Divine Academy Novels & Stories

He inched closer like he was approaching a wild animal. To be frank, maybe I was. It felt like my heart was about to climb out of my chest. “Why am I really here?” “Exactly what I told you. We’re trying to help you and figure out why your mark is different.’ “What’s it to you what happens to me anyway?” “Because if you run wild you could become a danger to humans.” He paused. “You could die if you don’t know how to contain your magic or the change. That’s what the academy is for. It’s to help you manage all of it.”

"Just once. Show the new kids that alphas have feelings too." "Alphas have one feeling. Dominance." Marcus laughs like I'm joking. I'm not joking. I've spent the last seven years making sure everyone at Blood Moon Academy understands exactly what I am and exactly what happens if they challenge me. Smiling would undermine all of that work. The gates swing open and the first batch of arrivals start filtering through. New students are always the same type. Nervous humans with one supernatural parent, looking for answers. Vampires who move like they're calculating the distance to every exit. Younger shifters who still think being at an elite academy means they're special.

Maelik said. “I know.” “That alone is enough to make half the Dominion think the academy is on fire.” “It nearly was.” Maelik’s gaze slid toward him. “I heard.” Of course, he had. Nothing truly stayed contained at Blood Oath Academy, least of all a summoning gone wrong in the central ritual chamber. Theron kept his eyes on the grounds below. “Then you know I had other priorities.” Maelik was silent for a moment. Then, “The girl.” not a question. Theron’s jaw tightened. “Her name is Virelle.”

The roof leaked in interesting patterns, and the concrete floor stayed cold enough to keep the nightmares at bay most nights. My name is Nico Black. Twenty-one. No family. No future. Just scars that mapped out every place life had kicked me and a high school diploma that meant exactly nothing in a world still limping after the Swarm War. I found the letter two days ago, slipped under the warped metal door like it belonged there. Black envelope. Crimson wax seal shaped like thorns wrapped around a drop of blood. BludHeaven Academy. The vampire school. The one that had started letting humans in after the Integration Accords turned everything upside down.

Monty, who was an old man by now but still the hero of this new world, knew that he couldn't leave the world like this and so he spent the remainder of his life building a special academy. In this academy, he, along with his dearest and most trusted friends, taught people not only how to use their gifts better but also how to combat the animals. Monty developed classes and courses in the hope that he could train what he called fighters, people with gifts, to protect and defend the world from the mutated animals. He made sure that they were all properly taught and trained before being given special jobs and missions that would force his fighters to journey into the Wild. As Monty started his

“I never pity you, Avery. Because you’re my Luna, and I know that my Luna would always be a great warrior. My Goddess…” I am… Alpha Duke’s Goddess. “I’m not allowing you to study in college again, because you have more responsibility here. You will soon act to your obligations as my Luna and the Lycan’s Luna Queen.” Duke looked outside the veranda of his office. “But if you don’t really feel safe… you can continue your studies while doing your job here.” I clutched the hem of my dress before I slowly nodded at Duke. “T-Thank you…” I whispered to him. “C-Can I leave now?”

Like in occasions like this one right here when the Dark Academy gives us tasks or assignments. The Dark Academy is a special school for witches. Those who know this call it the dark academy but for humans, they know it to be "Elite high." To mortals, it's supposed to be this fancy school that only a select few go to, but the only people who ever get admitted into the school are witches and warlocks. Everyone who attends is a witch, the studenrs, teachers, everyone. We know very well how to keep our secret from the rest of the world.

Athena’s Sacred Tree Academy–or simply AST Academy to its students–was not only known for its silver-gray uniforms or the logo depicting a large, white owl with an olive branch on its beak but for its topnotch teaching and picturesque school buildings that the students and staff alike enjoy; popular and well-spoken despite the fact that it was still considered as one of the newest academy’s to be built in the country… it only goes to show just how well its reputation precedes itself. It was an international academy after all; and the academy welcomes anyone with a love for learning no matter what their race, their religion and socioeconomic status with open arms. The academy was beautiful an

“Don’t forget that we have a class meeting in the dining hall for lunch, be there or be square!” Layla groaned and grabbed her backpack as she made her way down the hall to head to lunch. _____________________________________________________________________ Layla sat with Perse and Javier, slowly eating from her fruit bowl as Dr. Thalia stood before their student body. “Today we will have the upcoming Divine Convergence!” She announced from her podium. The sounds of cheers filled the room. She waited for everyone to quiet down again. “This will be your chance to show honor to your Houses. By showing your power, “ she said looking around the crowd expectantly. Her eyes lingered on Layla a lit

I put on a plain blue dress and rushed to the school. Salvation Academy is a school for all supernatural beings and the humans that serve them. The human world isn’t aware that we exist, but some humans have been brought into the world of dragons. Those who have been tend to be servants and will never rise above that station. Unfortunately, even the humans want nothing to do with me, so I keep my head down and focus on my courses, biding time, until I can enact my plan to disappear after I graduate. If I could leave sooner, I would, but any who tried in the past, were hunted down; the rest of their time here was made worse than the hell they tried to escape from. I was fortunate to have the