Dark Academia Series Novels & Stories

Neither Hendricks nor Franks seemed capable of looking directly at him—but then, there weren’t many in the pack these days who were. Still, he’d expected better from these two, and he ran his tongue over his teeth just to be sure he was in the clear. “Be careful,” they replied in unison, looking relieved to be passing the situation to him. The milky glow of the nearly full moon caught his eye as Razl made his way toward the vehicle, and his beast gave a lazy stretch beneath his skin, his senses quickening with a primal rush, eager…almost desperate to hunt. He’d been so busy lately he’d ignored his predatory hungers, which was never a smart move—especially for a bloodline as powerful as his.

"I understand that starting a new school can be overwhelming. But you don't need to worry about anything. I'm here to help you and guide you through everything." I smiled weakly, still feeling uneasy about the whole situation. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about Professor Darking, something that he wasn't telling me. But for now, I decided to let it go and focus on my duties as the class representative. After all, I had a lot of work to do if I wanted to make a good impression on my classmates and on the school staff. "He is indeed a vampire," my mind told me. "But he thinks his hypnosis made me forget, so play along Amira. God only knows what he would do discover

Natalia's Pov: "This is FKMD Modras Black FX- 507, and this is M48 Cyclone Tri-Edge Spiraling dagger knife," Mariano explained pointing at two black daggers. Right now we're in Nicolas' office and standing in front of his famous glass cases with too many dangerous weapons. Nicolas was very busy with his work so Mariano and Alexander decided to give me an impressive tour of his office. Nicolas was also in the office but he was too busy to talk and even look at me. He was continuously doing some paperwork. Sometimes I kept throwing quick glances at him but he seemed very engrossed in his work.

I was probably behaving weirdly and I could see he starting to worry. "Yeah, it's just-- I'm cold. Yeah cold." I lied. It wasn't actually a lie since I suddenly felt chilled to the bones. "Oh, hold on for a moment then, we should set up the camps soon its dark after all and this place keeps getting creepier but no worries okay? I've been in forests even late at night and there are no such things as witches or wizards or vamps." He chuckled. He said that to calm me down but down but all I could feel was more fear at the mention of vampire but laughed with him Anyways, she didn't want start acting like a sissy, that was Sadie's and Adrianna's job.

Daniel gulped as his mind shifted to Annabelle. “We trained day and night. Physical and mental training and we started our own mission around Africa. Killing them without mercy. But it was all a waste. The more we killed, the more Luke created. In case you are wondering, he is the first vampire and also the strongest.” “ Guess that explains why wooden stakes and bullets don’t affect him.” Daniel scoffed. Ted spoke up finally. “ They affect him only momentarily. But they don’t kill him as you saw back there.” “What about sunlight?” Daniel asked

My first night back at the Davis estate, sleep was a stranger. The withdrawal hit hardest in the dead of night. Curled up in bed, I shook with chills, my pajamas drenched in cold sweat. Memories assaulted me: my dad getting shot, my mom's last scream, the red liquid Adrian handed me... I remembered my first kill at 18: a traitor. Francis had shoved a gun in my hands and said, "Show your loyalty." I pulled the trigger, and the bullet found its mark.

They laughed. Later, heading to night class, Dre stopped. Ethan sensed danger. “We know you’re out there. Come out and talk peacefully,” Ethan announced. They emerged from the dark, uniforms on, deadly weapons in hand. “Fvck—they’re trying to kill us!” Dre cursed. “We know you’re not rich kids. Blackwood Academy is for rich kids. Our parents didn’t attend school to let street urchins join. We sniffed you out,” one man said, his drug addiction evident.

Jace welcomed everyone to his suite for more drinks. It turned into a sprawl. Towels everywhere. Someone queued music. Someone else poured tequila. They looked like kids at a sleepover except for the way Jace’s hand kept drifting to Lena’s thigh and the way Natalie’s laugh tipped into something feline. “Truth or dare,” Natalie declared. “Oh God,” Lena groaned. “Relax,” Natalie smirked. “We’re adults. We can handle bad ideas.” “Chaos with jobs,” Jace muttered. “Exactly,” Natalie said.

An unmarked envelope slid under the academy door at sunrise, its contents shaking the calm they had fought so hard to build. Dane opened it fast and scanned the pages. "Ezra, you need to see this right now. Old notes from the very first enemy. He hid one last experiment group." Ezra read beside him, eyes sharp. "Back at Shadowpeak and the past bites again. We start the new program today anyway. Help wolves who struggle with shifts. Then we handle this surprise together."

"I'm fine. I just don't want to be alone here." I believe the last part. It's the first part I'm not sure about. "She comes," I say to Draven. He doesn't argue. We move through the corridor in a strange formation — Draven ahead, Marcus appearing from nowhere to fall in beside him, Maya next to me, Elena just behind. The academy at night is a different building than the academy in daylight. The stone breathes differently. The lights in the hallway are lower, and the shadows they leave are the kind that could contain anything.