Mega Academy Mga Nobela at Kwento

Joan took her face from the laptop and looked at Amy. "Is it yours? Cause for you to have access to the administrator's dashboard, then I guess it's yours," Amy said. How is it possible for a maid to own a website earning millions of dollars daily? "Well, see the name of the website..." She pointed to where the web address was, it was, www.meedaq.com. "Meedaq.com? What about it?" Amy asked. She was dying of curiosity. "M stands for Moses. E stands for Elijah. The second E stands for Elisha, D stands for Debby, A stands for Angel and Q stands for Queen. This website was developed by your genius children and they are the owners," Joan said.

Megan was in charge of sales, distribution, and marketing with her 3 deputies Cecile on sales, Dana on marketing, and Stephen on distribution. Megan and her team of deputies were in a meeting with a large trading company that moved products all over the continent. They were in a large warehouse filled with magic devices, large and small. Megan introduced them one by one. One was a rectangular-shaped box, it had a cube cavity in the center of the box, inside on the floor of the cube was a fire magic circle.

“Anyways, I believe you brought that jewel with you?” Kazal eyed the group of people one by one. Regis seemed to also tag along as he ordered the people to place the casket on the counter. While the workers were opening the casket, he then shook hands with Kazal like Vera, a few shaking and squeezing while persuading him to come back to Briggs trading company, a well known trading company owned by Kazal and is based in Battingham Kingdom, the central kingdom for the Hazaris continent. Even though he is extremely rich and influental even amongst the royalties, Kazal decided that living his life as a wandering merchant best suits him. That is why the workers of Briggs company or even his frien

He is happy, and I tell myself to inspect him, save the image of his smile in my head because this might be the last time I ever see his face. My father isn't a supernatural creature. My grandmother told him to jump into his car, drive out into the woods, and let his heart guide us to the meeting place. She must have meant her magic. A human vehicle can't reach the other dimension where Magic Academy waits for me to enroll. My grandmother will take me there somehow, possibly by using flashy magic. "Let's park here,"

"Oh, it was a last-minute announcement they made last week" Marileona approached Meghaal, grasping her shoulders she looked the young woman in her eyes. "Megaahl, you do realize this is a university for the supernatural right? It's a tough place, not meant for humans. And what about your studies to be a neuropsychologist?" "Well that's the thing, I don't even know if I get in, but if I do I want it to be to the house of Hippocrates... They'd help me with broadening my knowledge in healing. And plus the regulations say the curriculum is structured in a way that protects us."

Grand Magus stands, twisting her hands in embarrassment as she orders her people to cover me once more. "Of course, you must rest for the delivery of your egg," She takes a backwards step, bowing so deeply that I can see the swirling tattoos that trace the length of her spine. "I will send someone to leave a tray outside for your breakfast. I will await your arrival in the practice room when you feel fully recovered."

I murmured. "Word travels fast," Jace admitted. "An unclaimed omega entering pack territory is big news." I sank lower in my seat, fighting the urge to hide from the dozens of eyes now tracking our progress. This was a mistake. I shouldn't have come here. I should have run when I had the chance—

MIRANDA Jake, short for nothing because his parents' looked at him the day he was born and said to themselves 'This face looks like a Jake', made up for his boring, simple name with his looks and — above all — his knowledge. I had the pleasure of having a short conversation with him before the class could begin and I learned that he was both well-spoken and the complete opposite of my sister. Whereas she could have ruled a town named 'Grumpyville' her counterpart was all sunshine, rainbows, and freaking unicorns. He smiled more than me and every smile that graced his soft-featured face was nothing short of genuine. He was nineteen but had been teaching self-defense since the age of sixteen w

' My parents smile and nod in approval. The first day Micah and I met, we had instant electricity. Micah transferred here from Storm Glenn a few years ago, residing with his Aunty. His Dad wanted him to have a good education and form a good rapport with us since we are the closest town to his. We are known for having the best education system in the state. Micah had grown up learning wrestling and boxing and continued it here. I love how seriously he takes it, and when he found me training myself in the woods, he offered to train me himself. Of course, I said yes. Sometimes we train at school during lunch or after school at the gym or meet in the woods on the weekends and train there.

she murmured, clutching her still throbbing head. The doctor clucked softly. "Absolutely," she said. "And it's lucky that you didn't lose your child." Fiona was silent, then glared instantly. She looked at the doctor beside her with a strange look on her face. "What does that mean?" she asked. The woman in the white coat sighed. Of course, she knew Fiona Aubrey very well. No one does not know the young lady Aubrey because, in addition to being famous for her beauty, Aubrey Corp. is one of the largest investors in several well-known hospitals in the world.