Correcting The Villainess Of The Academy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“If any of you disrespect my daughters again, I’ll personally throw you into the rogues’ territory myself!” Silence instantly fell over the council chamber. The resentment was still there; I could feel it radiating off them like heat, but no one dared to let it become words. I was about to climb into the pack vehicle when my phone suddenly vibrated in my hand. Vada was calling. The moment I answered, her panicked voice burst through the line. “Gwen, I wouldn’t have called unless it was serious, but something happened at the academy dormitory. Rumi is accused of stealing one of the High Chancellor’s sacred artifacts. They already presented evidence against her… They’re expelling her from the

While depressed, Jade broke into Heulwen's house with a note in hand. “Heulwen, this is your last chance.” Jade handed Heulwen the paper. It was an audition for a big movie by director Silas, a director known for his royal, powerful, and mysterious genre. Jade wanted Heulwen to give an audition for a supporting role with a shy and weak personality. This was the kind of role Heulwen was always nominated for. After seeing Jade off, Heulwen studied the plot carefully. She did not give an audition for the role Jade asked for. She wants to change. She would not become a copy of anyone. Therefore, the role Heulwen was aiming for was the female villain.

It was clear everyone had been fixated on Marcel, but at his declaration, all focus was on Celia. All her life, she was the girl with the weakest presence in a room. The one no one noticed, and when they did, she was viewed with pity or disgust. Now she was the mate of a werewolf who killed their Alpha. A werewolf who dominated other packs. A villain, undoubtedly. Hadn’t things just become worse for her? “Move,” Marcel instructed Sheeva, but she didn’t obey. “Move,” he said again, his eyes glowing this time. Sheeva trembled, doing her best to fight against the intimidation that came with Marcel’s unbelievable power.

Out of necessity. The Academy was still fractured. Some professors even refuse to teach Crownless-born wolves. Some resigned entirely when Jasmine came back with her rune scars throbbing on her wrist. Others… just watched. Waited. The Academy didn’t know how it wanted us to be. Saviors? Symbols? Or Monsters? And we hadn’t known the answer.

The air in the Lunar Combat Arena was thick with tension. I stood at the edge of the crowd, my fingers clutching the vial of wolfsbane hidden in my pocket. The scent of sweat and anticipation from the other students—alphas, all of them—pressed against me, a reminder of how out of place I was. Dominion Academy wasn’t built for someone like me. An omega. A liar. Yet here I was, disguised as Val Rhen, a supposed alpha heir of a nonexistent pack, surrounded by wolves who could tear me apart if they knew the truth.

I stand there, still processing the whiplash of the last several minutes — devastation, doubt, the terrifying possibility that my own memory of the worst night of my life might not be reliable, and now this, the ground shifting again beneath a lie that was never true in the first place. "Someone sent that to you deliberately," I say slowly, my voice finding steadiness again now that the immediate accusation has crumbled. "Someone wanted it presented publicly, in front of the entire academy, at exactly this moment. That's not coincidence. That's strategy." "Vashti," Cassian says grimly. "Discrediting her publicly, right after the wards themselves declared her a threat, right when the academy

Some girls inherit power. I inherited a warning label. Wolfless. Servant. Spare. I'm the adopted daughter Alpha Sebastian Corwin never wanted, grew up learning exactly what I was worth: nothing. While my "sister" trained to inherit an empire. Sent to Valez High Academy to carry his real daughter's luggage, swallow her insults and not disappear the moment she needs someone convenient to blame. Eighteen years old, and I still can't shift. Still can't summon a single spark of magic. Still nothing but the help wearing a Corwin last name like a costume that never fit. Valez High Academy was supposed to change that. Three years among the elite of the shadow world—vampires, witches, si

The sudden weight of the bag pulled sharply against her taped ribs, sending a fresh wave of pain through her torso, but she hardened her jaw and ignored the protest of her body. Before turning away for good, she cast one final, lingering look into the glass. The girl named Angela was completely gone. In her place stood a mysterious, defiant stranger who had built an entire identity on a dangerous foundation of lies and sheer willpower. She was heading straight into the heart of Accademia Alpha—a fortress of elite predators where a single slip of the tongue meant certain death.

Then, she turned and left with Gillian. Carissa rose and bowed in respect, watching them leave. For a moment, she couldn't decide if Helen had come to help her or worsen her predicament. Still, Helen's lighthearted interruption had managed to lift the weight of the moment, even softening Victoria's previously severe demeanor. Victoria asked, "Do you have any sense of who's behind this?" Carissa shook her head. "Your Majesty, I've failed to discern the culprit. For someone to act against the academy—an institution founded under your command—it would either require audacious impudence or sheer ignorance."

"You, on the other hand—piano lessons, dance classes, helping your father run the pack. That doesn't leave much time for studying. Better use every minute you've got." A knowing smirk spread across Vivienne's face. She thought I was telling her to study hard because I planned to swap our scores. "That's none of your concern. Starting tomorrow, I won't even be coming to school. My father's sending me to the Royal Academy. The teaching there is a hundred times better. I'll be the top scorer in the entire wolf territory." The comments went wild. [The heroine's telling her about the Royal Academy on purpose—she wants the villain to believe she'll ace it, so the villain will go through with the s