Coven Academy Novels & Stories

I hold back the full plan, still unsure how much to share. “Understood,” she replies. “I’ll have the coven ready to move at a moment’s notice. It’s safest not to announce anything—we’ve had internal issues, and the last thing we need is a leak warning Moulsa. I’ll frame it as a training exercise until the last second. The leaders agree this is the best approach.” So their coven has a hierarchy like ours—Alphas, Betas, Deltas? “You suspect a mole?” I ask, frowning. If true, this could jeopardize everything.

This is a school purely for rich men. This academy is built for men. It breathes men. Every corner reeks of power, of legacy, of cruel ambition handed down through generations. These halls are lined with gilded portraits of male rulers, innovators, dictators—men who shaped the world with their iron will and razor-sharp minds. The boys here are trained to follow in their footsteps. Economics. Politics. Law. International strategy. Warfare. Linguistics. Sports. Negotiation. Technology. They are handed the knowledge of the world like it's their birthright.

I decide to go to the bathroom which is the farthest from my class, hoping that when I get back Eric and Jenna have finished talking about Prom. The back of our school is directly adjacent to the Pepperwell forest, even though there is a guard rail but in certain parts it has been damaged. The few kids who wanted to smoke or skip classes usually did so while hiding in the Pepperwell woods.

I muttered, and he suddenly held onto my body. “Don’t be sorry, Cat, it wasn’t your fault, and I am sure she is happy that you’re the one who gained her heart, our Luna’s heart.” He whispered to my ears as I begin to cry in his arms. When the night came, Elm need more time to recuperate, we decided to leave him in the hotel, while Zahra, Ash, and Monarda accompany us to Sergei Coven. Acacia and her mate, Dianthus, were already waiting at the front door. The coven is a Victorian gothic-style mansion with old and new characteristics. We enter the mansion and get escorted into the basement. I was a bit surprised to see the basement is more modern than the mansion itself.

However, the focus of a private coven is generally on quality over quantity, with an emphasis on close relationships and individualized instruction. Members of a private coven typically have a deep respect and reverence for nature and the natural world. They may perform their rituals and ceremonies outside, under the light of the moon or stars, or in a specially designated ritual space. This space may be decorated with natural objects such as stones, crystals, or plants, and may be outfitted with an altar or other magical tools.

The Cove is a popular gathering place for the different shifter packs, the loosely related groups that form inside the larger werewolf community. The core six Underground members, plus any gang members that want to join, will form a pack after graduation, adding mates and members as time goes on. We’re a proto-pack, just beginning to form. The six of us plan to stay at Crescent, taking advantage of the performance facilities, art galleries, and University Press to showcase our work, getting jobs at the University, and mentoring young wolves. We’re already on academic paths to set us up when we graduate. We'll continue to run the Underground as a secret society for young werewolves.

After Jasmine, Dorian, and I had breakfast, I headed down to the conference area. There was a big meeting with all of the supernaturals, where we discussed whose realm would be created next. Once that was finished, Coco came by my office. As the headmistress of the Academy, she was in charge of everything, but she asked that I speak with one of my vampires, a young worker vampire who changed just before I defeated Sharra. The council, which included Professor Pops, Heathcliff, Cindy, Coco, and I, agreed to let Valencia attend the Seven Magics Academy.

¯\_ಠ_ಠ_/¯ Indeed, we flew for a few hours more, not slowing our pace down. Probably, it was almost daybreak by now. Through that, Morris told me more things about Luminozenko: what should I do and not do and about the school training them to be knights, respectively called Kozen Akademis. I didn't bother asking what the hell that meant. Kozen Akademis trains people starting from the age of seventeen or eighteen and graduating at twenty-one. Four years, like some college courses on Earth (Morris told me she was in her fourth). Then, another year of training under which army you want to join.

“Second to the Supreme. A coven is ranked from highest to lowest, beginning with the Supreme, then the Grand Vampire, then the High Vampire. The rest were addressed in ordinal numbers, beginning from the Fourth down to the last member. A coven usually has twenty-two members, but sometimes it can exceed depending on the Supreme’s decision.” Romaine’s explanation already left her wholly astonished and fascinated. She never knew that a vampire has its own “battalion” ranking. I thought that those kinds of titles only exist in the military. Rozelyn then shifted her gaze to Cyrill. He was absolutely and heavenly handsome with his long-sleeved black polo with blue stripes on its long sleeves and o

The bond between the soulmates and the coven members had been sealed in a magical moment of love and acceptance, setting the stage for a future filled with endless possibilities and shared moments of joy and growth. And as the last notes of laughter and conversation faded into the night, the coven members lingered, savoring the warmth and connection that bound them together. In that moment, they knew that they had found not just a community, but a family that would stand strong and united, guided by the wisdom of Mary and the primal strength of Dean, ready to face whatever challenges and triumphs lay ahead with hearts intertwined in a tapestry of magic and love.