How To Survive As The Academy's Villain Novels & Stories

“My father was human, all right. As well as my mother. I guess I can say, I've never quite been this way. I was once a normal human, till life happened. I got into a ghastly car accident in the outskirts of the city and lost a lot of blood. I was on the verge of death, but was saved by the Vampire Academy who turned me. For years, I worked for them as their pawn. Their slave. I didn't enjoy their oppression over humans one bit, so I began working towards a revolution. Through intense training with an old, legendary master, as well as a healthy blood supply, I grew stronger. It wasn't easy overthrowing the academy but I did it at last. It didn't stop there, Seline. Each day I grew more thirst

In reality, she’s just the easiest way to break him. I caught Kai’s eye from across the lawn. I didn't hide. I didn't smirk. I just gave him a slow, mocking nod. I wanted him to know it was me. What’s the point of a trap if the prey doesn't know who set it? He started toward me, his hands balled into fists, but Ava grabbed his arm. She was crying now. Good. Tears make for a better story when the campus blog picks this up in an hour. So, here’s the thing about being the villain. People think it’s about hate. It’s not. It’s about balance. Kai had the girl, the fame, and the future. I just wanted my turn.

That man in the library wasn’t just trouble, he was a door, a path leading straight to His Majesty… and maybe to my own safety in this cold, haunted palace. Right there, I made a promise to myself that I would never let anyone use me as a pawn again. From now on, I would be the one moving the pieces. I didn’t need to be a white wolf, I didn’t need a wolf at all. I was going to be an omega who survived. And I wouldn’t just survive, I would play to win. I would become the villain they feared… and I would come out on top.

I already knew what to do with that information. If the rules were the one thing capable of pushing Damon over the edge, even when it came to his own son, then maybe I'd just found the crack I needed. Make Dylan break a rule. Make his father furious. Turn them against each other. And I wouldn't have to get my own hands dirty. Perfect. I held back the smile threatening to appear. Not yet. I quickly changed the subject before my silence became too revealing. “I barely know anyone here,” I said, sounding genuinely curious while making sure I didn't seem too interested. “How does the academy's hierarchy work? Who answers to whom?”

I planned to kill them all and destroy the foundation of The Academy from the inside out. This would be just a simple meeting where I am requesting a higher position in The Academy. It would get me the information that I need. I wouldn’t say anything about Damien, nor would I bring up my contract. I would act as if nothing was wrong, and I was simply looking for a promotion. It would work, it had to.

Abby on her knees in a cold hallway, listening to him fuck other women, just so she could have something normal. What if I just poison him? Or stab him to death while he’s asleep? I hated him more than I thought possible. “How do they treat me at the academy?” I asked quietly, holding on to a little thread of hope in humanity. But what was I expecting? The poor girl was the most miserable person I’d ever known, and yet… she died unjustly. Or is she still hiding somewhere inside this body? What if she decides to take it back one day? What will happen to me?

Kael was blackmailing Vexley; Thalia was blackmailing me; and my wolf was screaming for a woman I wasn't even allowed to look at. *I have to stay away from her,* I made a mental note, gripping my hair. *For the sake of the crown, for the sake of my survival. Vexley Aleron is poison.* For the next seven days, I did exactly that. I threw myself into pack politics, ran five miles through the forest every morning until my muscles screamed, and deliberately avoided the social sciences wing of the Academy. I didn't look for her in the grand hall. I didn't ask Silas about her. I forced myself to sit next to Thalia at dinners, forcing smiles and nodding along to wedding plans while my soul felt like

Things are starting to make sense, the real villain is not them but the higher ups. They wanted to be powerful but they didn't have the promise of killing another promise so they planted poison to the people to forget their promises and their children were taken to an academy so they can be used for them. After studying from the academy the promise users will become an outsider and the higher ups will take their memory. The ones that are responsible for Carson's death are the higher ups. Carson felt his blood boiling after knowing what the higher ups did to every student in the academy, all this time they knew nothing but all lies. They made them believe that outsiders are meant to be protec

"Albert, how can the Master of the academy be changed?" "There are two ways to change the academy's leadership," Albert offered. "Either openly challenge Master Bowan and defeat him in combat, or infiltrate the academy, rise through the ranks, and then issue a challenge." Stepping away, I gazed across the serene lake, contemplating the injustices of the world. "The strong prey on the weak," I mused, resolved to instigate change. "Enroll me in the academy," I instructed Albert. "But conceal my true level of cultivation. We cannot afford to draw unnecessary attention."

He yanked me back. “Where are you going?” he panicked. “To a professor. Or the admin office. Anywhere. They can’t get away with this,” I snapped. “Don’t. You’ll just make it worse.” Roy’s face turned red. “Please don’t make it worse.” “We can’t let them win.” “They always win! Because they’re stronger. Haven’t you figured it out yet? The teachers all want this to happen. This is Royal Academy—only the strongest survive. If you can’t handle the rules of the jungle, you’ll get eliminated before the games even start.”