Fairy Tale Academy Novels & Stories

I never got to go there. "You haven't asked him." He shook his head slightly and closed the door. Everly shifted into a beautiful white wolf and began to run toward our house. He jogged around the car and opened the door. It was his favorite car. Blue Mercedes Benz. There are a lot of branded cars in the underground lot. Mostly they are designed by Jasper and his friends, Alessandro and Edward. They are part of 7A. 7A rules the wolves. And Alpha Queen Reina rules them. Everyone has to do what she asks, including me who hasn't ever met her. She's the headmaster of the supernatural academy. The name fits it. The students aren't normal. It's the only academy where all kinds of supernatural crea

Unity and harmony flourished, and the beings of different realms came together, forming friendships and alliances that transcended boundaries. One day, as the hero wandered through the bustling streets of The Enchanted Realm, they encountered a group of young beings gathered around a storyteller. The storyteller was regaling them with tales of the hero's epic journey, the battles fought, and the sacrifices made. The young beings listened with wide eyes, captivated by the tale. "And that, my dear young ones," the storyteller said with a flourish, "is the tale of the hero who embraced their destiny and brought light to the darkest corners of The Enchanted Realm and beyond."

“And that may be true for a lot of fairies. But my family and I are different. We moved away and started a new life. It’s a difficult adjustment…” “It’s always hard going to a new school. This is my second year at this academy and I’m still trying to get used to it.” Her eyes widened. “Second year? How old are you? You look so young, I would have thought it was your first year or something,” she said, staring around my face with an alarmed expression, making me chuckle. “I’m 18,” I answered. “The academy starts at the age of 17,” I further explained. “You’re my age,” she said. “The school of Magic starts at the age of 15. I went there for 3 years before coming here. I’m starting fresh with m

“You never told me how you know so much about my culture.” My lips curved into a smile, a light dancing in my eyes because I’ve never had the chance to speak of my interests. “I’ve always been fascinated by fairytales and since werewolves exist, I figured other beings did as well. I have been privileged enough to attend an academy, and I would often venture into the library in my free time.” Perching his chin on his hand, attentively listening to me. “That is quite adventurous of you, what if your research had failed and no other creatures existed?”

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

[Luna] Today is the start of classes. Ereia and I were currently traveling to the academy where we will be attending. The Enchant Academy. Ereia already finished enrolling and I will enroll later. The entire ride, I was just looking out of the car window. We have already passed by the houses and only tall trees are in view. It took two hours to drive until we arrived at school. The school is comprehensive but the school in Moondrous World was much bigger. But this school is more enchanted by its name.

SERAFINA'S POV : The drive to the school was quiet, when I came down from the car I was amazed by the huge school I saw. "Wow", I said amused. "The name of your new school is Celestia Academy my princess", Papino said. "It is beautiful", I said in awe. "Shall we go inside", Papino said stretching his hands towards me. Alonzo was by my side and so was his father. Celestia Academy is a vibrant and welcoming educational institution, nestled among lush greenery and colorful flora. The building's architecture is a blend of modern and whimsical elements, with curved lines and circular shapes that evoke a sense of wonder and curiosity.

“Try not to stare. They already think you’re feral.” “Hard not to when it looks like someone melted all kingdoms into one hallway,” I shot back, still turning my head at every passing figure. “This is Bloodwright Academy,” he said simply. I still didn’t get it. “That doesn’t explain why I see faeries, goblins, humans — and a werecat — all in one place.” I pointed at a lanky figure with sharp teeth and a twitching tail. It was like I was in another world.

“That does not count as a bedtime story,’’ Babybaby finally found her voice. “It is child,’’ the thunder god answered. “No it’s not’’ Babybaby insisted quite stubbornly. “bedtime stories are supposed to be a nice tales with happy ending, all bedtime fairytales are, like the ones Amaka used to read to me, this one is a stupid story.’’ “Babybaby hush it’’ Orchid started, fearing the frown on Shango’s face. “What is a fairytale?’’ he asked instead. “Well it’s the best story there is, a prince falls in love with a princess, a bad witch not happy with the arrangement pokes nose into the matter, the prince cuts her great big nose with his shiny sword, rides away with his love and everybody lives h