Chaotic Academia Novels & Stories

I start not knowing what to say, only feeling the tears threatening to form. Luka must have also noticed the wetness in my eyes because he rushed over to my side and pulled me into his warm embrace. “I'm so sorry, sweetheart.” He states, cradling me and repeatedly kissing the top of my head softly. “I didn't want to make you cry. I just wanted...damn it. I'm just so fucking worried about you. Midterms are coming up, and if you fail your classes, people will think you're unfit to be mated to the heirs of the four kingdoms. It’ll be said that someone who cannot pass their first year of Divine Academy isn't intelligent enough to be a Queen, a ruler of all four kingdoms. The council will assume

“But careful. Not everything here is as fun as it looks.” Before Lila could answer, Harper tugged her away. “Don’t engage,” she warned. “She’s testing you.” And then the music stopped abruptly. Lights flickered. Gasps spread through the crowd. A voice over the speakers cut in, distorted, cold: “Welcome to Chaos College. Secrets will be revealed tonight. Some of you won’t leave unscathed.” The crowd froze. Students exchanged nervous glances, whispers turning into murmurs of fear and confusion. Cade’s grip on Lila’s hand tightened ever so slightly. “I told you… danger doesn’t stay hidden here.”

She dramatically sighs and says, "You don't understand what it's like for James. Academia is not easy and research takes time." I can hear the disappointment in her voice as well as the condescending tone. I understand, perfectly well, what academia is like. I grew up in a house full of academics. I understand that they can be selfish and single minded in their pursuits. I probably had such a talent for being an assistant because I spent my life assisting my parents and brother.

One week in, and I had already set fire to two textbooks. I flooded a bathroom—again, a completely different bathroom this time—and caused a small tremor during Control Dynamics that made three students grab the walls like the floor had suddenly betrayed them. Yesterday at lunch, I accidentally summoned a wind column that lifted trays, cups, and someone’s carefully stacked pancakes into the air and scattered them across a twelve-foot radius. Professor Elijah called it “an energetic redistribution event.” I called it mortifying. By any normal standard, I was a disaster.

And he was quite ecstatic about it. It was the first time he opened this newfound learning to someone, he trusted Allison about this. Even if she was still reluctant to acknowledge the concept, she was certain Isaac confided her with such a piece of essential information. "Physics is my Waterloo." "Not with me. I can lecture this scientific concept with you for all eternity." "I knew it. You're in love with me." Isaac laughed a silly laugh. "Chaos theory is not something I would want to remember for all eternity. You can share this knowledge with anyone, not only with me. I'm sure all the girls in Harvard will adore you."

“New paper due Friday.” I squint. Power Abuse in Academia. The title punches me in the gut. Mia chuckles. “Professor Grumpy likes boring articles.” Kiera joins in. “He should try something less him, I guess.” “Power,” I mutter under my breath. They don’t hear me. I’m glad. Seeing men like him lose their façade in front of me... Power. Whatever that meant. We keep walking, but I slow down as my phone dings. I pull it out.

“Oh.” No one else really has to worry about that, because most everyone owns their own business. Raf and Aria own the restaurant that they opened together. Cash owns his accounting and tax firm. Ellie owns the daycare. Mason owns his own law firm, as well as being chief of the pack. Hypnos doesn't have to work and Lord nows what Vareena does. Vivica owns a book shop. Cash will be off work for the holidays anyways, since the school will be closed. He is a Professor at Hamlet University and his head of the research department. He teaches the history of creatures and all the lore surrounding them, as well as the origin of magic. Everyone loves him.

Kaelen's POV The acceptance letter from the University of Supernatural Studies sits on my desk, official seal marking it as genuine offer rather than preliminary interest. Full professorship. My own research lab. Graduate students to mentor. Academic freedom to pursue the omega rights scholarship that's become my life's work. It's everything I should want. Recognition as legitimate scholar independent of my connection to Jason. Professional identity beyond being part of a famous pack. The kind of academic position that takes most scholars decades to achieve, offered to me at barely thirty years old.

The lady swayed the floating book in front of her and stared directly at him, "Once again, you did not make an effort to be back at the palace on time. You were involved in a death case, and even though you were proven innocent, you are now under the Academia's radar which is undesirable for both of us in every possible ways. When all's said and done, this is the sanction you and I have agreed to execute should you commit any type of misconduct, am I being understood?" "Y-Yes,” he surrendered. "Here it is . . read this page now — without putting those books down, if you’d be so kind.” Her newly opened book turned into Tristan’s sweaty and fatigued face. “This is a compilation of unsolved mys

My black academic gown caught the warm breeze, billowing slightly around my ankles. If someone had told me during my first week on campus that I would be standing here today, graduating at the top of my class while holding hands with the school’s most notorious star athlete, I would have told them to recheck their data. Back then, my life was a rigid grid of study hours, part-time shifts, and a constant, suffocating fear of losing my funding. I came to this university looking for security. I never expected to find a beautiful kind of chaos instead. "Hey, focus, scholarship girl," a deep, familiar voice teased.