I Killed The Player Of The Academy Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Though I don't understand how someone's blood tastes good to them. Tessa and I walk back to our dorm without having a word since Tessa is already trying to dissolve the newfound information about Sasha being dead. A student in our academy under the same class is dead. Surely she was a bitch but not someone who deserves to die. Not like that at least. Only if she could have got a chance to fight. Fuck it? Who could have sorted most of it out very well? But the question is, who precisely would have the intentions to do such a thing?

[PHASE SHIFT CONFIRMED] [STATUS: PEACEFUL DEVELOPMENT — TERMINATED] [NEW DIRECTIVE: SURVIVAL IN HOSTILE ENVIRONMENT] [NOTE: ENEMIES HAVE BEGUN CULLING CANDIDATES] Alpha closed his eyes. So this was it. Not later. Not gradually. Not after he was ready. The game had started early. Marek was dead. Someone had tried to kill Alpha—and failed. Barely. And Apex Academy, built to forge kings, had just drawn first blood. In the dark behind his eyes, something ancient smiled. It has begun. Pain became Alpha’s world.

“But before we worry about anything else, are you sure you’re okay? Not having any weird side effects that need checking? It’s not every day I have to pick someone up from the floor.” “Weird symptoms of what?” My brows furrow. “And I’m fine. As fine as I can be, I guess. I was, uh, not keen on sleeping in the bed.” “Are you sure?” he presses. “Because last week we picked up another pup who died right after the change. It turns out he was allergic to his own wolf hair.” My eyes widen, and I sit up. “You’re from the werewolf place?” “As ever, we live up to our reputation.” A gilded brow arches, and he smiles. “And to answer your question, yes, I’m from the academy.”

That does sound natural for a student in a magical academy. [Done] "What happened?" Henry inquired, burping loudly and slowly massaging his stomach after many plates of food. "Someone tried to snoop on us. It's all right now." I stood there, wondering what my true kill count was. I must have killed at least a few hundred people, don't you think? And I was planning on killing a few more people. I already had certain targets in mind. Particularly that assistant teacher. I could already smell all kinds of trouble he'd attempt to get me into, so I considered killing him right away.

I had even said goodbye to my family in my head. Looking into Misha’s deranged eyes, with so much hate burning through them, I knew she wasn’t going to leave me alive. How did I survive? Adrian’s cream couldn’t have been that strong. Well if the cream can heal broken bones maybe it can. That must be one hell of a cream then. “I don’t know,” I whisper. I might not have liked or wanted the party but I’m not ready to drag Adrian’s name into this mess. I look towards the balcony where a soft glow rises behind the curtains. Another deadly day in this academy. My throat tightens. I really do not want need to get out of this academy before I die.

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?

’ I ask her. ‘Yes, thank you for sharing that with me. Now, I have a question for you, work related. Do you know the names of the new recruits?’ ‘Which one?’ ‘Jory. I think his last name is Davis, but I’m not positive.’ I click to another screen and pull up the Academy’s roster. Jory Davis: deceased. ‘He’s the one your brother killed, right?’ ‘Yeah. Yorick said he wasn’t strong enough to be at the Academy and asked me to get more information on him.’

He managed to draw a laugh from me, and a tear fell. “Dad… what type of deal did you make?” He stepped closer. "The Alphas that make up the packs of this academy all have dark secrets. Aiden Sanders killed his brother to become Alpha. I have that over him, and he can never touch you.” Yet he blackmailed Kade anyway. “I should go. You’ll stay in touch, right?” He smiled. “You couldn’t keep me away.”

"What do you mean?" "Your brother died because of the omega student at the academy. Jason. His presence there, his connection to the lycan prince, his involvement in supernatural politics—it's made the school a battleground." I let that sink in before continuing. "How many more will die before the administration admits they've made a mistake?" "The school maintains strict neutrality—" "Neutrality?" I laugh coldly. "Dr. Thorne, your brother is dead because of decisions made in those hallowed halls. Because the academy chose to harbor someone who brings violence wherever he goes."

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.