My Villian Academia Novels & Stories

She would then laugh and say, "princess, do you accept defeat now?" The princess all in the name of a game didn't wanted to accept defeat. "I will never accept defeat, only when I am dead" Since then Reine plotted to get rid of the princess, that was how the powerful friendship they shared turned into some kind of game. End of flashback. Reine threw the frame away in anger, causing the screen to break, she gazed at the other frame, it was her and her mother.

The air in the Lunar Combat Arena was thick with tension. I stood at the edge of the crowd, my fingers clutching the vial of wolfsbane hidden in my pocket. The scent of sweat and anticipation from the other students—alphas, all of them—pressed against me, a reminder of how out of place I was. Dominion Academy wasn’t built for someone like me. An omega. A liar. Yet here I was, disguised as Val Rhen, a supposed alpha heir of a nonexistent pack, surrounded by wolves who could tear me apart if they knew the truth.

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

"It is an elite institution owned entirely by the royal family. It is strictly open to the high nobility of the werewolf kingdoms, and a select few on exceptional scholarships." The moment the words left her mouth, the name sent a sharp pain through my chest. Valtheris Academy. The name continued to echo loudly inside my head, a deafening, mocking roar that made the blood completely drain from my face. My grip tightened on the armrests until my knuckles turned white. Silas. His name flashed in my mind like a brand of pure fire. Valtheris Academy was the exact, prestigious institution Silas had used me to get into. Silas, the bastard who had ruthlessly crushed my soul, the man who had spent y

I walk into my first class of the day and immediately sit at the back. I fiddle with the buttons on my sweater as I wait for other students to make their way in. My schedule is almost the same to what I was enrolled in at Waindale High School, except for two electives. They've been replaced with nutrition and wellness and the very mysterious lycanthropy. Vivianne explained before class that it's something the humans at the Academy can take. It teaches them about their fellow students, how to cope with the idea, and how to view the world from this new perspective without becoming overwhelmed.

replaced by something equally precise Nora kept her own face exactly as it was. Beside her, Marcus had gone very still in the way she'd already noticed humans went still around the ones with real power. Not fear, exactly. Something more involuntary than that. "Welcome to Vael Academy." Caspian's voice carried without effort. not loud "For those of you attending for the first time you'll find your orientation packets in your rooms. covering housing assignments Read them. All of them. The ignorance of a rule hasn't historically been considered a defense at this institution."

“How is the academy treating you?” “It’s a lot different than I expected,” she said honestly. “I thought it was going to be a place of torment for vampires, but it’s nothing like that. It’s an actual academy like the one we went to. There are professors and tutors; I have to go to nightly classes. 4 of them each night to be exact. They give us exhausting homework; we have breakfast, lunch, and dinner. They let us drink wine during dinner which is laced with blood,” she went on to explain. “It’s how we keep the cravings from getting too bad and it helps. I’m in a section that doesn’t require a lot of blood-lust training. Besides the first time I’ve changed, I haven’t really lost my mind for b

Increasing the voltage to its highest level, his screams increased, and his skin began to change colors. I moved towards the caller by the wall. I pressed a button. "Bring a bucket of water" My new phone pinged with a notification. Must be the information I asked for. I brought out my phone, his voice fading into the background. The therapist's information displayed on the screen. I tapped on it. * NAME : Aurora Hayes *AGE: 23 years I paused. Twenty three? Wasn't she too young to be a therapist. I frowned but continued reading. * EDUCATION: None.

Absolutely not, he was too powerful yes, but he was also experienced with them, he's far too skilled with his powers to be here. "His father owned this academy before he passed." "What?" My heart suddenly skipped hearing that, I was so sure the arrogant boy who splashed water on me wasn't my long lost bestfriend but why did I feel a cold chill run through my spine hearing about the loss of his father? The girl didn't notice my reaction, thankfully. "Now Vicious practically owns the place." She continued. I stared at her blankly. "Wait, really?" "Yes." She nodded. "Vicious can get away with practically anything here, he's the most powerful student in the academy, he can do whatever he wants."

He’s male, which means claiming him means claiming him in front of everyone. And if I did? The shame burning in my chest. The shock on the elders’ faces. My father’s reaction. Every expectation I’ve carried since birth, shattered in one moment. This is exactly why I can never claim him. And Tavian and Astarian are refusing to see this. Three alpha heirs bound to one wolfless scholarship student. Never heard of that before in the history of this pack. And even the other two packs. “But I love writing history.” Vale said, breaking his silence after he had insulted me earlier in the stall.