Garnet Academy Novels & Stories

Even Ethan sat up straighter. The academy was... impossible. That was the only word for it. It rose from the earth like it had been grown rather than built, all spiraling towers and organic curves. The main structure seemed to be carved from a single massive piece of black stone that gleamed red in the setting sun. Hence the name, I supposed. Windows glowed with warm light, and I could see figures moving within—students, maybe, or faculty. The grounds stretched for what seemed like miles, encompassing forests, lakes, and what appeared to be several smaller buildings connected by covered walkways.

And as for this being the final class for the day, there wasn't even a teacher in here. Someone bumped into her, and Ruby felt herself begin to spiral. Spinning around to confront whoever knocked into her, Ruby stopped in her tracks instead as she locked eyes with someone who had the same coloured eyes as her. "Sorry, I'm incredibly clumsy most of the time." The boy grinned, holding out his hand for Ruby to shake. "You must be Ruby? I'm Talon, one of your syndicate mates. We live in the same complex. I promise you I'm not stalking you." Ruby took his hand without hesitation, and her world spun fiercely. For a moment, she could have sworn she was looking at herself through his eyes and he thr

I immediately traded the fruits for the cocoa. "Your mother and I were close when we attended the academy, Le Royal Academy for nobles, royals and knights. Well that was the old academy," Kylen began to explain, his eyes downcast and his gaze afar. "The new academy is called Elverton and it accommodates all," Shane picked up where his father left off. "Its a place where young supernaturals who can't control their abilities or those that are too different to attend human schools or colleges attend. You can also choose to attend with any special circumstances because as I said before Elverton accepts all," Shane spoke passionately about the school. So passionately, I swear he was trying to get

That spot belongs to me. How do I explain this? Should I tell her the truth? Would she be weirded out? She’s from the orphanage system—nothing to her name, no family. That’s how the Academy traps girls like her. They have nothing, and we offer them a life. A luxurious life, one they can't ever refuse. And they take it, because the alternative is starvation. Or worse. "Uhm," I mumble when she turns to look at me. "What?" She asks with a frown.

I asked Lorry who was eating beside me. She stopped eating and roamed her eyes around. “There. With a lot of girls.” I looked at where pointed. And there, I saw Gaven talking to a lot of girls while looking at them playfully. I just shook my head. The so-called playboy. I stood up making they all looked at me in surprise. I smiled. "I'm just going to Gaven," I said goodbye. Angelo just nodded at me.

No Celeste and Remy today—they were already gone to Storm Academy—but their absence felt like a promise more than a loss. Afternoon classes blurred: Supernatural Chemistry (alchemical reactions), Advanced Integration Politics (Accords case studies), and a short homeroom wrap-up. By the final bell, my head was full of formulas and dates, but my heart was steady. Because tonight— Tonight was Ravenna’s. **After Classes – East Tower Garage**

"Ms. Blackthorne, this is Agent Torres with the Department of Supernatural Affairs. We need to speak with you regarding Arwen Blackthorne immediately. We'll be arriving tomorrow morning for a mandatory evaluation. Please ensure the subject remains available for questioning." The line goes dead. "Pack a bag," Margaret says, and her voice sounds hollow. "Only the things that matter. We're leaving in ten minutes." "Leaving? Where are we going?" "To a place that might be able to protect you from what's coming. It's called Blood Moon Academy, and whether you're ready for it or not, that's where you're going to learn who you really are."

As agreed yesterday, me and Aiden went to his academy so I can register. And as expected, his school is not like any other school. It's the school for elite. The Golden Academy. As far as I know they are very much strict with the students they allow to enter. I haven't even passed my credentials yet but they've already accepted me. It's suspicious why such a prestigious academy would allow a girl with no background, but I can only speculate that Hayden has something to do with it.

"This isn't only about learning to control your fire, Sera. It's about surviving long enough to matter. There are records, somewhere in this academy, that still remember her true name. If we could find them, you'd understand your own power far better than I can teach you in a practice yard." "Where would we even look." Oren glanced toward the old stone tower rising at the far edge of the academy grounds, dark windows, ivy climbing the walls in places that hadn't been trimmed in years. "The restricted library," he said quietly. "Which is exactly as dangerous to enter as it sounds, and exactly where we're going to have to go if you want the truth instead of a lesson."

We aren't on the tourist strip; we’re moving through the high-end district where the elite play. Finally, we pull up to a massive black gated academy. This doesn't look like a school for kids; it’s a fortress of marble and ivy. Alec and Matteo guide us out and through the front gates. Inside, there’s a massive arrangement of red velvet seats facing a grand stage. It looks more like a theater for an award show than a school function for kids. People in tailored suits are bubbling around—parents and guardians who look like they belong to the group of elites that can buy Earth.