Fanfiction Umbrella Academy Novels & Stories

Just… I wish I wouldn’t be constantly getting my hopes up. I smooth out the nonexistent wrinkles in my dress as I walk to my office to take a call with the Supernatural Academy. We’re working towards them opening some children for adoption. If the child is young, the parents are dead or have given up rights, then we will consider the child being adopted out. We’ll see how it goes, it becomes more complicated with the Academy because there’s all types of supernaturals there and we don’t want like a dragon to end up with a fairy family or something crazy like that.

“Thank you everyone for celebrating.“ My voice is cheerful and loud, cutting through the chatters. “You all are the best, really.“ Luna and Eva join me on stage. Luna raise her glass. “Cheers to growing older and wiser.“ The guests raise their glasses. “Cheers.“ I take a sip of my wine, beaming. My life is so perfect. So fulfilling. The Moon Goddess has really shown me mercy and bless me abundantly. My name is Lira Hale. I'm twenty, a sophomore majoring in Healing and Herbalcraft, and part of the Moonfang University cheer squad. Moonfang isn’t your average college—it’s an elite, ultra-private werewolf school tucked in the misty hills of Oxford, hidden from human eyes and steeped in ancient p

Their eyes were opened wide with fear,mouths moving with no sound, as if screaming into a void that swallowed every cry. Even the wind had stopped blowing. As if something had reached into the sky and sucked the breath from the world completely. By morning,the truth was no longer hidden. It wasn’t an attack. It was a harvest. Every living thing in the academy,students, professors, birds in the eaves, even the forge’s eternal flame,was being drained of animus, the vital spark that separates flesh from corpses. Magic sparking weakly, like candles in a vacuum. Shadows curled in on themselves. The fire burned cold.

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

Alex Rockefeller was stunned for a moment. The Fairy Doctor chuckled a little. “Well, you’re underestimating the Flying Eagles Academy. The Flying Eagles Academy is the equivalent of America’s royal academy. It’s the main camp in the ancient battlefield, the base that protects America from being defeated. It’s also the power center of the highest authority in America, as well as the birthplace of powerful experts. Even the leaders of America have very high regard for the academy. How could I possibly be the strongest here?” “What do you mean?” Alex asked.