Fortune Academy: Book Novels & Stories

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"What's even more peculiar is that the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book led my father to the Apocalyptic Book and taught him the technique of Fate Extraction, while the Apocalyptic Book can only be unlocked by someone with the Ascended Dragon Fate. My father's subsequent experiences gradually forced him into a position where he had no choice but to sacrifice himself to protect me. This compelled him to transfer his fate to me and arrange for Raymond to deliver the Apocalyptic Book to me 20 years later. Do you think this might all be part of an elaborate trap?" A trace of horror flashed across Vera's face. Her eyes widened as she blurted out, "Are you implying that all of this was deliberately

I slowly went to sit on the sofa, on the spot where he was sitting some time ago. I stared at the first book. A yellowed cover, almost a few decades old, lay inconspicuously on top of the other books. I should divert my mind. What if Janet’s vision is wrong? I have never met an oracle until today, but I have heard that not everything they say is written in stone. Having nothing better to do or think about, I picked up the first book titled ‘Renaud pack’s Rise and Fall’ which was written by Al Mauvin.

That’s what they’d promised him. He adjusted the collar and stared at his reflection one last time. But underneath the uniform, nothing had changed. The scars were still there. The halls of Caelron Academy were grand, lined with glowing crystal sconces and towering archways of white stone laced with ancient enchantments. Magic hummed faintly in the air, as if the building itself were alive—watching, waiting. As Elarion walked through, the murmur started. Low at first. Then spreading.

She worked with a writing coach to strengthen her narrative voice and structure. By the twins' third birthday, she had a complete manuscript: "From Coffee Spill to Policy Hill: One Woman's Journey from Poverty to Purpose." "That's a terrible title," her editor said kindly during their first review call. "But the book itself is extraordinary. Let's workshop the title, but the content is powerful. You've written something that's going to resonate with a lot of people." They landed on a better title: "Spillover: How One Accident Changed Everything." The cover featured a coffee cup tipped over, coffee forming a path that led forward. Simple, evocative, perfect.

It’s what’s in them that matters, and I have to prepare myself for what’s coming. As I prepare for a teaching session, I get a sense of dread in my stomach. These kids don’t know how motivated Millicent is to get Ora. As I think about the attack on the farm, I don’t notice that Carson’s t-shirt gets caught on the point of a sword. “How do men train in these?” I say as I walk outside into the daylight to see how big the hole is. Hoping I haven’t ruined the borrowed garment.

Billy was clearly in too much of a hurry. He blurted out, "It's a coincidence! Pure coincidence! Here—I'm not gonna take advantage of you for nothing. Take this book and study it. It'll give you a solid foundation in soul-related knowledge." With that, Billy tossed a worn, coverless book onto the table and bolted like a madman, as if the Phaeron Codex might vanish if he did not get there in time. Felix still had his doubts, but his curiosity shifted toward the book. He sat down, opened it, and began reading.

And I hated just how natural command looked on him, and how much I understood why they obeyed. My hand found a spine I had not meant to touch. The Lunar Trials: Forgotten Queens of the Northern Packs. I read the title twice before my fingers closed around the book. Forgotten queens. The word lodged in my throat like a promise. The cover was heavy, dark blue leather, silver faded to pewter. When I opened it the scent of old paper rose up, dust and ink and something older. I found myself getting lost as I stared at the page for a second, and it was then that I genuinely forgot that I was in the Alpha’s office at all.

But I can’t bring myself to regret a thing and I will always be grateful for the day that Bellamy came knocking on my door and for every day I have surrounded by my strings of fate. -------------------------------- Author's note: Thanks for reading, my new book A Human's Guide to Surviving Magical Mishaps is updating and you're welcome to read it!"

Matagal na rin kasi ang librong ‘to. ‘Book of Wisdom & Prophecy’ ‘Yan ang title ng libro. Hindi ko pa ata nababasa ‘tong libro dahil ngayon ko lang nabasa ang title. In-open ko ang libro sa first page. ‘Here lies the secrets of The Empire, including the words of the Prophecy.’ It piqued my interest, Fantasy book ba ito? I don’t really like fantasy stories, but this one felt different. It's like building a connection through me.