Dreamer Academy Novels & Stories

Streaks of tears began to fall down my face, blurring my vision, but I wiped them off quickly before they could fall freely. I wouldn't fall here, I told myself. Not when I knew what awaited me if I failed. As I kept walking away, Dante's insults fading into the distance, I recalled an announcement I had read on my pack's notice board last week. About Lunaris Academy, the one and best academy in the whole wolf kingdoms that tested the grit and strength of boys and determined who would become alphas or pack betas. The only catch was that it was for boys only, and they were trained far away from the packs, stripped of comfort and forced to become strong or break trying.

I saw fangs and claws and things that looked like they'd been designed specifically to hurt. "Then we take what we're owed by force." Morrigan's voice was still melodic, still cold. "The academy sits on our land. Built without permission, maintained without tribute, defended by stolen magic. If you refuse the bargain, we reclaim what's ours. Every student, every building, every stone soaked in three centuries of blood." "You'd kill everyone?" Elysia's voice came from my left. She'd appeared with Felix, her younger brother still pale and weak but standing. Her emerald eyes were hard. "Hundreds of people, just to collect a debt?"

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.

" Yes,mom. And, guess what? It isn't just me but him too that faces these dreams. He called me Mi Reina, mom. Just like Easton called Minerva his queen always. It slipped from his tongue at first. Everything was going perfectly fine at the college when I heard some screams and painful voices in my head that mde me hold on my head and scream out loud myself because I was able to feel their pain and when I couldn't bear them I fainted. Ace took me to the campus clinic looking so worried and asked the doctor to look at me but that doctor was named Colton. the same Colton I saw in my dreams. During my unconscious state I saw so many things. I saw dimension, burning trees, burning houses, burning

" I've told you a number of times that those things aren't real the are all fake, scammers looking for people to scam. Don't be a victim because I won't sympathize with you" I frowned at what she said but didn't comment on it. She threw her bag at me as I watch her leave the class to God - knows -were probably, trying to go brew up trouble like she do. Since I entered my senior year all I do is to surf the internet looking for scholarship grants but I've never gotten one even if I applied for it but I never gave up hoping that I will get one. This is ss3( senior secondary school three or twelevth grade) and every normal teenager would be trying to enjoy there last year in secondary school bu

🖱️Jayden🖱️ This was so peaceful that for one blessed second I thought I was back home on my own bed. My real bed. The one that hugged my body like it loved me more than any living thing ever had. The one place in the world where I could breathe without dying of anxiety. I sank deeper into the warmth and let out a soft sound. Maybe this nightmare academy was only a fever dream. Maybe I never met a giant werewolf. Maybe no one dragged me across the grounds like a criminal last night.

Akira replied, then down from the guardrail and stood in front of Lee Umji. "It must have been quite a while after waking out of the coma, before she came here, right?" Lee Umji guess thought of something. Akira nodded slowly. "How do you know?" Lee Umji took a deep breath. "I think Kim Hana wrote the Daydream script like a will. But before finishing it, my body fell back into a coma."

"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."

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.

“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. Especially for an American pack member. It’s almost unheard of.”