Haven Academy Rwby Novels & Stories

And above there the evening sky is orange as a contrast background. Jake, Uncle Brent and Reagan had arrived a long time ago, and it took us thirty minutes of walking to get there. The others apparently were also in Tanah Abu, I saw Alpha Thomas and Sam who were the regulators of today's duel. Several dozen werewolves that I didn't recognize were also present, most of them must have come in their werewolf forms because most of the men were still bare-chested.

divide had been redirected into planetary healing. Epilogue: The Apex Academy Six months later. Oakhaven. The ruins of the Academy had been replaced by a structure of glass, living wood, and sapphire stone. It wasn't a school for soldiers; it was the Apex Conservatory, a place where the New Breed and humans studied the science of resonance together. Elara sat on the balcony of the "Queen's Suite," watching a group of young cubs—some with fur, some with scales, some purely human—play hockey on a rink made of her permanent, "Ever-Ice."

“That’s not the same thing.” His eyes narrowed. Interesting. Not threatening. Not dismissive. Interesting. “Careful,” he murmured. “That line gets people tested.” “I’ll pass,” I said before I could stop myself. A few heads snapped in our direction. Ronan studied me for a long moment. Then he straightened. “See what you do,” he said. “Because this academy doesn’t tolerate anomalies.” And just like that, he walked away. I let out a slow breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.

, he licked his lip, and with wince picked up the envelope, almost immediately the light diminished and he read his name; ""Rinzen "Ryder" Shwartz-Carter"" Opening the envelope he winced as a paper cut caused his index finger to bleed, idly he watched as the paper ate the droplet as it seemingly absorbed into the paper, "Blood magic", he noted and then read out the contents written on the paper, out loud. "Dear Mr. Shwartz-Carter, Congratulations, we are proud to announce you have been selected as a student at Hale Academy: Sui De Generis", he blinked owlishly, "What? Where?" he wondered, he hadn't even heard of Hale Academy.

I actually want witches to have the opportunity to be at the Crimson Claw Academy. It houses the finest of the werewolf breed which equals an infinite amount of power sources for us! We get a proper education and we have an infinite pool of power from hormonal teenagers! Beautiful chaos if you ask me. “Anaya, don't you have anything to say?” My name was called and I turned to look at my clan people. “No, I don't have anything to say. Let's just focus on surviving today,” I said to them, which shut them up pretty fast.

“I’ve contacted someone at Academy to help figure out what’s wrong with your powers.” “Really?” My heart races with excitement. “Does that mean my powers will be unbound soon?” “Yes, with luck. Soon your wolf will be back,” she replies. “And Academy...” I remember Hera telling me that Sheila was Academy’s youngest Head Herbalist. “Can you tell me more about Academy?” “Academy is a research institution, like a werewolf university. The best werewolves from Europe and even the world gather there to study. They also conduct various research programs.”

Her brow arched as she waited for me to provide her with an actual answer. "I think Bloodstone Academy will be a great school for half-humans and magical beings alike, Rey. Anything you create from the heart will be just as amazing as you are." She rolled her eyes before snuggling into my side—her one leg resting over mine. I kissed her head, inhaling the smell of wildflowers and peppermint.

I was amazed by the way the campus sprawled with majestic Gothic buildings, lush forests, and manicured lawns. At the center was the Brooke Hall, with its towering clock, and it was surrounded by students in different uniforms. Lycans in navy blue, Alpha Heirs in crimson red, and Betas in forest green. “This is it, girls,” Avan said, his car purring smoothly along the pavement, passing beneath a grand stone archway adorned with the academy's crest: a snarling wolf's head surrounded by crescent moons. Savannah and I squealed, our excitement bubbling over as we took in the beauty of the place while he parked. But before I could fully savor the moment, Avan’s voice cut through our excitement.

"The Raven Order is already there." A sudden alarm bell echoed throughout the academy. Once. Twice. Three times. Every teacher looked toward the sky. A flock of black ravens circled above Willowbrook. Hundreds of them. Each bird carried a strip of crimson cloth tied around one leg. Magnus's expression turned grim. "The Ravens have sent a challenge." One bird broke away from the flock and landed on the academy gate. Attached to its leg was a sealed black scroll. Alden carefully removed it. Breaking the seal, he unfolded the parchment.