Merlin Academy Romane & Geschichten

He wants to ship me off to this bloody academy so he would continue being Alpha while I'm learning what exactly? This felt like exile disguised as honor. A way to get me out of his hair while he consolidated power. The thought made my blood boil. Bullshit, just bullshit. My eyes hardened with anger. Then I heard Riven continue, "The following names are chosen to come study at the Academy." He started listing names from each pack starting from Firstfell and I saw him call Tyrion's buddy from earlier and then finally he got to Grimwell. "Caden Gallen, Kaiya Wilson, Gretchen Everton

“The Bane pack youths had latched onto Ember while she was at the academy.” “What academy? You didn’t want her off pack lands?” Calum asked with confusion. “Bernadette had banished Ember and sent her to Wood Creek Academy as a scholarship orphan after Ilene had framed her for changing grades on the teacher’s computer.” “What? That academy is full of pompous pricks?” Calum answered with concern. “Well, turns out the Bane pack have some of their youth there and they took Ember in. She had requested to stay after I found her and I was forced to agree, since she no longer trusts me or the pack after what she’s been through.”

It is where the strongest are chosen to move on, and the weak either die, quit, or get expelled. Werewolf Academy isn’t your regular human university. There, we are taught the necessary skills to survive the incoming war. We study like the human do, but learning their science and technology is in no way fundamental to us. We have the Moon Goddess. We have portals. We have her blessed magic. We have pack telepathy. What better way to communicate than that?

Ironic how Shananel had drilled this into her mind ever since she was young And now, it was time to put them into action in front of her former mentor’s masterpiece. After the two attempts of the curse of the spells created by Merlin, seven branches from the Methuselah trees raced towards Diana. Their width was now bigger than her two arms combined and their sharpness gleaming under the moonlight sheen, the curse placed by Merlin was now out to take her head.

It looked pretty on Alexis’s hand. From today, she was going to the academy. The noble magic academy was the top academy for the noble people and magi. This academy not only taught magical spells but also gave theoretical knowledge. That was why previous Alexis got to study in this academy. She didn’t have elements and she was also not that knowledgeable person in theory. Hence, she was bullied by her classmate and target by her teachers too. For her to study in this academy her father had to use his power to admit her.

The Brightwing Academy stood proudly at the pinnacle of Magic expertise. The small island seemed insignificant in comparison to its significant advances in magic and military force. It is well-known around the world for magical studies relating to the four basic elements, the branches of which lead to all other elements. The academy developed not only world-class magicians and fighters but also items that would improve people's lives. It had a monopoly on everything magical, from military uses to common things, and it spanned numerous Empires.

The girl is gorgeous until she sneers at me, her eyes looking me up and down. "Watch where you are going!" She shouts in the most dramatic way possible. "And what are you wearing? If you are a student, you need to wear the color of your house. Aren't you sorted yet?" "Sorted?" I ask. Two other girls are glaring at me from behind the blonde girl, clearly her little minions. They all wear the same blue cheerleading clothes, and blondie got pointy ears—definitely Fae. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses; each one represents an element—as you can see, we all belong in the house of water. It values beauty, but beauty doesn't seem important to you since you're wearing those clothes."

What was on her mind was the fact that she had to be admitted to the academy soon. Before, she was against about the idea of her going to the academy. But as she got older, Minerva realized that going to the academy wasn't that bad at all. Although she would stay in the dormitory for an unknown amount of time, it was still a new experience for her that she wanted to try out. However, the problem was what Serena and Zinnia had told her earlier. It was about the missions that they had to go through and since she was a jeweled eye wielder and a guaranteed Saint Archmage, she would surely be dispatched to another continent for the mission.

I said. The academy was just like a normal school but in here they're trained on how to fight and they are taught about severe things concerning the werewolves. In the vampire kingdom,there's an academy too.Dad usually don't let me go but I do find my way sneaking in there with Alec's help and once I'm there,it's strictly training.i don't stay in class listening to boring history stories like I'm going to be doing now. "Stop it mera and I think you talk too much"he complained not looking at me

Clara’s eyes flickered over the coat of arms before gasping excitedly. “No way! It’s actually done being built?” She exclaimed, her lips pulling back into a smile. The way she grabbed my hands and squealed helped ease the ball of anxiety in my stomach, but only slightly. I still had this mountain of paperwork to deal with. The Magisterium, as Tristan and I named it, was the world’s first ever academy for the magical arts. When I presented the idea to Lola, she was absolutely ecstatic. I hadn’t wanted to put more on her plate, so I told her I’d take control of the project. She and Asher gave me everything I could’ve ever needed to kick start the thing.