Dungeon Academy Series Novels & Stories

Raven I'm sitting inside the library again, watching the rain pour down from the sky together with my pack. Glass windows display how heaven is opening up, allowing water to pour down. Hayden, Blake, and I are planning to visit another school to see if they have students that have gone missing. The problem is that outside Magic Academy's borders, all game is fair. Alina and Blake's old pack could attack us without consequences. Hayden is staring down at the map over the dark forest. His fingers are interlocked, making him resemble Mr. Burns from the Simpsons, a hot blonde version.

Dorothy and I continued asking more questions, and before long, we were able to acquire a preliminary knowledge of this academy. The academy of the Acorn Valley had nine professions, in accordance to the nine cities. And it's the same way in the other two empire-like kingdoms of the Phantom Dynasty. So far, I've only known two professions, beast taming and thaumaturgy. The former is known for their ability in taming all sorts of savage beasts, according to their respective powers. The thaumaturgists, on the other hand, were completely different.

Me, I didn't know what I am or what I want to be, there's all kind of dragons, fire, water, ice, smoke, grass. Now was the time I would be sent to school, not the regular school I just go to and come back home, this the Dragon Academy, the one where I'll hopefully meet my mate who'll teach me how to shift, so I can kick my older brothers bum-bum. "Enough with the pout Kaiden, you'll love school. It's where me and dad met" mom says, the first words were said with firmness but then the last ones were said with a smirk, making dad blush, great she made dad blush now.

They were his allies in this game, and together, they would execute the plan flawlessly. Little did Horacio know that he was walking into a carefully orchestrated trap. Max had meticulously planned every move, every conversation, to manipulate him and expose his true colors. It was a game of psychological warfare, and Max was determined to emerge as the victor. The night wore on, and Max's mind buzzed with anticipation. The stage was set, and the battle had begun. He would navigate through the intricate twists and turns of this revenge, leaving Horacio shattered in his wake. With a renewed sense of purpose, Max raised his beer and proposed a toast to friendship and loyalty. His friends clink

Before I could start to cry, Gabe ran out, all legs and arms and thick curly hair, and helped me up. "You'll be okay," he'd said, brushing off my knees. "Shake it off." "The academy is a place for them to learn about the supernatural, train, and gain strength. They've been learning - though they didn't know it at first - how to help, hunt, and kill supernatural creatures of all kinds in case any of them came after my boys or, more specifically, you." I lifted my glass to take a drink and stiffened. "Why would anything else be after me?"

“It connects you to the internal magic grid. Check schedules, navigate halls, post on the Gravemire feed, or message instructors. Do not drop it.” I nodded slowly, my eyes wide. “So… magical F******k and G****e Maps had a baby and now it lives in my hand.” “Correct.” He gestured. “Orientation begins now. Move along.” Like cattle. Like property. Like I belonged to them. I clutched the bag and my smart thingie and followed the shuffle of students down a glowing hallway. We poured into an auditorium the size of a cathedral, with glowing runes carved into the stone walls and chandeliers made of bones. Yeah. Freaking bones. I sat between a girl with feathers instead of hair and a guy with midnigh

I asked. His eyes met mine again. “I am trying to keep a war from starting inside my academy before breakfast. Do not mistake that for permission.” “Good enough for me,” Rowan said, grabbing my hand. We ran. The academy grounds looked different in daylight, but not better. Last night, everything had been drenched in blood moon light and screaming. This morning, the brick buildings and stone paths looked too clean, too normal, like the world was trying to pretend it hadn’t cracked open and shown us the monster underneath. Students were already peeking from windows and doorways, their faces pale, their whispers following us like gnats. I caught pieces of words as we sprinted past the side of t

Kael roared, shifting fully into his massive wolf form and charging the horde to buy them time. Damien shadow-stepped forward, tearing through enemies with deadly grace. Serena raised her hands, violet magic exploding outward in a protective dome. For one brief moment, as monsters closed in from all sides, the three of them stood together — backs almost touching. The university had fallen. And the real nightmare was only beginning. As the protective dome flickers under the weight of hundreds of infected, Kael’s wolf form growls a single question through the link forming between them: “Who the hell was that man at the gate?”

“I just got dragged through a hole in reality, forced into a blood ritual, and now I’m apparently living in a haunted castle. Whatever this is between you two—schedule it.” That earned her a few looks, one of them… almost amused. Kaeldryn’s gaze returned to her. “You adapt quickly.” "Or I’m still in shock,” she said. “We’ll find out.” He tilted his head slightly, studying her again. “You’re not.” Before she could respond, a sharp sound cut through the courtyard, a bell, low yet resonant. It echoed across the academy, rolling through the stone and into the air like a warning.

Yet about the time that she opens her mouth to decline is the same time that Hunter comes over to Adam and tugs on his shirt. “Yeah, buddy?” Adam asks the child with a big smile. “Liam says you got a dungeon here in your castle! Is he lying?” Hunter asks Adam with a serious frown. “He's not lying to you. I do have a dungeon. It's right below us.” Hunter's eyes go wide as saucer plates and his mout forms an astonished 'oh' for a moment before the excitement sets in. He bounces up and down on his heels begging, “Can I please see it? Please?”