Gracewood Academy Novels & Stories

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.

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!”

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.

My name is written in perfect script: Zara Blackwood. My fingers tremble slightly as I break the seal and unfold the letter. Miss Blackwood, We are pleased to offer you a place at Blackwood Academy, a private boarding school for gifted students. Our campus, deep within the Ember Forest, provides a unique opportunity for young people like yourself to grow, learn, and thrive. Your term begins immediately.

After finishing her meal, Leanor dismissed Alice and Raina, and walked out of the hall. She stopped at the Academy back gate, enveloped by towering trees and vibrant shrubs. Sighing, she settled on the grass, absentmindedly picking up stones and hurling them into the bush. Her mind wandered back to her days in middle school and then back at Gifted Academy. Gifted Academy, a world- famed institution for werewolves. The hostel is a sturdy, stone building located within the school grounds, surrounded by dense forests. The entrance features a large, iron gate with moon-shaped engravings.

I turned a bit so my back drop would be the lobby and not the chaos going on further into the space. “Hello everyone. Some of you likely don’t know me, but I’m willing to bet you knew my father, Grover Astor. I’m Grace, the CEO now of AC, and I can only hope to live up to his high standards and his desire to have Astor Connects always succeed. But furthermore that it stays in the Astor family where it belongs.

Sera's stomach had already dropped, some instinct warning her before the words came. "It formally withdraws House Corvane's sponsorship from three academy programs effective immediately." Renna's voice was clipped, controlled fury barely restrained beneath it. "The winter provisions fund. The scholarship endowment covering half our common-born students' tuition. And the maintenance grant for the east dormitory, where you and Mira both live." Mira went very still beside her. "They're punishing the whole school. Because of me." "Because of Sera," Renna corrected, not unkindly, though the distinction did little to soften the blow. "Lord Corvane made himself very clear before he left. He does no

I said, quickly sliding my phone into my back pocket. "You look..." She stepped closer and watched me intently. "A bit out of it?" "Oh." I gave a nervous laugh, "Do I? We had this massive test today. It was brutal. My brain is completely fried." Grace smiled with a relaxed posture. She crossed the room until she stood right in front of me. "Actually, I'm glad you're here. I need a favor." "A favor? From me?" "Yes," Grace said, then folded her hands together. "Ace’s fourth birthday is coming up this Saturday, and Professor Sterling has absolutely no idea what to get him."

“Very soon. Let him enjoy his peace today. Tomorrow, I’ll remind him who the real Blackwood is.” … In the Garden The Blackwood mansion garden glowed under the warm sun. Birds chirped softly, and flowers swayed in the gentle breeze. Lena sat beside Grandmother Grace, whose serene expression belied a serious tone. Clara, the maid, stood nearby, ready to serve tea. “My dear,” Grace began, her voice soft but weighted, “the Blackwoods are not just wealthy. We are powerful… and power always carries darkness.” Lena listened, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.