Novel & Cerita Golden Light Academy

This goes on for an hour or so before she visibly relaxes and her eyes open, returning to their normal golden color, then fluttering closed. "It will be best for her to stay in for a little bit longer and for you to start training her to handle these episodes as they will become more frequent. Most younglings learn to handle these episodes in school, and, unfortunately for her, she will have to learn as they come. With all due respect, she is a lot like you. Especially, for her episode to be this bad and come on this soon, before her 16th birthday." As much as I hate to admit it, the elder is right, and I feel bad that Naomi is at a disadvantage compared to AJ, who had time to learn how to h

she says petting my head. "Lilith, where are we?" I ask her instead, I still had no idea where I'm, I just woke up here. "In Light&Fire academy, it's a school for dom and submissives," she says but I knew that. "I mean where are we? What country is this?" I ask her, are we still in London? US? Europe? "It's the land of dreams," she answer me with a wink, but I just glared at her. "Lilith, I'm serious, where are we?" I ask her again.

CHAPTER 19 Golden High. As the name suggests, Golden High School is indeed like gold. The boarding-based school was too precious for its owner. It was like a treasure. Not only because many of the children came from wealthy families, but also because Golden High School would be dominated by investors who were willing to spend millions of dollars just for an annual event. By the way, Golden High School had some formal rules that everyone in it had to abide by. One of them is that students must enter the dormitory before ten o'clock at night. The main lights in the dormitory will be turned off at ten o'clock at night. And the security guards would make their rounds at eleven o'clock, to make s

I stared at the massive building in front of me. The old architecture sprang an eerie, imposing feeling. Ten tall towers adorned the perimeters of the school’s main building. Three-storey high, SilverMoon Academy sat on a large piece of land surrounded by an enormous garden that’s better suited for a palace instead of a school. Located in the outskirts of the SilverMoon Pack, the school was founded by Alpha Malrec SilverMoon at the beginning of the 14th century to provide education for the wolves that later served in his court. They had the harshest and most closed-off entrance rates in the country. To this day, SilverMoon Academy or SMA, accepts only one percent of the intelligent and rich

Kathal explained. Kathal doesn’t even need to say the names of the trainers. We all know who they were. The Golden Realm Academy is in the territory of the Silver Moon pack. I might be the king of the lycans, but everyone knows who lives within that pack. The school was founded and is run by the beta female of the pack and her sister. Neither are wolves, but every supernatural being in any realm knows who they and their brother are. All the packs on the west coast are left alone. I have never had any issues with them, and I let them do what they need to do. I know Alpha Dustin well, and he has never given me a reason to have to go there. He calls me if he needs my help, but that has

“I’m just a history major who spends so much time in the archives making research.I can’t fight whatever you are against Karl He walked towards his desk and picked up a brown journal that had the same wolf knot symbol . It looked like generations after generations had laid their hands on the journal.You can make your research. It’s way more important than you know. The order of the Silver Knights has been operating in the shadows for centuries-but they leave some traces.Old write ups,coded letters,record of disappearance that were written of as disappearance and accidents.

“Allow us to reintroduce ourselves. I’m Professor Alaric D’Arcy, and this is Professor Terra Geode, and we would cordially like to invite you to study at Nox-Luminis Academy.” “Nox-Luminis? What’s that?” Layla asked, tilting her head to the side. “It’s the most elite school of magic and supernatural creatures in your world and ours. We pride ourselves on training only the best of the best students, helping them home their skills, and becoming powerful and wonderful leaders.” Terra said, puffing her chest. Layla’s lips pulled into a frown, and her brows scrunched. She, in a school for magic? Did they make a mistake or something?

The grounds were lit by lanterns that floated without visible support, casting everything in soft, shifting light. "Tell me," Kaine said as we walked, "what do you know about Crimson Moon Academy?" "Only what everyone knows. It's a place where humans and werewolves learn together. Where alliances are formed." "Lies," he said simply. "Pretty lies wrapped in prettier propaganda, but lies nonetheless." I said nothing, waiting. "Would you like to know the truth?" "Would you tell me if I said yes?" He laughed—a sound that was surprisingly warm. "Clever. I can see why they're interested in you."

Lucas replied, while she squeezed her face clearly disturbed but she stared out the window as Lucas drove, he looked calm and focused. She admired the interior designs in the car, then her eyes landed on something. A sticker on the dashboard, her gaze lingered for a while on it. The name was printed boldly:“Silvercrest International Academy.” Her breath caught slightly, as she stared at the name of the school…that school…The most prestigious academy in the country. Only affordable by the rich, the elite or the most brilliant.

Gold is so busy thinking how he's greater than his new dance instructor that he didn't even realize that Andrei already stopped the car. "Fine. See you later." The golden boy unbuckles his seatbelt. "Bye!" Andrei honks once and then the car speeds off, leaving Gold in front of a small studio. The golden boy examines the facade of the small building. He didn't know that this place would be so...colorful. It's very different from the few establishments Gold has seen. Oakwood province gives off a lonely and old vibes, but My Time seems to be the only exception. 'My time' is the name of the dance studio. Its logo is actually a big clock with a ballerina serving as the hand of the clock.