Gracewood Academy Novels & Stories

Emeron was. Secondly, when her mother came to school with Mr.Charmond to receive an award for Grace's achievements. Even though her classmates called Grace a stupid child, for admitting someone who was not her father to be the father's representative of outstanding students and gave a short speech.It looked like a joke, but at that time Grace was very happy.

I'm here o"Dera said as her mom smiled. "You have been admitted into Frost Academy!!!!"Mrs Akeredolu said as Dera jumped up in excitement. She squealed as she and her mom hugged each other. "Your dad has already paid for the necessities and you will go to the boarding school on Monday!!"Mrs Akeredolu said as Dera started dancing . Sunday 1:00pm Church service was over and Dera was outside sitting under the tree waiting for her parents. "Yewande!!"A girl shouted as she ran over and hugged her.

* *After Adams Corps, now GRACE faces a major setback and is bigger than the former. The gravity of the situation began to sink in, and Kiara's mind raced to comprehend the implications of this unexpected downfall. The articles painted a vivid picture of chaos within GRACE, a stark contrast to its once towering presence in the business world. Kiara's thoughts swirled, mirroring the turbulence reflected in the news. GRACE, a formidable force in the corporate realm, now faced an unprecedented crisis. The abrupt departure of major investors sent shockwaves through the business community, and Kiara couldn't fathom the intricacies behind such a dramatic turn of events.

If she were given another chance, she would never fall in love with Nikolai again! The moment Nikolai left, his parents acted with more ruthless efficiency. Within moments, their lawyers had drafted the agreement. Under the butler’s supervision, the maids packed up everything belonging to Rosalind. “We can provide you with a villa in the suburbs, along with five million dollars in compensation.” They stated coldly. “I believe this is already merciful enough. If you ever dare to disturb Teddy, Nikolai, or Vivienne in the future, I will not let you off!”

"Miss home. Miss family. Miss normal Sunday dinners and James's cooking and Grace's lectures and Mama's hugs. I miss all of it." "We miss you too," I said. "Every day. But we're okay. We're adjusting. We're proud. We're loving you from distance. Forever." Six months after Phoenix left, Grace graduated high school. Top of her class. Accepted to every university she applied to. Phoenix couldn't come home for graduation. Training schedule didn't allow it. He called instead. Watched through video. Cheered when Grace's name was called. "I'm sorry I can't be there," he said. "I wanted to be there. But training is intensive. I can't leave yet."

I didn't mean to sound ungrateful, but I am a brutally honest person. “Reina, your mother just doesn't want this to be your life. It's been two years and Sienna is now back in new York and thriving. You also need to get back in school. You just keep your head down, study hard and don’t give them a reason to sniff around.” “I know.... Reina Moore it is I guess.” I pushed my hoodie up over my head anyway. Gravemont Academy looked like a fucking castle. It had towering spires, windows glittering with morning sun. Kids in crisp uniforms walking across the courtyard like swans. The place looked like it had been built to outlast every storm.

And Damien Blackwood never let go of something that intrigued him. Grace’s shift ended late that evening. She walked home through the drizzle, her umbrella fighting against the wind. Her apartment was a small two-bedroom on the edge of the city, shared with her younger brother, Jacob, who was still in high school. When she walked in, Jacob was sprawled on the couch with textbooks open but a video game controller in his hand. “Homework?” she asked pointedly. He jumped guiltily, fumbling for his pen. “I was taking a break!”

It was far from the depressing and suffocating atmosphere I had imagined. I spotted several other buildings with children yelling and running about. My heart thumped, and I placed my palm on it, letting out a breath as I gazed at the children. I felt a strong desire to partake in the activity going on, but I couldn't. It wasn't because I didn't want to, but I doubted they would let me. My name was Kelani Redwood, sixteen years old, and I found myself in this school, Mystic Academy, because I killed my father. This act triggered what was known as the 'Curse of the Lycanthropes,' though I barely understood what that meant.

The academy was just as magnificent as Evercrest, perched on a hill and surrounded by a dense forest. Graycrown Academy. They say it's the best academy in the world—well, in the werewolf world, that is. The car passed through a tightly guarded gate and parked in the massive front courtyard. I could see a crowd of students in various uniforms scattered around in groups. Seeing so many potential competitors made me extremely nervous. Luna Dawn and Alpha Jace stepped out first, followed by the other selected students and me.