Celeste Academy Novels & Stories

Selene asked in a hushed tone, taking in the massacre around her. The husks of once-regal celestials lay sprawled on the cold obsidian floor, golden blood forming small streams down the few stairs to the raised platform of thrones. The dead bodies of the celestials who were unfortunate enough to get attacked by either me or Anubis before eventually being killed by Eva looked more mauled than others, since our wolves too had been driven by vengeance and resentment during the fight. If it was this bad here, I could only imagine how bad it must be outside where the mass battle took place. Judging by the appearance of the two worried celestials and the few who followed them behind, it shouldn't

Even though she still chats with the girls, they never spoke about school. "Crescent academy?" she asked. She still had a year before she graduated and went to college. Crescent Academy is the most prestigious werewolf school and so is its university. For a while she forgot about her studies. "Yes. You're a strong Luna, Vesper, but I also need a Luna who could sit beside me in diplomatic settings and boardrooms." Kyrell saw the confused look in her eyes. He knew it was a lot for her to take in. "Looks like you already have everything sorted out." Vesper shuffled closer to him until her knees brushed his.

To anyone, it'd look like she's just being caring, but I've known her for eleven years to know she's anything but that. Their laughter follows me as I walk away, and so do whispers from other students. " I wonder what Alpha Victor is thinking, wasting his money to enroll her here.” " She's so lucky to have the Alpha care so much about her even though she practically doesn't have a wolf." “Heard the Alpha picked her up ten years ago and has taken care of her ever since." " She wouldn't be here if it weren't for the Alpha's connections." Welcome to Acadia Academy, the most prestigious school in the entire Moon realm and my living nightmare for the past six months.

“I’ll simply speak with your instructor and have her transferred into your class.” I frowned. “Just like that?” He smiled. “Just like that.” He nodded his head once. That answer almost sounded too easy. He must’ve noticed the skepticism on my face because he laughed softly. “Xavier, Angela isn’t human. She’s the last known Ancient Royal Fae. Having her participate in advanced supernatural studies with the four of you actually makes far more academic sense than keeping her separated.” When he put it that way… “he won’t question it,” Mr. Wilson finished confidently.

Amara chuckled, “you are right alpha, there is no room for discussion. You will take me with you willingly or I will make you.” Azai’s eyes flashed black, “confident little wolf, aren’t you?” I struggled to regain control of Amara, but I couldn’t. In the reflection of Azai’s eyes, I could see my eyes glowing brighter, and a sudden warmth was creeping through my body. “I am the Celestite wolf, I answer to the Moon Goddess Selene, I am not bound to the orders of any alpha. You will take me with you to the capital.” “I will take you with me to the capital,” he repeated.

Celestine is her best friend and even though she's a bit upset because of all the things that are happening she can't just let everything that Celestine worked hard for vanish in an instant. Vanessa, the head of the agency sighed. She must admit that Saoirse has a point even though she's soon to lose her patience with Celestine. Their agency becomes prominent in the field of modeling because of Celestine's success that it came to the point where most companies seek for their agency to find models to be a brand ambassadors of their company. Despite Celestine's unprofessionalism, their agency still owes her something and they can't just invalidate everything she had done for them.

​I am Moon, a woman living at the bottom of this academy. This academy is located at the top of the mountain and the people who live below are the poor or "slap soil" as the rich call it. And yes, I am one of the poor called by the rich. Poor are forbidden in this school, It is full of rich and strong creatures here. But I am one of the lucky creatures who was given the opportunity to study at this school. ​ Yesterday was the anniversary of this school and yesterday also took place the picking of the name of the lucky creature who can enter this school for free. And I was one of the two names picked yesterday.

CELESTE ‎ ‎The green light on the console blinked steady and calm. ON AIR. ‎ ‎My heart was beating so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. I was sitting in the lion’s den, holding the microphone that would end my life as I knew it. ‎ ‎There was no going back. ‎ ‎"This is Celeste Black," I repeated, my voice echoing slightly in the silent office. "I am speaking to the Bloodmoon Pack. To the Iron-Claw Pack. And to the Free Wolves of the Bone Yard."

“There are things here, El⁠i, tha‌t even a scholarship student m⁠ust know. Westbridge is‌ a sa‍nctuary, a sc‌hoo⁠l, yes b‌ut it is also a‍ hunting ground. S‌o‌me students are not w⁠hat they appear and som‍e walk in human form,‌ but their na‍tur‍e is far m‍ore primal. Wol‌ves, shifters, creat⁠ur‌es from old lineages. You must act careful‍ly, do not⁠ draw attention an‍d do not speak of this to your parents.‍ They‍ belie‍ve this is an‌ elite acade‌my. They must not know the rest.” ‌I swallowed so hard it hurt. Crea‍tures? Werewol‍ves? I knew this already but hearing it from her made me more scared. “Yes, ma’⁠am,” I said, though my pulse raced. Ev‌ery ins‍tinct screamed at me to‍ run but r⁠unnin

Layla had learned about this in school once. Heterochromia. One eye was a deep blue, almost violet and another was stark grey. Matching the streaks of her hair and an intense thunderstorm. “Welcome Initiates!” she shouted with her arms lifted to her sides. She looked at everyone below her. “Welcome to Elysium Academy. We look forward to seeing old friends….” Her gaze shifted and found Laylas. “…and meeting new ones.” There was a loud thunderous applause from the initiates and hooting. Everyone was shouting.