Converse Academy Novels & Stories

“I’ve contacted someone at Academy to help figure out what’s wrong with your powers.” “Really?” My heart races with excitement. “Does that mean my powers will be unbound soon?” “Yes, with luck. Soon your wolf will be back,” she replies. “And Academy...” I remember Hera telling me that Sheila was Academy’s youngest Head Herbalist. “Can you tell me more about Academy?” “Academy is a research institution, like a werewolf university. The best werewolves from Europe and even the world gather there to study. They also conduct various research programs.”

Caden was gone forever. In less than an hour, we pull up in front of the gate with a sign that read, 'The Royal Alpha Boys Preparatory Academy.' It was the opposite of what I used to attend. The driver drove in and parked at a corner, waiting for me to take my leave. Taking one last breath, I push the door open and step out of the car to take my suitcase. I look around the unfamiliar premises to see all eyes staring at me. They were probably shocked to see me or rather Caden back at school.

The older brothers seemed to prefer it that way. Being the head Alpha brought massive responsibilities. Including securing an heir. He paused, watching me. I blinked and quickly looked away. My pulse raced at the thought that staring too long might look like disrespect. "We also secured your enrollment. The Academy is a twenty-minute drive down the mountain. You will resume your classes on Monday. In exactly a year from now, there will be a mating and a graduation ceremony for completing the Luna Academy." So it seemed I couldn't escape school. My eyes narrowed in pure exhaustion.

"Underage my butt! I'm already mature!" "Says the girl who gets irritated by mere teasing." "A-Ah.." He got me. D*mn! "Fine, I give up Mr. Smooth-talker. So what do you want to confirm?" I surrendered and rolled my eyes. I then flopped into the couch and folded my arms across my chest, "Why is the school dubbed as SAGE Academy? Is that some kind of acronym? Or probably a hidden message?" He asked and I nodded. He catches up pretty quickly, eh?

“You don’t want Charity to know about the order, and yet you’re going to take her to the heart of it?” “No,” Camilla scolds, her voice cold and annoyed. “We want to take her to the Academy, an international boarding school from which the Order recruits from.” “I’ve heard of the Academy,” Damon nods, easing some of the tension in the air. “It’s prestigious as hell, and damn near impossible to get into. Especially for an American pack member. It’s almost unheard of.”

Sofia The gates of Crescent Dominion Academy gleamed under the morning sun—wrought iron woven into traditional symbols of excellence, legacy, and wealth. To the human world, it was one of the top elite private academies in Moonveil, known for its rigorous academics, old-money students, and ivy-covered prestige. I had walked through these gates a hundred times before, but this time was different. This time, I wasn't walking in alone. Theo held my hand, fingers laced tightly with mine, as if he were daring anyone to challenge us. Maybe he was. We'd barely made it two steps into the quad before heads turned and whispers rippled like wind through dry leaves.

The academy had always believed itself untouchable. Neutral ground. Sacred ground. A bridge between realms. Its towers pierced the sky in elegant spires of white stone and silver glass. Defensive wards shimmering faintly across its perimeter, ancient enchantments designed to repel invasions. They had always been prepared for riots, or so they thought. For rogue factions. For political pressure. They had not prepared for Aldric. The academy’s full title was known formally as the Academy of Concordance Between Realms a name so long it was rarely spoken outside treaties. It had an history of raising most promising Weres and lycans

"Dear students, you are Confluence Base City’s future hope. I hope that all of you will work hard to cultivate and become Confluence Base City’s mainstay in the future." After his brief speech, Old Master Chris passed the microphone back to the dean. The dean took the microphone and said, "Only ten students from Confluence College will be selected to enroll at Cloudtop Academy. I will start announcing the names of students one by one now." Ten students!!! Considering how there were thousands of Confluence College students, ten spots were too few. Cloudtop Academy’s enrollment consisted of nothing more than testing Gene Grades and Realms. "Ding…" “Name: Skye Lancaster.”

His well-built, muscular body and fierce brown eyes made him a chick magnet, no surprise since he was one of the best athletes in the Academy. "What kind of video?" Melchor asked, pulling out his phone and instantly opening the Lexington Academy Platform App, searching through the trending section. The Lexington Academy, one of the top institutions for higher education in the country, had its own social media platform akin to F******k, Twitter, and I*******m. It featured all student activities, Academy information, news, and more.

Sunlight streamed through the massive stained-glass windows, casting brilliant fractured diamonds of blue, purple, and gold across the hundreds of graduating students. I stood near the front of the stage, smoothing down the front of my white graduation robes. The heavy gold embroidery along the collar caught the light—a subtle nod to the Sovereign core humming peacefully beneath my ribs. It had been two years since the fall of the old regime, and today, we were the first class to graduate from the Unified Academy. "Stop fidgeting, you look perfect," a familiar voice whispered from my left.