Dom And Little Academy Novels & Stories

“You don’t want Charity to know about the order, and yet you’re going to take her to the heart of it?” “No,” Camilla scolds, her voice cold and annoyed. “We want to take her to the Academy, an international boarding school from which the Order recruits from.” “I’ve heard of the Academy,” Damon nods, easing some of the tension in the air. “It’s prestigious as hell, and damn near impossible to get into.”

“You think he wears diapers? Should I buy a playpen or a —" Lucas sensed his Alpha was nervous. And it was a new finding, he had never known Dom to be terrified of anything before. “You'll be a great dad. Just make sure he's fed and happy. And DJ is an easygoing kid. He's very smart too, must have got it from his mom." Lucas laughed, and a smile lit up Dominic's face. “DJ," Dominic said his name for the first time. “It's obvious what it's short for," Lucas stuffed the turkey leg down his throat. “I bet his name is Dominic Junior.” He burped and then sucked on his ten fingers.

Something in her tone made Adrian glance at her, but she quickly changed the topic. "So, what’s the deal with this school? Always heard about it before I moved." A proud grin played on Adrian’s lips. Dominion high was no ordinary high school. "Let’s just say, we don’t lose often," he said. "We’ve got national championships in football, basketball, and track. Robotics team placed first at the International Tech Summit. Debate team’s basically untouchable. Even the drama club has awards for best performances in state competitions." "No wonder this place has a reputation."

I say, and pull my hand back first because his grip was warm and dry and unsettling in a way I can't explain. My mom is glowing. She's wearing the earrings she only wears when she wants to impress someone, and her hand is on Dominic's arm, and she's telling me about how they met at a faculty event and how he teaches Advanced Literature at Ashworth – which is my university, which is fine, everything is fine – and then she says the thing that makes my stomach drop. "His son Knox is about your age, actually. He dropped out of school about a year ago, but Dominic's convinced him to re-enroll at Ashworth, so you two will be on the same campus! Isn't that great?"

"When? How? With who?" Dominic raised a furrowed brow at the shocked woman. Elizabeth let out a nervous chuckle realizing how ridiculous she sounded. "I apologize for the outburst, Sir. I was just shocked that you have kids that I know nothing of" She bowed slightly. Yet, the curious woman couldn't help but ask "But how, Sir?" "I mean, no kid schooling in Westwood Elementary High goes by the surname Hartless or Dominic so which kids are you talking ab..." "Leon and Shantel Throndsen. I'm here to pick them up" Dominic quickly interrupted. Elizabeth became more confused.

Feeling Principal Dom’s anxiety, Gilbert chuckled and said, "I believe that you can definitely deal with it. I didn't call you to make you deal with this, and I want to inform you that after the two elders found out about this, they immediately left for Academy of art University." Dom: "…" Damn! He was wrong, he could not treat Anna as George’s fiancée. He should treat her as the granddaughter-in-law of the Wolf Family! "Alright, alright, I know now. I'm already reaching the school," Dom said hastily and told them that he would wait at the entrance of the school. "The Wolf elders want to be low-key, and they do not want to create a ruckus over this, so please don't make it too big or grand,"

As I got in I quickly changed up and showered. As I came out, I realized none of my clothes were in his room. I went over to his wardrobe to check if I could just wear anything from there. And I saw a baby picture of Dominic. It looked so familiar and I tried so hard to remember. And suddenly it flashed my mind. Is Dominic Domdom? My mouth widen in surprise as it corresponded to his name Domdom was my crush back then in kindergarten, when we were so little. We made a promise to grow up healthy and get married together. I couldn't believe he was the one.

I really wanted to make this work, for that girl who had been told she wouldn't amount to nothing. Our stories sound alike, although he had wealthy parents, he had struggled to make sure that he created a name for himself and he had done just that. Within. Within the span of two years, Maclina was a giant tech company with major prototypes and patents which they oversaw. Throwing a fist in the air, I threw a glance at my surroundings, tiptoeing to the balcony which had an infinity pool attached to it. I swallowed, willing myself to be calm as my dream to own an apartment just as fine as this wasn't so far off.

“It’s about the twins.” My shoulders tensed slightly, instinctively wary. “What about them?” He pulled his iPad closer and tapped it awake. “School.” He scrolled through a few options before turning the screen toward me. “I’ve been looking into good ones. Thought you’d want to decide together.” I stared at the glowing screen. The photos were bright and happy—children in colorful uniforms, classrooms filled with books, teachers kneeling beside smiling students. “This one’s close,” he continued, pointing to a small, nature-based academy. “Low student-teacher ratio, really big on emotional development and arts. They even have a garden program. Amelia would love that.”

Her expression softened immediately and she watched as Dominic reached into his pocket, pulling out a folded notebook where several pages protruded from inside. "What is that?" She asked. He handed it over. Althea opened it and immediately her eyes widened at what she is reading. Names of schools with their programs. Curriculum comparisons. Security assessments. Teacher-to-student ratios. Architectural layouts. Emergency medical response capabilities. Playground safety. Even travel times from Blackstone. Althea slowly looked up. "You visited them." "Just four school.” Dominic answered with a nod. "You visited four schools?" "I already eliminated two." He replied.