Friendship Games Acadeca Novels & Stories

Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.

"It's hell on earth, though. Trust me. You wouldn't be able to sleep a wink with them in the same room as you. Remember, this is a competition and everyone wants to be chosen." "Have they ever sabotaged each other?" "Oh, they're going to. This is just the beginning. It's when the last exam is close that things start to get ugly. First, they all act as the best of friends but it's just a strategy to get them to trust each other. You don't know who's a friend and who's a foe. This year is a little different but you never know what Alpha Cadeon will decide. He might have someone in mind but everything could change."

“Not just the queens. Upperclass vamps too. But yeah, the four at the top? They’re the prize patrol. Rules are simple: Rankings update monthly. Points for academics, extracurriculars, ‘social integration’—that’s code for not freaking out around fangs—and whatever mysterious crap the algorithm spits out. Seraphina built the system herself. AI-driven, pulls from campus cams, health scans, even social media if you’re dumb enough to post.” I pulled out my phone, tapped the Bloodmate app that had auto-installed overnight. My profile stared back: Nico Black, 21st, with a progress bar at 45%. Below it, a breakdown—endurance (high, probably from the car wreck survival), adaptability (medium), “intri

“I… I should go.” He chuckled, a low, rich sound that vibrated through me. “Already? The night was so short.” His eyes held a dangerous glint, a challenge. “I have… class prep,” I lied, weakly. My first class wasn't for days, but the lie felt necessary. A flimsy shield. He raised an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. “Of course. Academia calls.” The way he said "academia" made it sound like a dirty word, or a secret joke between us. He knew. He knew I knew.

She holds out a hand eagerly. For a fraction of a second, Troy freezes. Her mind races. Then, she takes the hand. “Uhm… Poppy. My mom calls me Poppy. I don't really like my real name.” Trish laughs, nodding in agreement. “Ugh, tell me about it! Sometimes I wonder what our parents were thinking. Well, Poppy, it's awesome to meet you.” “Thanks, you too.” “I hear everyone is going to the campus club tonight, are you?” Trish asks, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

With no sought of protection talisman again. Mia honestly thought that the protection talisman was to defend against Adrian. In the upcoming confrontation. She could already feel the mark reacting strongly. That means they were going to have a confrontation between each other.. But now they were someone else. That person was deadly. The next day In the academy. The school is filled up with people, students walking towards the podium. Many were eager, while some detested competition like this. Although it was a show to showcase how strong someone was. The rules of the game were simple.

“How about we do something that doesn’t involve tearing each other apart? Games. Jace needs fun, not drama.” Jace grinned faintly. “Yeah, games sound good. As long as it’s not Monopoly. That game ruins friendships.” That earned a reluctant chuckle from Leo, and even Sasha smiled a little. They settled on Cards Against Humanity. For the next hour, laughter slowly replaced the silence. Jace leaned against the pillows, snickering at the ridiculous card combinations. River found himself watching the way Jace’s eyes lit up, the way he relaxed around his friends. Every time their shoulders brushed when River leaned closer, his pulse jumped. He told himself it was nothing. Just the adrenaline of re

They are weapons. ‘For this game, Alpha Academy opens its gates. Lunara Academy will join us, alongside one hundred selected guests from across the territories. A representative from each team will present themselves, will be judged, and ultimately will be chosen. The Alpha who earns the highest favor wins.’ “A beauty pageant?” I muttered. They wanted us to have a beauty pageant for the first game?

"Junior year of college, when that homewrecker confronted you in person, I fought her for you. I was written up by the school because of it. "And now?" Dylan gritted his teeth and stared straight into my eyes. "Just because I have stayed at your place for a few days, you are losing your temper at me like this. "Max Cairncross, after everything I have done for you, can you honestly say you are not ashamed?" Dylan was right. He had done a lot for me. Otherwise, we would never have become best friends for nearly twenty years. But friendship was mutual. I pushed his hand away and met his gaze, word by word.

“There’s going to be an interschool cooperation program with another elite academy.” I peeked one eye out from under the blanket. “And why should I care?” “Because,” River said dramatically, “this academy is girls only and guess who gets to play nice with them?” Luca whistled. “Yup, it’s us, baby.” Alexander rolled his eyes, looking like he regretted being in the same room as us. “Don’t make it sound like a dating show. It’s an academic cooperation,joint projects, activities, blah blah.”