Little Witch Academia Novels & Stories

the instructor snapped, her calm demeanor cracking. "That's a branch of knowledge that doesn't belong to your path. It's rooted in dark sorcery and witchcraft, not healing potion making. Not anything you're supposed to study." Her tone was final. "This is Twilight Academy," she continued coldly. "We do not teach such things, and you will never need that knowledge." "Witchcraft?" someone repeated under their breath, stunned. A voice from the back rose above the murmurs. "Wait... didn't a witch come to Twilight once? And... mate with the werewolf king?"

It piques my attention, but I still see nothing ahead. To my left, another light flickers on. Mrs. Dominion steps forward to stand before a podium and begins. “Sires, North America’s most prestigious academy is glad to have you here. I shall begin by presenting Grey Sylvester, a student of the academy, who today shall be judged by the school’s grade and your decree.” She clears her throat and continues, a feigned smile on her face. If witches were real, I’d say she was one.

A Flying werewolf. That made my mom madder and she started torturing me with overtraining. The next morning Dad took me and Christian to the Academy. Christian is Aunt Stella's son. The Academy is very huge. And from its look, I can say it's an ancient academy. Introducing me to the Principal he goes back. The principal is a fairy. Like Lana. "Look, there are lots of children with special powers like us. I'm happy that we are not the only weirdos." Christian laughed but I didn't laugh at his joke. It's obvious that there will be many unique supernaturals.

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

She could never catch even if she tried, there are few people that can keep up with me. My father can because he's an almighty Alpha, my mother wouldn't even try, she'll just magic herself in front of me or she'll just magic me back. Boy, do I sometimes wish I could do that. I don't even go to school, I am homeschooled though, homeschooling is something that I never really complained about since it's actually fun and I get to do a lot of training. My father is the Alpha of the Blue moon pack and my mother is a Dokar witch, though she had since been excommunicated from her coven, the cause, her mating with a wolf.

Break out of poverty. “A mere omega like me, protect a prince?” I muttered in disbelief. “How is that even possible? Besides, I have heard a lot about that academy. Isn't it strictly restricted to males?” Not to mention, it was a fucking battlefield of witches, wolves and hybrids. The suicide rate in that academy was almost competing with the war deathrate. Rumors and news about the brutality of that place was everywhere in the streets. I wouldn't even send my worst enemy there. “You're right. The princess is there on special admission and recommendation. You will obviously have to disguise yourself as a man,” the King said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"That's your first real graduation, Bastian. Now teach the others." The Academy's first public demonstration came three months later. Parents, pack leaders, skeptics, and supporters gathered to watch these unusual students display their progress. The witch-blooded girl made flowers bloom in winter soil. The phoenix descendants created a coordinated fire display that painted stories in the air. The rare wolves showed abilities that defied traditional classification.

Maddox asks. Looking at him “ The witch “ Back to Harley “ She won't stop talking and I'm not making sense of anything she saying” I told them what she was saying and they were looking at me like I had grown a second head Until Maddox snaps his fingers “ The Alpha did say that she was looking for a warlock, could that be him.” How could I forget about that “You're right but the picture we have of him is all wrong” I remind them. “ Yeah but with all this magic going around, who knows, what could be right or wrong” Harley says.

A beautiful, dangerous mess. The clock on my phone mocked me. Ten minutes until his class. Ten minutes until I saw him again. Not as Draco, the dominant lover, but as Professor Thorne, the esteemed academic. The man who had just taken me apart on his desk, and now was going to lecture me on literature. The irony was almost too much to bear. I took a shaky breath and walked out of the bathroom. My reflection in the mirror showed a girl with wide, slightly dilated pupils, a faint flush on her cheeks, and a wild, untamed look in her eyes. I looked like I’d just been fucked. Because I had.

The factions betrayed the alliance, and she was surrounded. Why are you whispering, I said this is not a real thing" She laughed. Humans, of course, are real, and you’re the only human in the Academy. What? I don’t understand… I’m a shifter. See the two women there? That’s Astrid, the most powerful witch in the academy, and she’s popular, has wild red hair, always wears a collection of silver rings on her fingers, and people say she can charm anyone. Her followers, Valira and Cordelia, are both she-wolves and come from a royal lineage. Valira is tall with sharp blue eyes, often wearing her hair in a long braid, while Cordelia has jet-black hair and quiet confidence. The three of them are alw