I Killed An Academy Player Novels & Stories

I couldn’t stop it. Before he could move, two figures moved instantly. Jace and Kieran, the other two, rushed forward. They had been standing among the students, watching everything unfold. The moment they reached us, they understood. A ripping sound echoed through the hall. The sleeve of my academy uniform split apart as something beneath my skin struggled to break free. Another tear followed across my shoulder. Kieran removed his academy jacket and covered me immediately, hiding my changing body from the crowd. “Maelis, look at me,” he said.

A man charged forward, throwing fire again and again, plunging the area into chaos. Shouts erupted, ordering him to stop. And then Kael leapt—one powerful jump, and he landed right on the fire-thrower. With a single crack, Kael snapped the man’s neck. Everyone gasped, even the soldiers. “He was on your team!” one soldier hissed at Kael, furious. “The game hasn’t even started, and you... You killed him!” Kael snorted softly. “A teammate like that would only slow us down. Besides, he broke the rules, didn’t he?”

Then I moved to the section labeled "Moonrise Academy Incidents." The pattern was obvious once you knew what to look for. Student deaths going back fifteen years. All officially ruled as accidents or pack challenge casualties. But the timing aligned perfectly with Council political maneuvers. An heir dies, and suddenly their pack becomes more cooperative with Council policies. A promising young leader is killed, and their territory gets absorbed by a Council ally. Systematic elimination disguised as tragedy. My hands shook as I photographed everything. Miranda had almost become another statistic. Another young life sacrificed to fuel this corrupt machine.

We were only told the academy was designed to give us four years to grow and learn our place within the family. Our eyes were opened the first day. We were in a practice session of life where viciousness was considered a virtue. The only thing off the table was death and taking the virginity of a princess. Students were okay with abiding by fifty percent of the rules. No one died was held dear because no one wanted to suffer the consequences of breaking that rule or standing in front of the man who decided your fate if you did kill or harm a student permanently. There had been a few close calls. Or so says Maria, my personal rumor mill. I kept my head low and tried to stay off everyone’s rad

Kian “Yeah well, there’s more,” I told her. “Mom was holding a letter. I had to pull it from her fingers to read it. It was a hand-delivered telegram from the council of elders, telling her that Dad had been killed in action — shot dead by hunters. My old man — my hero — gone. Just like that.” I snapped my fingers. “My life went downhill from there on in. Mrs. B passed away. I killed a man in the Cage, and as a result, they kicked me out of school. Goodbye, scholarship. Lucky for me, the Roughnecks had my back. The rest is history.”

The weight of three short words someone died settled heavily over the room, refusing to be displaced. I stared at Jace, trying to process the shift in him; the arrogant, untouchable team captain had completely vanished, replaced by someone visibly haunted by a memory he had tried for months to bury. When he finally revealed that the dead player was Ethan Cole, a member of our fiercest rivals at Westbrook University, the championship game from seven months prior suddenly morphed into something far more sinister. Back then, my world had ended with a one-point loss, the roar of the crowd, and Jace stealing the ball to seal our defeat. I had spent months nurturing a bitter grudge over a basketba

I forgot the blood on my lip. I forgot everyone else standing there. All I could hear was that. Victim card. I stared at him, not able to blink. It felt like something cracked inside me. I did not expect him to defend me. But I also never thought he would cut me down like this. In front of everyone. “Stop it, Thorne,” Coach Vega snapped, his eyes sharp. Alex did not reply. He just looked away, jaw tight, like he said enough. The Dean took a deep breath. “Regardless of provocation, violence is not tolerated on academy campus,” he said. “Aaran, you are out of the competition. You will not be considered as a participant anymore. This week’s elimination is on you.”

Gods help me, I cannot be mated to a weak, cursed boy. I saw him smirk again, defiance gleaming in his eyes, completely unaware...or maybe aware and daring me to act. My mind raced, plotting. I could push him, let him climb, make a mistake. One wrong move, and it would be over. His death would look natural. I could breathe again. I could be free. “Killian,” one of the Academy heads barked, striding forward, hands raised. “Let him climb. He’s earned the chance.”

he said, appearing in my doorway at seven in the morning with the energy of someone who had been awake for two hours and had been physically restraining himself from telling me for most of them. I was sitting on my bed with my father's unfinished letter, Celeste Vance's business card, and the specific emotional hangover of a girl who had spent the night discovering that the boy she was bonded to might have known his father helped fund her father's murder, and had not yet decided what to do with any of it. "A race," I said. "Inter-academy invitational. Legitimate. No supernatural elements, no blood moon, no council, just cars and a track and prize money." He held up his phone. "Dumont Academy

"I don't go around announcing to people that I've killed someone. Especially since the brother of the person I killed goes our school." "We passed it off as a car accident," Ace explained. "And that was the end of it." "You know, until he decided to come back from the dead and kidnap Brooke," Kal added. He ignored Harry's glare. "Gosh, sometimes I wish I never came to this town," Kimberly groaned. "Um..." Tai looked around the room and sighed. "There is one more thing you should know." "What?" Ace asked. He was sitting next to Tai. Indianna noticed how their legs were touching and she smiled.