Novel & Cerita Council's Academy Series (new)

Deacon says. “Do you want to question her? My guy can be a little intimidating, and I’m not sure if that’s the best approach with this one,” Raff asks D. “Sure, I can remain impartial with her,” Deacon nods, and I admire his self-control. Deacon and Raff leave the room, and moments later we see them step into the room next door. The girl doesn’t react to them, just continues rocking and talking silently. “Hello, my name is Deacon Collins. I run an academy within the Grey realm for students aged 18 to 24. We provide accommodation, food, clothing and security. I’d love to offer you a place if you think it might be something that interests you,” D says softly.

R.I.S.E Academy, Rise in Sakiyurai Estate... This Academy conserves people who receive the education sponsored by the Sakiyurai's. In another word, It's a total debiting school. Those who won't join a gang to pursue their careers will need to pay their debts while others need to serve their gangs to death. Either one or two. Choose! Mostly, whoever can't pay their debts will force themselves to join a gang. And her brother, Kai also happens to be one of them...

Bryan said, "these are the letter for Mr. Brown and Mr. Smith, they both are fired, they have one hour to empty the house they were given by the council and give up all the facilities and everything that was given to them by the council. Take some men and go to them and if they fight then throw them out with force, from tomorrow they are never ever allowed to enter any place related to the council, and the guardians. They cannot come anywhere near the council and the guardian academy as well and if they try to badmouth or try to make a fuss throw them in the jail. Am I understood?!" Evan blinked, "yes sir." Bryan gave him a smile and said, "Well done, also I have decided to pay a visit to th

Arthur spoke as he glanced at the bright moon that shone upon them. "There are a few notable people from the magic academy, but then again they wouldn't amount to the new recruits from last year. But news has it that the Royal Academy's student council president is about to participate in the tournament" Lyon replied. The Royal Academy was known to be the main producers of Royal Knights and Frontier Knights. Most students were nobles by birth or lesser nobles who had raised their ranks in society. "I see. But will you be winning the tournament?"

"Assuming we wanted to... cooperate." "Transitional government," Caspian said. "Council members who cooperated with the old system serve as advisors, not rulers. New leadership is elected by all residents—vampire, human, and dhampir alike. Blood contracts are abolished. Servants become students or teachers or staff with actual rights and pay. The academy transforms from a vampire-only institution to a place where all three groups can learn together." "That's chaos," Magnus said. But he didn't sound angry anymore. Just exhausted. "Complete upheaval of everything we've built."

The council was listening. “Each pack will choose its representative,” I continued, voice steady again. “They will stay here, in this city, among us. They will help decide how the Academy rises, how the training grounds are shaped, how the taxes are balanced and all other things we will need to do. This kingdom will be no echo of the past. It will be what we build together.” At last, the scarred Alpha rose to his feet. His deep voice broke the silence. “Then let us begin.”

Their eyes ablaze with fury as Finnigan escorts me inside the chambers, a wiry old man sits at the far corner, wrinkles dominating half of his face. The Councils. Affluent parents. Noble bloodlines. Patrons of the Academy. The ones who decide who belongs here—and who doesn’t. The ones who would kick you out without even batting an eyelid were all seated before me, eyes as cold as ice. I scan the room for familiar faces, and I see some students from my class, even Auren, and Lucian were here already, causing me to sigh in relief. The girl who I had almost hurled something at yesterday sits on the other edge with a smirk on her face.

he said as we were excused from his office. "So when do we start??" I asked Ashley as she sighed and walked away. "Tomorrow by 9:00am" then she walked out. Then my phone vibrated . Frost Academy App: you have a new message from @Queen of mean I sighed as I tapped the message and read. Queen of mean : Hey Jace , im sorry for behaving like that in the cafeteria . Dark Assassin:It's alright Tolani, im also sorry for treating you like that. I guess we are even??😁

The Command Hub had been converted into a makeshift tribunal. It was no longer a room for tactical warfare, but for a philosophical one. The High Council Arbitrators sat on a raised dais, their faces stony. In the center of the pit stood Lucian and Thalynn, surrounded by a perimeter of Black-Shield guards whose loyalties were visibly wavering. The entire Academy was patched into the feed. This wasn't just a hearing; it was the Trial of the Century for the caste-driven world they inhabited.

We grabbed my bags and headed inside. The Academy looked peaceful. Students were arriving, greeting friends, catching up on summer gossip. But I could feel something underneath the calm. A tension that hadn't been there before. "Is it just me, or does everyone seem nervous?" I asked. Nova's smile faded slightly. "You feel it too?" "Yeah. What's going on?" "Politics. Lots of politics." She lowered her voice. "After what happened with Malachar, the Council started paying more attention to Silverwood. They've been making changes. New rules. New expectations."