Dreamer Academy Novels & Stories

With superhearings, everything seemed to be at your ear's disposal. "Welcome back, Vesper," Rosemary, one of the Restaurant's waiters, grinned. She moved in for a hug, which I accepted, and then her eyes flickered to Kelani. Rose was a werewolf as well. In fact, she was one of the alumni of the academy. Many of the students in the academy had nowhere else to go after finishing their studies. They were orphans or just abandoned kids by their parents after the latter realized they had special abilities. So, the Academy had made a special spot for those and anyone who intended to stay instead of going to the real world to explore other possibilities.

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

Her hair was brown, down to her waist but when she stared at the crowd, she had no pupils in her eyes. “Gather ye, new comers,” she grinned. “Welcome to the Academy of the Damned, where your soul comes to learn what it is to perish.” There was a small band of what seemed to be demons behind her. “I am Alstra, your let's say caregiver for today. I am required to tell you little imps everything about the academy.” Finally, I could understand what the fuck my mothers has sent me to. “Now, I can smell something weird here,” she smiled, her grin showing razor-like teeth. “My my my,” she dropped to the ground and began waddling through the crowd.

Aria fell into sleep with Liora drowsing in her cradle beside the bed and Kael’s hand resting over hers. She dreamed. In the dream, the academy stood finished—a broad, solid building with wide windows and an open yard. Morning sunlight poured through the high panes, warming stone that had once only known Moon‑cold shadow. Pups of all ranks and colors spilled across the training field. Some tumbled in wolf form, yipping and rolling. Some sparred with wooden blades, laughing when they missed. Others argued over a scroll under a tree, fingers jabbing at lines of text instead of at each other’s throats.

SKYLA. Midnight Academy. Home to the annoying hormone-ridden spawns of the supernatural. One of the four schools founded by my own father, a place meant to make us fit in, to feel at home, to be ourselves. Only that depends on what is considered the norm for the supernatural. I’m one-of-a-kind, or two if you add my father. No one knows exactly what I am, but they fear me. I can see it in their eyes, smell it reeking off them.

she moans out like it's a nightmare. I watch her, and I am trying to wake her up, and nothing is working. If I could guess, either she is dreaming that, or some witch is keeping in slumber but with her nightmares. Amanda P.O.V I am stuck in my dream. At first, it was so wonderful, and it showed what our babies would look like, and then my dream went down years. I'm a Junior in High School, and the Cheerleaders Vickie, Steph, and Captain Vanessa. I sit in the girls’ bathroom, doing some reading when they all come

"A hunky human boyfriend and two handsome ghosts who have the hots for you, one of which is a Viking, I used to drool over that show when it was on TV." I throw a pillow at her and she laughs. "This isn't a mini-series, this is my life." "Right." She sits up, straightening her shoulders. "And who is the new ghost by the way?" "Not sure. He looks like one of the paintings on the wall." She snaps her fingers. "That's where I've seen him before. I didn't get a good look at him before as I was at a distance. That's Benjamin Davers. He's the founder of the Academy."

How are you, Myung-dae? Choi Dea cleared her throat, breaking the mutual stare with him. His voice was husky and pleasant, it sent another motion of tingle through her body. 'Why am I feeling like this? Myung-dae followed his gaze to her, then grinned again. He waved his hand to introduce her to him, "This is Miss Rachel Choi, the CEO of Dream Shade.... Before he could say anything more, Sung-ho stood up from his chair, never taking his eyes off her. He wanted to see her from more closer, as close as possible, he thought

There will be a man that will fetch you tomorrow for you to be able to go here. ~HeadMistress Rei' I immediately folded the paper after reading what’s inside of it. Magisch Academy huh? What a weird name? Should I accept it or not? What if it’s a scam? Or a trap from my enemies? But do I have a choice? I no longer have a school to go to and I especially do not want to stop studying.

he asked looking directly into my eyes. “I guess it’s a mystery we will never be able to solve?” I replied. If I could read his mind, I’m sure he would be like just tell me this your name so I could drop all this problem on your head. Mother given name has never been used by Dreamers, it’s one of the rules that makes us different from other people who can travel through realms. If your real name was to be discovered, you would be locked up in a building and all your colleagues problem would be placed into your hands to solve for them and for centuries those that have fallen prey to divulging their names have always died before solving even one person’s problem. Well only one person has falle