Blackwell Academy Life Is Strange Novels & Stories

There's no assurance as to if I'll ever live the same average life as a wolf, or if I'll be alive the next morning. Dismissing my thoughts, I start answering the essay with a below-average understanding. Purposely misspelling a few words even though it drives my mind to insanity. We still don't have any straining activities that could raise suspicions on me. Everything's still pretty basic because everyone's figuring out this whole academy. Sometimes the teachers are also unsure of what they are doing. Though, recently, I have this feeling in my gut that tells me something's about to happen. I don't know if it's going good or bad.

Lily and I finally stepped through the tall, iron gates of Blackfield Academy. It felt strangely overwhelming as the air carried some memories of the last semester. Lily walked beside me when she nudged me with her elbow. “So, Red Wolf, girl?" I groaned and laughed. "Not this again, girl." Her eyes widened. "Sarah, I'm still trying to process this! A Red Wolf. Do you even realize how insane that is? It's like finding out your best friend is secretly royalty. You've been hiding this under our noses the whole time!"

It was far from the depressing and suffocating atmosphere I had imagined. I spotted several other buildings with children yelling and running about. My heart thumped, and I placed my palm on it, letting out a breath as I gazed at the children. I felt a strong desire to partake in the activity going on, but I couldn't. It wasn't because I didn't want to, but I doubted they would let me. My name was Kelani Redwood, sixteen years old, and I found myself in this school, Mystic Academy, because I killed my father. This act triggered what was known as the 'Curse of the Lycanthropes,' though I barely understood what that meant.

she said softly, brushing her hair behind her ear and shooting him a flirty glance. “You’re all a bunch of simps,” I muttered under my breath. “We’re going into a forest named Black Death… or whatever. Focus, please.” “Black Forest,” Abigail corrected, shoving me gently. “And stop being dramatic, V. You survived Morgana’s demon camp, what’s a little cursed forest?” “A cursed forest with magical creatures and poisonous plants and shifting paths.” “That’s just school rumors,” Abigail cut in again. “Rumors, my ass,” someone said from behind. “One guy went there for training last season. Came back bald. And mute. And with a tail.”

Alexis, who seemed to just get caught up in the mess she was in quickly, nodded. "I-It's okay. I forgive you", she awkwardly said, wishing for the situation to disperse already. "Give us another guide. I don't want to see your face any longer Bentley". Alastair demanded and poor, trembling Bentley left and appointed them a guide. Who seemed just as shaky and nervous as anyone who came into contact with Alastair. The magic Academy was basically a university campus. It was huge, and confusing. They took one turn and there would be tens of rooms on a single floor.

The professor asks, his question shocking the entire class into silence. “There can’t be a succubus here.” Astrid states, “The school has wards to keep demons and angels from entering this campus.” “And yet Brahma’s agents with the BOUA entered the school just two weeks ago.” The professor states, effectively shutting down Astrid’s statement. “I told you she was a succubus.” One of Hilda’s cronies whispers to the girl beside her, “It’s the only way she could have won over the princes and become so powerful.”

By the day's end,New Orleans and some other cities Supernatural world had turned into a disaster. Cases of disappearance of Magic,Wolves scampering about and Vampires burning to death under the sun from their Daylights rings failure. The Academy was the only place which still managed to have a bit of sanity reserved. It was at least a bit better than the mornings were everything danced in the state of turmoil.

“It is the only thing here that will not burn your throat or growl back.” “Growl back…?” Why was everything here so weird River nodded. “You are welcome.” I started eating. The hall was loud. Bright. Overwhelming. But something inside me started to settle. This was my new life. Messy. Strange. Wild. Scary. And for the first time since I arrived, I felt a spark of something that almost felt like excitement. Maybe I could survive this academy. Maybe I could even belong here. Or maybe I would die before breakfast.

-Please, sir, I didn't know they would be there, the stranger pleads. Just as I expect Damon to say something, he shoots the man in the leg. A sound that seems to come from hell escapes his mouth in the form of a laugh. The stranger's groans barely audible, drowned out by Damon's hysterical laughter. I want to intervene, but I feel incapable of making a move. All the rumors were true; Damon Black is a monster, and I need to get away from him. -Miss, what are you doing here?