Golden Light Academy Novels & Stories

They just don’t know that. “Hey Thorne! Tell me, how does someone as weak as you get into the Academy?” Someone in the group asks. “I hear he is related to the Golden wolf. That’s the only reason someone like that would be here.” Another replies. “What’s the Golden wolf?” “Oh! You don’t know? She’s this rich lady with big ass and tits that makes money from everything. Apparently there is no business she can’t make into something that spits gold.” “Hey! Watch your mouth.” I say in a low growl. I’m having trouble controlling myself. If fighting out of the training grounds were not prohibited I would have done something by now.

What exactly did Xavier take me for, that he did not think to tell me anything? Glenn and I took our seats next to each other, and the Academy's owner addressed us. "As you know, This esteemed academy is for brides about to be wed to Alpha Kings. You are here to learn and be trained on mannerisms and eriquettes of royalty. And also there are courses that will teach you the responsibilities of a Luna, which you are all going to be." She said, smiling warmly and looking around at the spacious luxurious room, but her eyes told me that she was the type of woman to not be played with. Her smile could disappear in a split second and expose a cold person altogether.

The last day of summer always tasted like disappointment. Warm air clung to my skin as I shoved the final sweater into my suitcase. Golden evening light spilled across my bedroom floor, soft and pretty in a way my mood absolutely wasn’t. Tomorrow was Silver Ridge Academy—nine months of pretending that place didn’t quietly suck the soul out of me. On paper, Silver Ridge was Lycandra’s pride. The jewel of the wolf realm. The “elite multi-realm boarding academy designed to shape the future leaders of the Accord.”

She's been treating her gift as a dangerous weapon to avoid rather than a valuable tool to master. "Agreed. Train me properly, and I'll help you train others." They shake on it, and Hope gains her most important academy instructor. The academy officially opens two months later in a renovated facility on Crimson Hollow's northern border. The opening ceremony is small but meaningful. Twenty students—young wolves with unusual gifts, from twelve different packs. Lux, Amara, and Faye as primary instructors. Hope as an academy director and teaching assistant.

And yet my grandfather got me a spot with little more effort than a phone call. Lucky me. I should be grateful. The Academy’s real name is "The Luminary Society Academy for Young Entrepreneurs" but nobody calls it that. To anyone who has ever gone here, anyone who has ever lived under its shadow, it is and will forever be "The Academy." It doesn't need a longer name. It's the only Academy that matters. But I have another name for this place. Hell.

That was cool," I smiled like a geek at something that must've been so mundane to these people but extraordinary to me. I turned around to face the sight in front of me and it was the large black gate of Luveldom Academy. The name was engraved in gold into the steel and green, leafy vines that appeared to be growing on the bars of the gate. My heart rate rose due to the anticipation of the gates opening up and which they did but rather too slow for my liking. My eyes were met with a building that looked just like an old, European castle. The golden stones and architecture added charm to the school building. In fact, I wondered about the age of Luveldom.

“—is not who you say she is. You’re trying to wed her to me under false pretenses. Right Alpha Wylder?” The room was deathly silent. My heart hammered in my chest, and I could feel my father’s anxiousness radiating through the air. Darius stepped toward me, his eyes narrowing. “They say the Golden Luna is wolfless.” A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. My knees trembled, my hands cold as ice. This was it; my deepest shame, laid bare for all to see. “Alpha Darius—” “Silence.” Darius boomed, cutting my father off yet again before he turned to me with a chilling smile.

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."

Sunlight streamed through the massive stained-glass windows, casting brilliant fractured diamonds of blue, purple, and gold across the hundreds of graduating students. I stood near the front of the stage, smoothing down the front of my white graduation robes. The heavy gold embroidery along the collar caught the light—a subtle nod to the Sovereign core humming peacefully beneath my ribs. It had been two years since the fall of the old regime, and today, we were the first class to graduate from the Unified Academy. "Stop fidgeting, you look perfect," a familiar voice whispered from my left.