I Killed The Player Of The Academy Novel Novels & Stories

Madison nods, "Yes he got out soon enough to start a life with Cousin Joeniya." A bit of relief washed over me. At least he was no longer a part of something so terrible. Madison looks at me with watery blue eyes. "I'm sorry to say this Niy, but Ace killed his father and took over." "Why would he kill his father?" Harper asks now sitting up from her previous position on the couch. "He killed my grand aunt, that would be Ace's mom. He was a ruthless man and he killed your grandmother in front of her sons."

. "Luka, you aren't the only one in this room who has killed someone close to them. As I stated earlier, I started at Divine Academy the first year you started teaching. I went home during winter break that year, but I didn't return to school when the break ended. Rumor has it that I couldn't return to school because the war had broken out between the townsfolk and the royals, but that was only a partial truth. The war that occurred. It was my fault. I was spending the day with my best friend, Kirk. I showed off skills I'd learned in school those few short months. One of my favorite water skills I learned was creating a tsunami. Above water, tsunamis are easy to maintain. I can flatten my pa

“From my view point, I think this is actually your only choice. Unless—of course, you choose to die alongside the one you love in a hopeless battle with the dark shadow where you lose.” A chilling dread ran through my entire body. He continued talking. “This entire academy will then become a massive gravesite, and even your friends will not be spared from the tyranny,”—I gasped—“That is, if you don’t drive them to senseless violence and their unfortunate death.” The migraine returned and I was feeling really irritable and annoyed. I grimaced, “Enough. I don’t want to hear anymore of what you’re saying.” “You wanted truth from me.”

The hallway was empty, just the hum of overhead lights and the steady sound of his breathing, too shallow, too fast. Good. Fear meant the truth was close. I stepped up behind him. “Why didn’t your name show up in any records?” He froze. “Why does the academy think you’re dead?” He exhaled sharply, like I’d punched the air out of him. “Stop digging.” “I can’t.” “You should,” he said, voice flat, but there was a tremor under it. “You think you’re doing something noble? You’re not. You’re making a mistake.”

But I didn’t think it would feel like this—like I couldn’t even breathe without risking everything. I had survived war. I had seen my brother die fighting to save our pack. I had hidden for years, trained in silence, carried the weight of a dead name. But nothing had prepared me for the twisted games of AlphaForge Academy. And now I was bleeding, shaking, and hiding in an empty classroom—one mistake away from being exposed and killed. I couldn’t stay here. But I couldn’t leave either. Not until I got what I came for. Not until Alpha Jaxson and his bastard son paid for what they did.

🦋 🦋 ROOK THE BULLY 🦋 A confused sigh escapes my lips as I land on my couch. I own a room in the academy, a place I can finally call home. Many years ago, I detached myself from the Alpha and the park, the Asmodeus heirs. After that, I roam about Lion City as a lone wolf. I was lost until I found this academy, and aside from it being an academy, it became my home. I pour myself a glass of vodka and chug it down in one go, my mind unintentionally swaying to the moment of the kiss I had with Catalina.

To Kael. I stood quietly, slipping on a dark shirt and boots, ignoring the way my own body ached. There were bruises under my skin too, but they didn’t matter. I couldn’t afford to rest. Not with Teya lying broken in my bed and Kael still walking these halls like a king cloaked in charm. I left the room silently, the door clicking shut behind me. The academy at night was a different world. Gone was the chatter of students, the echo of boots, the laughter and tension of lessons. In its place: silence. Cold, thick silence. The halls stretched endlessly, lit only by moonlight seeping through high windows.

“There's nothing wrong with her. She's perhaps thinking about her mate, who's in prison and might be executed.” Clara had told me that the boy whom Noah had killed was one of the council members' sons. Well, everyone apparently just found out because he was a freshman and no one knew about it. And Noah, having no connection to the founding family placed him at a dire position because not only was he going to be torture until he confessed to what had happened, he would be killed soon after. I had asked if it was a normal thing in the academy because, in my opinion, it made no sense that, because a student died, another would be killed.

Half of the girls who even had a small contact with Rizz Sylvester, disappeared without a trace, leaving a letter behind in their dorms. The letter would mention the withdrawal from the academy with no particular reason. Only the Moon Goddess knows if they left the academy or were killed off. Not to mention Kelly requested Alpha to send the most dangerous beast in the woods during the death test committee member selection. She wanted Hailey dead. To save her from Kelly, I announced her as my target to the academy, so she could endure less, and no one from the Kelly group would bully her, thinking I was after her. Well, I had never expected her to throw a bucket of spicy water at me.

I had the list in soft copy and hard copy. “According to this list, these names are names of people involved in a pack massacre; these are exactly the names of people the night hunter has killed,” he said, giving it to his majesty. Then he gave him another list, and he looked at both of them and passed it to me. Yasmine frowned as he gave it to me instead, but I just looked through the list. Yes, I killed them according to the list; I passed it on to Adrian. “We also saw another list; this list is a list of how many packs someone from the academy has killed,” he said.