Little Witch Academia Romance Novels & Stories

, Accalia announced solemnly. "While I passed my path to return,I passed through a room where the evil witch was brewing some evil magic", Accalia said. "What witch?", Rachel asked. Accalia looked at Max and he knew. "The wicked enchantress that killed my wife"Max announced. "Yes and she had some plans up her sleeves this time and it was going to be fatal and a catastrophe. She planned to kill Helen and Adam this time", Accalia said. Helen gasped in fear and everyone ran to her. "I jerked cause I was struggling with her minions. I took longer cause I waited to eavesdrop on their plans. Good thing! I had the spirit bath, because she couldn't detect my presence".

My gaze explored the luxurious interior of this boutique until the corner of my eye caught someone approaching me. "Caroline?" a feminine voice greeted me. A black bobbed haired woman with a pretty face greeted me, her dark gray eyes looking at me with both surprise and doubt. She stopped for a moment and sniffed the air around her, then her eyes widened. "Annelise." I said in the same shocked voice. Annelise is one of Alex's classmates, I think she is currently studying in another city. I suddenly remembered ... She was one of the Werewolves that Alex mentioned.

I stand from the bench and stride towards the entrance hall. I don't know anything about the contest,but one thing I know for sure is Alex is going to stay in the Academy! ******* "Welcome, students. I'm Professor Sheila, your Special Arts Class teacher." A warm smile shapes up her thin red lips. The hall fills up with a chorus of whispers. Everybody has the same question as I do. What does a witch do in a werewolf class? As if sensing the question, Professor Sheila's smile widens and she steps down the high level platform and walks towards us.

Angelina went on in the meantime, looking down at her hands, trying to hide them. Whispering began around the table. Reive clenched his teeth. “That means you had no one to give you an education?” the duchess continued, and nobody even thought to stop her. The girl raised her head quickly and answered, “I studied at the City Academy of Magic named after Josh The White.”

My little sister, the one we all failed. “Oh thank the moon, you're finally here,” I blinked back the unwanted tears from my eyes as I heard Acacia's voice. A smile found my lips and without hesitating, I leaned in for an embrace. I needed it. It had been so long since I had the luxury of one. “It's good to see you too Triss, although you're weeks late,” I smiled, knowing what she meant. She must have probably seen me coming here in her vision. Acacia was a witch. Not a Supreme witch, but a Grishan witch.

Instead, she nodded her head as she followed the goblin, who stood a meter taller than the ground they were walking. INSTEAD OF bringing Gukasho to the room wherein all Halflings had their private desks, Cent led him to the back garden of Transylvania Academy. Lush green leaves of the centuries-old Willow trees that were lined up everywhere swayed from the gentle blow of breeze that passed by the two new intruders. The Willow trees created a grand mystical effect around the back garden as if they compensated from the lack of gates. The flashing small lights surrounded the trees though they gleamed brighter under the shade of the trees. At first glance, it was as if fireflies were playing. Bu

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?"

The students weren't in their rows; they were gathered in a massive, suffocating circle around the professor’s podium, whispering in hushed, terrified tones. "Where is the lecturer?" I asked a nearby Alpha student, my brow furrowing. "What exactly is going on? Why is there so much chaos?" The student turned to me, his eyes wide with frantic excitement. "The professor is running late, but everyone is gathered at the front because there’s a traveling rogue witch passing through the quadrant. She was sent by the professor to show us practical aspect, and build our interest before we start the bulky workload of this course." The student said, but I only nodded. I was very uninterested.

“Not yet.” I stopped. Rafael laughed. Actually laughed. I turned toward the library. “Not funny!” The doors closed. Outside, the academy was unusually quiet. Most students were still talking about the full moon, Evan and me. Mostly me. I had learned several new facts about myself today. Apparently I was secretly a witch. Or a rogue. Or half human and half wolf. One particularly creative student had decided I was a vampire. I wasn't entirely sure vampires existed. At Wolf Academy, I was no longer willing to ask. Rafael walked beside me. Not in front. Not behind. Beside. I appreciated that. His shoulder brushed mine. His heartbeat changed. One beat faster. I smiled.

Time Cross Academy's principal was a fearsome woman, as the archmage of the time rift who held power over an entire academy that didn't get destroyed in a dimension crack, nobody wanted to offend her. On top of that, Time Cross Academy was known for one other thing apart from its superior education. For clans and countries who are looking for potential marriage partners for their children, it was the perfect place to be. Testimonials have said that while the methods were weird, the results were fantastic. 10/10 would recommend sending their children there to find a potential mate if the family has no problems against receiving a male bride or offering a male bride. Amanda Lucifer guarantees