Merlin Academy Romane & Geschichten

The Paradoxical Medieval Realm was a replica of the 15th century of the mortals' medieval time, a piece of a timeline broken and turned into an abandoned multiverse existing outside the current timeline. It was made by The Great Merlin, who sacrificed himself to trap Jagger and every other Dark Mythic. The Realm honed no mortal, which left the Alpha Vampires to starve to death. So one by one, his army reduced in numbers. And the sun was always open, either day or night. So the Alphas couldn't walk out if they wanted to. This was Merlin's punishment. And gruesome it is. However, they found a fatal flaw within Merlin's endless spell.

​I am Moon, a woman living at the bottom of this academy. This academy is located at the top of the mountain and the people who live below are the poor or "slap soil" as the rich call it. And yes, I am one of the poor called by the rich. Poor are forbidden in this school, It is full of rich and strong creatures here. But I am one of the lucky creatures who was given the opportunity to study at this school. ​ Yesterday was the anniversary of this school and yesterday also took place the picking of the name of the lucky creature who can enter this school for free. And I was one of the two names picked yesterday.

So this is my chance to gather all the information I want. Melinda: You really have a way with words. And don't think this academy is an easy going one. Most students drop out before they graduate but even so it is top academy for the number of elites we produce every year. Good luck out there Ban. Don't get yourself killed on the first day of school. Ban: Don't worry I won't die alone. Kiri is with me. Kiri: I wonder who the demon is sometimes. Melinda: Haha. You are really interesting. Well you can tell me about your day later on. Class is almost starting now. You may leave.

Standing right in front of her were the massive, towering iron gates of Velmora Academy. Suddenly, a strange, violent shiver ran straight down her spine. The air here felt incredibly, unnaturally cold, biting right through her thin jacket. She looked up at the center of the iron gates, where the dark, elegant crest of Velmora Academy was proudly displayed. Adjusting her black-framed glasses, Elara looked around the vast entrance. Her brow furrowed in confusion. Why is there not a single person here? The entire area was dead silent. There were no students hanging around, no cars, and no welcoming committees. The grand stone arches of the academy loomed in the evening shadows like a giant, sle

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

Xavier’s POV By the time we finally made it back to my suite, the academy had gone quiet. Break had emptied most of Eclipse Academy, leaving the halls almost unnaturally still. Every now and then, distant footsteps echoed somewhere beyond the corridor before fading into silence again. Our afternoon in the library had followed us home. Journals covered my coffee table. Loose sheets of parchment filled with hurried notes were scattered across the couch and the floor. Maps, family trees, and names of forgotten kingdoms were scribbled across pages in three different handwritings. We’d spent hours chasing Aldren’s trail, only to discover every answer pointed toward another question.

Then she crossed the courtyard and stood in front of Clara, close enough that their breath mingled in the cold air. "You have me," Morwen said. "Not as a teacher. Not as a protector. As—" she paused, searching for the word. "As yourself," Clara said. "That's all I've ever wanted." --- The Academy was different now. The changes were subtle—the quality of the light in the corridors, the ease with which students moved through spaces that had once felt charged, the way the faculty seemed less harried, less defensive. The headmaster's resignation had been announced, and the faculty council had appointed an interim replacement—a quiet woman named Provost Meren who had been at the Academy for decad

Geneva returned to the Tower of Merlin, the revered housing compound of exemplary mages. The Tower of Merlin is not really a singular tall tower but is actually a castle with big rooms filled with subspaces folded by magic so you can have a very big space in a single room since mages tend to use large spaces for their spells and stuff. She and her boyfriend, Gallen live there but he was formerly living in Sellsword's Keep, the residential home of assassins, but he left it because Leanna still stays there.

Demetrius had this gleam in his eyes, knowing that she was asking questions that she didn't want to know the answers to, that maybe Arianna shouldn't if she wanted to have any restraint. Demetrius' eyes darkened for a split second before he said, "Thousands of years ago, Merlin was a powerful witch that was part of a coven named, 'The Seniorem Coven'. Merlin made an immortality elixir for him and his fiancée who was apparently a wolf to drink so they could be together for eternity. It turned out to be a trick when Merlin drank the elixir with Amara the wolf, which made him the first MONGREL, the wolf and the witch. Merlin' plan to live forever with Amara hit the fan when a vampire named Adon

“Let’s just… pretend none of this happened.” Lily crossed her arms. “Who were those boys anyway?” “The boys name is Ereth Valenor. Students from Sylvaren Academy,” Fianna said. “Our most prestigious magical institution and that’s is where we will be schooling till our school is rebuilt.” Scott smirked. “Good. Then I get another chance to teach that guy a lesson.” Lily groaned. “What did I just say?” The tension dissolved into laughter, even mine. For a few seconds, it felt like the world was normal again.