I Killed The Player Of The Academy Novel Novels & Stories

OLIVER Shifting always cleared my mind. My sister Lucy was in high school. I kept my eye on her since I found out where they put her. I killed everyone at the Academy who knew who she was. The Academy was the facility that killed my mother and sold me to Thadeous Nash and his band of wannabe assassins. Bennet wolves were extremely valuable. Our abilities and strong Alpha-blooded wolves make great killing machines. I was able to hide Lucy and Lanie's true heritage. Thadeous wasn't smart enough to figure out that while he made us all study and pushed us to the breaking point creating Child genius assassins.

I paused, swallowing at the stunned expression marking Ace's face, "if he kills himself they can't pin the murder on you. It just needs to look believable." ***Author's Note: Please read book 1: Gunnar first! Just in case you haven't. It's easier to understand this book if you read that first!

"Who?." He didn't reply and walked out of the sitting room. I shook my head at that poor soul. If he'd loved that girl the way I loved my mom, and killed her because that douche bag was going to die, he must be loyal to him. Imagine killing someone you love, and care about, I will live my entire life regretting why I lived. ….. Vote, like and comment. Do you like Alec?. Choose between Zavi and Alec

Although it was a normal inter-college competition, the security was neatly arranged but they acted so careless. Without thinking anything, Ace left the place, which they call as Academy. Though it was not anything like the real Academy, everyone call it as the one. Ace’s disappearance resulted not only North Hill but the Silver High to get into disqualified list. Reaching the forest area, Ace noticed a group of boys with sticks on their hands and beating someone. There was no need for Ace to check, who it was, as he already understood what was going on there. Ace ran towards them, angrily and pulled two guys back stopping them from beating Edwin. There was total four guys, who were arrange

"And you will at last be free when you do.” Robert shoved him back. “She’s not yours to corrupt.” Derek only smiled, eyes glittering. “Everyone breaks, Lord Robert. Even your precious Vale.” --- By evening, the academy swam with rumor. Jackson fed it like a master conductor. “Heard the newest?” a student whispered in the corridor. “She burned the professor’s desk to cinders.” “They say she killed her father,” another hissed. “Madness runs in her blood.” Jackson lounged near the dining hall doors, Armani coat thrown over his shoulders like a cape. Coins of loyalty glittered in his hands—free drinks, paid favors, subtle bribes.

My heartbeat skipped. There are a thousand academies in the world. A thousand schools. A thousand coincidences. But Nicole didn’t look like she was talking about coincidence. “Are you sure? The same academy?” I asked carefully. She stepped forward and placed the file on my laps. The crest stamped in black wax made my stomach turn before she even answered. "Gryphon Academy, and that's not all," her voice dropped to a low whisper, "They are both in the same assassin family house,"

SERAPHINA. I'm running. Limping, really, but trying to make it look like running. My lungs are burning. My side hurts when one of them hits me, and every breath stabs. My hands are shaking, wrists torn open from the ropes. The air outside is cold and wet, biting at my skin, but it keeps me awake. I just killed two men. Or maybe one. I don’t know. I can’t think about that. I just have to keep moving. The academy towers behind me like a black wall. I can’t go back. If they find out what happened, they’ll lock me up or worse.

When they saw that I still dared to joke, they immediately mocked me back. “Mia Schmidt, you murdered your own family. It’s only normal that we keep our guard up around you!” My expression was still playful as I gazed at them. “How could I be so ruthless as to fight all three of them on my own? You really think highly of me. “Of course, I drugged them first before I killed them.” When everyone saw that I had finally opened up, they held their breath while waiting for me to continue. But I schooled my expression again and stopped talking.

he paused, his piercing gaze locking onto mine, “will not be responsible for what happens to you.” My heart skipped a beat. “And I’m sure your parents wouldn’t care enough to complain,” he added, amusement dancing in his eyes. “Would they?” My breath hitched in my throat. How did he... know? A sudden realization chilled me to the core. Kieran. Mr. Winters leaned forward, placing his elbows on the desk. “This academy isn’t built for martyrs, Miss Stone. It’s constructed for survivors. Those who know when to stand firm and when to yield. I suggest you make a choice—”

Chapter 1 Adira’s POV “ADIRA!” Ace threw the gun towards me as the chaos began at the funeral of my mother. Since all the visitors are assassins and part of the Mafia world, I didn't hear any of them scream because of fear from all the gunshot that began to fill the entire place.