Converse Academy Novels & Stories

“Fufu, it’s all right, it’s never a failure to train, but let’s try to be on time next time, okay? S so as we said before, today we’re going to decide the list of students who will be selected for the school exchange, so I ask the representatives of each division to provide their suggestions.” Three students stood up, a sheet in their hands, Hope looked at them intrigued and leaned towards his mentor. “Um Thomas, what is the school exchange?” “… Of course, you haven’t listened, you have 1000 muscles and none of them are a brain. Like I told you, the Royal Academy represents the spear of the kingdom, to put it simply, we are the nobles who vowed to use force to defend our people, concretely,

Inside was a letter with other papers, I took a letter first VIRELADE ACADEMY est. 1746 To Mr:Seth Calix Date: july 1st 2025 Dear Mr Calix, We are pleased to inform you, that you have been selected into virelade Academy under our scholarship program. Inside you'll find your admission certificate, travel details and all required documents. Welcome to a future unlike any other! Sincerely, Dr. Cedric Miller Headmaster Virelade Academy Seth? Seth Calix?

The thought of my sister Wilma being in some sort of trouble made me quicken my pace. During class hours, the grounds of Acadia Academy are empty, leaving one to appreciate the beauty and magnificence of its ancient architecture. All of it was like a lonely gothic castle; a very old, marvelous work of architecture that once used to be a cathedral –Dracula’s fortress if you may, just with the exception of the bats. There are pointed arches, stained glass windows, and ribbed vaulting in the commons room, the assembly room, the main library, the cafeteria, and the hallways. The outward structure boasted flying buttresses and gothic spires with two large stone gargoyles guarding the front gates.

please don't let her be talking about my school, I reread the messages over and over again and I wanted to reply, when she texted back “Oh wait it's bridgehall academy”

Vaike responded honestly. Even now, he couldn't shake off the chill crawling up his spine. - Saintly Woods Academy was a prestigious private academy for elites located in Springberg. Its vast campus was perpetually filled with the sounds of studious students amidst rustic and picturesque landscapes. It was the pride of Springberg, renowned for its academic and educational excellence. A glance at the school's alumni would reveal the multitude of brilliant individuals it had produced and the numerous accolades it had achieved.

Somehow… Those four words seemed to say everything I hadn’t known how to put into sentences. I looked at both of them. “So…” I clapped my hands together once. “What are we waiting for?” They both looked at me. “If your father mentioned someone who might know something…” I stood up. “Then let’s go find him.” The academy library was quieter than usual. Tall shelves stretched toward the vaulted ceiling, filled with thousands of books that smelled faintly of leather and old papers. We made our way toward the front desk. An older woman looked up from the ledger she was organizing. Round spectacles rested low on her nose. She smiled politely. “Good morning.”

"Right. I just—Vivian never mentioned that she went to the Academy. And how am I supposed to explain that to my family? I don't think I can just change schools. My mom does not like the Academy students." One of his brows gently rises. "For reasons when she went to Waindale High, but that's not important. What's important is that I can't switch without an explanation." "It will be taken care of. Nothing that will raise many questions," he assures me. "I have to switch?" I ask, just to make sure. Adam's gaze travels the room. "I would prefer that you did." "When?" "Well, I suppose as soon as possible. I'll arrange it." I lean back in my chair. "How many people are in the pack? All of them go

He gingerly swung his little legs over the bench as he pondered. "Well there's four of us. Daddy, mommy, me and my older brother." 'Yeah. Your irresponsible brother.' The princess snorted disapprovingly. "Oh." She offered outwardly. Tommy chattered on. "He recently turned nineteen and attends the biggest and most prestigious academy in western L.A, Beverly Hills Academy." "Is the school really that good?" "Un-hun!" The little fox paused and thoughtfully scratched his hair. "It produces p..pro....prominent leaders and heirs of businesses! At least that's what mommy says." He cutely shrugged, sipping his milkshake.

The Inter-Academy Grand Invitational — five schools, one track, one weekend, legitimate prize money and a trophy that apparently mattered enough to various pack hierarchies that people were already making calls. I stood at the notice board and read it twice. Warner Academy. Dumont. Nightshade. Crestfall. And a fifth school I didn't recognize — Ironveil Academy, based out of Eastern Europe, no supernatural affiliation listed, which was either unusual or a lie. "Ironveil," Adrian said, from beside me. He'd appeared quietly, the way he always did, reading the board with the focused attention he gave anything that might constitute a threat. "I've heard of them."

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.