is very popular for nature lovers because it is surrounded by several small forests and one large forest which is often used for hiking or camping. Troubled kids at my school often even go into the woods to smoke, get drunk, or just play truant.

he says, “those who were denied a second chance.” More shapes emerge. Vampires bare their fangs, eyes burning red. Witches step forward, staffs and charms glowing, symbols spinning around their hands. Creatures I don’t recognize crawl out of the shadows, bones clicking, eyes empty. And then there are the living. Hunters. Armed. Ready. Smiling like they’ve been waiting for this. Blackthorn principal runs towards Lord Tracon, fear obvious in her eyes. “This is not what you promised me, you're bringing war to this academy. War! Take all these out of my academy and leave my students.”

Wolves across the room roared with excitement as the arena morphed into a warzone of pillars, weights, enchanted pendulums, and targets. Only two academies remained standing: Blackwood Academy and Westly Academy ... known for producing wolves with terrifying physical strength. Scarlet stepped back, knowing this round belonged to the heavy hitters. Grey cracked his knuckles with a grin that promised violence. Ronan simply rolled his shoulders, muscles flexing beneath his uniform like coiled steel. The Westly Academy sent out their strongest wolves ... tall, brutal-looking males with veins glowing faintly from enchantments. Then someone shouted, “START!” It was chaos.