Dom And Little Academy Novels & Stories

The frightening Dominic. She doubted Dominic even knew she existed. The only time he looked at anyone was to give them his icy glare. Apart from that, he kept to himself. Some said he ran the family business alongside his father. A business that none of them knew what it entailed. But one thing was certain, The Montego family was rolling in dough. The family home had been a castle that got converted into a home. With twenty bedrooms, and four sitting areas. Three libraries, two massive kitchens, a home theater that no one used, and a few other rooms that were locked.

Then Alexander suddenly remembered I existed and turned toward me. “Joanne,” he said gently. These are my closest friends from the academy, Dominic and Lousi. Both men bowed politely. “It’s nice to meet you,” Dominic said warmly. “You can call me Dom.” “And I'm low,” the other added with an easy smile. “Sorry if we scared you. Though honestly, I think you're frightened us too.” “I told you I heard something,” Lou added smugly. Dom rolled his eyes dramatically. “You know who else was right?” He asked.

Dominic was standing there and the second his eyes landed on me, his jaw dropped. "Angel. You look beautiful." Dominic said in awe before stepping in and grabbing me by the waist. I smiled and pulled him down for a peck without thinking. I froze when I realised that kissing Dominic non-sexually and platonically was crossing the invisible line. Although, he didn't seem to mind it at all.

he said. I couldn’t help but nod, because I had no clue why anyone would want Ella Delgado. By calling me that, I realized they didn’t know who they really had. “Please, let me go. I’m a nobody.” He ignored me. “My name is Domenico, and I’m your new god. If I tell you to speak, you speak. If I tell you to suck my cock, you do it. Otherwise there are nasty consequences.”

We needed them to feel all the love the could right now before it was too late to give it to them. I was sitting at Bianca's foot peeling some oranges one afternoon as she asked about the kids, "So, how are the kids? The one's in the boarding house"? "They're great," I replied. "They're both doing really well in school." "That's wonderful," Dan exclaimed from his seat across from me where he was sniffing his snuff. "We're so proud of them. We're so proud of the family that you and Jax have built my dear Ivy" and i smiled at him

As teachers of Werewolf Academy, the couple, Mr. Marjun and Mrs. Soledad Barnes, along with her eight-year old daughter went at the celebration of the Academy because of the success it had achieved. The Academy was recently presented as the top private school in the country, although many are wondering about its name as Werewolf Academy. "Mommy, Daddy, why is the school where you teach called Werewolf Academy? Is it true that there are Werewolves?" the eight-year old Melanie asked on her parents.

I didn't know what gave me the idea to come here, but I knew it was the only place I could be remotely safe. I adjusted my stolen cloak, pulling the hood lower over my cropped hair. I had spent years hearing whispers of Dominion Academy—where elite alphas trained, where only the most ruthless ascended. If I was going to disappear, I needed to do it in the last place anyone would expect to find an omega. And what better place than where alphas are gathered? The entrance was flanked by massive iron gates, etched with the Academy’s emblem, a wolf’s head, crowned in flame. Guards patrolled the perimeter, their presence a silent warning.

she says the words felt like they are meant to Justin, he growled, at me, and I tried to ignore him, he better stay away from me. She kept on talking, shifting to submissives, and dominant again, going over the main academies, it's Dom&Little Academy, and the Submissive Academy, the most two famous ones in our district. When she was done, we were finally allowed to leave, her eyes kept on following me, she even licked her lips looking at me, I wasn't a meal, I made sure to walk quickly to get away from her.

"Alright girls, this is your domitorium," Miss Vera smiled sweetly at the girls, her aura and demeanor emitting warmth and care. The new female students led by the blonde-haired woman were led to the girl's domitorium. Along the way both Evelyn and the girls were visibly stunned at the sophisticated structures built around the school premises, in contrast to her earlier expectations St Donavan Academy was astonishingly large covering at least 500acres of land, strangely too much for a high school she thought.