Romans & histoires Merlin Academy

And that would be extremely dangerous for us. They were pure evil who loved killing and laughing over the dead body while stepping on their chest and face and even feel proud of their work. They wanted nothing but blood and war. War for power. War to prove who was strong. But for what? Who would you prove if everyone would just die? I shrugged off my thoughts as we all gathered in front of the academy and Merlin was already standing upon the stairs. "The first team has been dispatched. Now the second team along with Shield Agents will go to track down the criminal Med Lauren. Get to work, soldiers!" Merlin announced in a loud voice. His voice was stonic even under -2°C and it was surprising.

"My name is Eliana Blake, and you will address me as Miss Blake, like the others... Now, continue." I nodded and cleared my throat. "Centuries ago, all the supernatural species, mainly the werewolves, witches, and vampires, lived side by side. Together, they built an Academy where royals and selected students from high society could enroll and learn to train among the most powerful beings in the world." I kept the description short and to the point. "Yes, what you said is right." Miss Blake nodded, gesturing to me with her hand to sit down, which I obeyed immediately.

"Come. There's something you need to see." The study smelled like old leather and ink, with underlying notes of the herbs her father used for protection wards around their property. Magical maps covered the walls, showing supernatural territories and pack boundaries that shifted like living things. But today, her attention was caught by something new on his desk. An elegant envelope, sealed with wax that shimmered with its own inner light. "What is it?" she asked, though something deep in her chest already knew. "An invitation. From Moonrise Academy." Miranda's breath caught. She'd heard whispers of the legendary school in her father's books and research—the elite institution where future pa

“The rules are simple: we can explore any castle, as long as we’re not students of umbra.” Seraphine raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “So, does that mean I can sneak a peek inside your castles too?” Caleb chimed in with a grin. “Yh, of course.” “Come on,” Mina looped her arm through Seraphine’s. Wyverndale girl. Show us your new kingdom.” Seraphine smiled, feeling a little spark of pride. “Alright then. Let’s go.” The Wyverndale Wing stood at the easternmost edge of the academy, high and vast like a castle built into the clouds. The doors were carved from blue-crystal wood, etched with dragons and gusting winds.

She whispered, holding his arms, trying to calm him down. "The Elite Academy is ready to take our werewolves students so that they can resume their education over there." She informed. The Elite Academy was the oldest academy and the only academy in the whole world managed by God himself. But the only problem was that all kinds of creatures around the whole world used to study there, whether it was vampires, witches, mermaids, angels, demons, fairies, hunters, and many more. The demand for that academy started getting low when separate creatures started building separate academies in their region because they couldn't stand staying in the same place where their enemies used to stay.

"Please teach Cynthia the Welkin Language. If it isn't much, I would like to learn it as well." "I see no problem with that," Jerell said and smiled the way a father would to his children seeking wisdom. -- Selena was still thinking of her dream with that mysterious voice calling herself Wisteria. In exchange for the information about her brother's whereabouts, she has to give her something. She wanted a talisman that would still be effective even after Selena died. Selena cleared her throat, thinking of the possibility that she could actually make something like that.

Dera and her mom entered the other car as they drove to Frost Academy. Dera POV I plugged my headphones as I listened to You should be sad by Halsey. I saw as we passed some big buildings and even some schools , we passed Pearl Academy , Hallel college Blossom highschool. Then my mom shook me as we came down from the car. Woah....... This School was big!!! It was painted blue and white , there was a water fountain at the middle and some students roaming around the school. The school was to resume next week but as a boarder, you have to resume a week earlier.

"Incantamentum Luna Medeis Esperantos Lacerna Adaperio" It must be to remove the cloaking spell around the academy. The academy authorities were smart enough to hide their treasure from the human world as well as the creatures who are not registered, students. Which includes us. Talk about unregistered students…That's the biggest problem we are going to face next. Cynthia stops her chanting and turns towards us, her face rendering no such expression. "It's done. Walkthrough the wall. And-" she looks at Alex with a subtle warning. "Remember your promise." She says.

¶The Academy was a home for scholars, created for the purpose of knowledge study, skills, self-defense, and even magic was an explored factor. There weren't many institutes around, and most sophisticated ones, well equipped, wer located in the upper echleon's Kingdoms, one of which was the kingdom of Eingburg of the Continent of Thames: The Thames Empire. The pursuit of knowledge had always been at the tip of Akillim's toes. He pursued it with an wholesome dexterity, ignoring every other course, as he found them intellectually degrading. The Academy's classes officially ended before the evening of the day, and his chauffeur had manned his station, preparing for their forthcoming departure. T

I must definitely be dreaming. My Uncle took a step closer. “That’s not your biggest problem tonight.” His tone was low. But it was enough to make one of Simon’s friends instinctively step back. Simon tried to look calm, though he clearly failed. “What… what exactly is in that forest?” My uncle stared straight at him for a few seconds. Then he said quietly, “Something far more dangerous than you can comprehend.” The night breeze blew gently through the garden. Silent. Unnerving. And then my uncle continued in an even colder tone.