Demigods Academy Novels & Stories

“What are you talking about?” Blakeney met James’s accusing glare placidly. “Everyone who either goes to this school or has graduated from this school is a descendant of a demigod. That makes them descendants of the gods themselves. You belong here, James, and they are like you in that you, yourself, are a descendant of the gods.” James shook his head and felt his face contort as he took this in, sweeping from anger, to confusion, to hurt, before eventually landing on utter disbelief. “I don’t believe you.”

Grace and I get summoned After Asmodeus tapped his amulet Lucifer appeared immediately wondering what was so urgent. After we explained what had occurred he pulled Grace over and asked about Jim and his mother. He wanted to know who she was and where she flew in from and what she had said that made Jim call off the wedding. After what she told him Lucifer concludes that she must be a vodú priestess and knowledgeable about demon summoning. I furrowed my brow not familiar with any of this weird shit. I looked at Grace and shook my head.

I just noticed now how stressed and exhausted he looks. He showed us the old boom that he was holding, "This is an old book from my ancestors, a diary that all witches used to have in the dark ages, but now has a limited copy as it becomes forbidden for how powerful the knowledge it holds." He opened the book and showed us the page where a sketch was displayed. "It states here that all Guardians are chosen by the Oracles, an order from the Moon Goddess. Oracles did follow what they were told." Really? If the Oracles are following orders from the Moon Goddess, then how come they were one of those who ended the Guardians as well when they should've helped them?

Besides that I've also heard that Omega is shunned because it brings bad luck. But Gabriel's little brother ... Cameron Adler, looks nothing like I imagined.

I stand up from my mat, which I am kneeling on now to say my daily prayers to the gods. Goddess Dicha Please give me joy and happiness in the palace; help me relate in peace with everybody else. Give me the strength to push through anything. O god, I'm going to your son's palace. This is the first time I've had this thought in this exact way. I am going to be serving in the palace of the son of Cre, the Creator. My mind is rambling; I can't concentrate on a single thought. Our kingdom, like most other kingdoms, is ruled by a demigod; our king, King Zao, is said to be the favorite son of the god Cre. I have never met a demigod. How would he look? All I've heard are stories of him and his temp

It’s said to cry only when the veil between worlds tears. I placed my hand on its cold iron. And triggered the academy’s fear with my powers. The sound wasn’t loud, but it was soul-breaking One note filled with fear broke through the air. Windows cracked, students screamed, and the Hearthstone flared gold in alarm. Within seconds, the academy emptied. Students ran into the courtyards, professors shouting orders, healers dragging the weak ones. Morwen stumbled out of her tower, robe half-torn, hair wild, clutching the megaphone like a lifeline.

Val stood near the academy gates like she was about to run away. Again. The sight of her there—small against the massive stone archway, silver moonlight catching the edges of her hair—made something in my chest twist violently. The wards hummed low around the boundary of Dominion Academy, faint silver lines flickering through the air whenever someone got too close. They pulsed with ancient magic, designed to keep threats out. And keep students in. Beyond them stretched Sage Woods—dark, endless, dangerous.

"At the gathering. Yes, I know you warned me this might happen. No, I'm not ready to discuss it yet. But you were right. The signs are becoming impossible to ignore." I creep out of my room and position myself at the top of the stairs where I can hear better. Margaret is in her bedroom now, and her voice is getting more strained. "The girl needs training. She needs guidance. She needs people who understand what she actually is, because I clearly don't. You said the academy could help. You said they specialized in situations like this." My stomach drops. Academy. Training. Understanding what I am. "I know they were supposed to wait. I know the plan was to give her a normal life for as long as

The factions betrayed the alliance, and she was surrounded. Why are you whispering, I said this is not a real thing" She laughed. Humans, of course, are real, and you’re the only human in the Academy. What? I don’t understand… I’m a shifter. See the two women there? That’s Astrid, the most powerful witch in the academy, and she’s popular, has wild red hair, always wears a collection of silver rings on her fingers, and people say she can charm anyone. Her followers, Valira and Cordelia, are both she-wolves and come from a royal lineage. Valira is tall with sharp blue eyes, often wearing her hair in a long braid, while Cordelia has jet-black hair and quiet confidence. The three of them are alw

Including my grandmother, Selene. Medros, the former god of vampires began. “Today, we gather to reward our kind. A thing of joy for them and for us as a whole. It is pleasing to see that young gods and goddesses are taking their responsibilities seriously and because of this, we are gathered to make them part angels.” He stretched out his hand and a bowl of water appeared in it. “We shall begin with a goddess we have never had since the beginning of time. She, like none other have been devoted to her people and has carried out her responsibilities like a true goddess. Caidyn Romero, demigod of Night and Shadows, please step forward.”