Blackwater Academy Novels & Stories

The wind whipped through my fur, the rhythm of my paws against the earth grounding me. I ran until the first rays of sunlight broke over the horizon. Panting, I shifted back and headed inside. The morning assembly was scheduled for nine, and I still had time to prepare. This academy was simple yet full of all kinds of supernaturals. But I hadn’t made any friends yet. I wasn’t ready for that and was wrapped in my grief and heartache. But eventually, I knew I couldn’t keep hiding. I wasn’t an island. We were all instructed to dress in black. I hated the color with a passion, but I had no choice. I pulled on a black mini dress and leggings, cinching the waist with a silver belt. It was okay, th

My body buzzed from the alcohol and the orgasm. The music thumped and I let it pull me. My arms floated at the surface. My hips swayed. My wet shirt clung to my skin, see-through now, lace visible, nipples hard beneath the soaked fabric. I didn’t care. I felt hot. Wanted. And then I looked up. And froze. There, above the pool, leaning against the iron balcony railing with a drink in his hand, was him. Chance. Professor Black. His black shirt was unbuttoned just enough to show a glimpse of ink trailing down his chest. The sleeves were rolled, forearms tensed, veins tight.

Luca asked, voice still rough with sleep. “Better.” Zayne tapped his own temple. “Well she said it's like following a smell you can’t quite name.” Elara moved quietly, folding the blanket, her movements were precise, but her eyes kept drifting to Luca, as if reassuring herself he was real. “The Blackwater source is deep in the northern wastes.” she said softly. “It is a land of dead trees and silent birds, the packs avoid that land, because the magic there is… old and hungry.” “Sounds cozy.” I grunted, pushing myself to stand. A sharp pull in my side made me suck in a breath Luca was at my elbow instantly.

"You wish. The Alpha decided you need a more rigorous re-education. You are being sent to Blackwood Werewolf Academy." My stomach dropped. Blackwood wasn't just an academy. It was where the elite of the elite went to learn how to lead, and where the most troublesome wolves went to be broken. It was a playground for the rich and the powerful, and for someone like me, it was a death sentence. "Am I a student?," I asked, though I already knew the answer. Kalen smirked. "You are a servant, Soraya. Specifically, a personal assistant. You will be at the beck and call of the most influential students there. You are meant to be an example."

Dear Mom and Dad: My first day was quite interesting, I met some classmates that I liked very much, especially one named Carolina who told me something interesting about the academy, remember I told you that the boarding school was haunted, it seems that the rumors are true. Today I start the first day of school and I am nervous, but I will still do my best not to betray your trust. Love, Mindy. -Mindy, ¿are you ready? -Yes, just let me send this message and...done.

It is the symbol of the Witch Family of the West. Infamous for their usage of black magic and forbidden spells unknown to the world the Western boundary was limited to other immortals. Living on their own away from the government of the 5 Elite families, why? Why would his mother have a connection with one of the leaders? It was a thought that came across Alkhun's mind. The water dissipated the vision of him when the coy fish pass from his vision. It was a coy fish that has been there ever since he was born. He followed the sight of it and saw it eating crumbs of probable bread.

“Tonight, I—” One of the teachers leaned in beside her and whispered in her ear, then stepped back. Mrs. Humphrey straightened her spine. “I mean, early this morning. I come to you with the sad news of the passing of two students of this academy.” Celeste was the first to break into sobs, drawing the attention of the majority of the room, including Mrs. Humphrey, who glanced at us with an apologetic look. I swallowed back the lump inside my throat, trying my best to keep my eyes moisture-free as I watched her shed a tear of her own. She quickly slapped it away, pressing on, “Katie Rivers and Lila Radbury.”

I asked her, and her nervous fingers picked at her cuticles and her eyes never left the floor. “Yes, my queen. My father is Alpha Doug of the Black Blood Pack. He sent me to the Academy to gather information to tear down the academy and wanted to know why you were building it up. He didn’t exactly tell me what he was looking for. I was to gather any passwords, paperwork, or even conversations happening around here. Anything that I could get my hands on. He wouldn't accept that I was on the academy side and had no access to the main building. Nor did I have any reason to be on that side of the compound. We were told during orientation that we were to stay on the academy side of the compound.

Only this time, there was no Havoc jumping out to ward off danger as I run for the forest. Once I pass the tree line, a much larger version of the black wolf is there, waiting. I turn to go and have an enemy on either side and nowhere to run. The bigger of the two wolves shifts back to his human form. He’s massive, with long black hair and even darker eyes, a scar running along his jawline on the left side of his otherwise strangely handsome face. ‘This one is full of Evil’, Bella said as I backed up against the tree nearest where I stood, shifting myself.

This is a school purely for rich men. This academy is built for men. It breathes men. Every corner reeks of power, of legacy, of cruel ambition handed down through generations. These halls are lined with gilded portraits of male rulers, innovators, dictators—men who shaped the world with their iron will and razor-sharp minds. The boys here are trained to follow in their footsteps. Economics. Politics. Law. International strategy. Warfare. Linguistics. Sports. Negotiation. Technology. They are handed the knowledge of the world like it's their birthright.