Nathaniel Hawthorne Academy Novels & Stories

They all spilled out on to a large lawn where right in front of them, there stood a view, straight out of a Thomas Kinkade painting with a large mansion; "Welcome to Hale Academy!" xXxXx (End of Chapter One Word Count: 1972 Total Word Count: 7637)

That's why, even the president of the Lexington Academy felt pressure upon hearing the mention of Stephen Hart - the current head of the Hart Family. The Hart Family's influence was not only limited to businesses as they also established a named in several academic institutions. They owned shares across several well-known Colleges and Universities in the country, and the Lexington Academy was not an exception to this. Though the Harts only owned a little portion of the Academy's ownership, the fact that they were one of its owners was already a title that can't be ignored by the Academy staff and management - not even the Academy President.

please don't let her be talking about my school, I reread the messages over and over again and I wanted to reply, when she texted back “Oh wait it's bridgehall academy”

"We're here to escort you to Hollowhaven Supernatural Academy." "What? No fucking way am I going to that freak house." They might as well send me to a medieval torture chamber. I'll be the only human in a school full of vamps, weres, witches, and God knew what else. Before sunrise tomorrow, I would be dead.

"No one leaves the academy grounds. Anyone who resists will be considered a suspect." A wave of murmurs swept through the crowd. Some students stepped back, others exchanged uneasy glances. Skylar studied their faces-some were steady, others twitching. The smallest movements told more than words ever could. Suspicion cast a shadow over everyone, and no one knew when or where the danger would strike again. "And what about you, Silverman?" came a deep, challenging voice from the crowd. It was Nathaniel-one of the academy's top students, known for his cool composure and unmatched sword skills. But now, something else burned in his eyes-distrust.

A soft knock came at the open door. “Come in,” Alina said. Nathaniel stepped forward, hazel eyes shining green and gold in the light. He held a crumpled map of the school. “Did you find it?” he asked. "I did," she said with a small smile. "You and Charlotte will start at Westbridge Academy in two weeks." His face lit up, then quickly worried. "Will we be in the same class?" Alina took his hand. "You'll be in the same school, but your class will be with older children. They think you'll do better there."

I had only caught glimpses of the school and its inhabitants, and my previous experiences with Briar and Liam had left me anxious. As we walked down the grand staircase, I couldn’t help but notice the intricate details of the architecture. High ceilings adorned with magical motifs, large windows that seemed to glow with their own light, and artwork that pulsed with a life of its own created an atmosphere that felt both enchanted and intimidating. “Windamere Academy is unlike any other school,” my uncle began, guiding me through the spacious foyer. “It’s not just a place for learning; it’s a sanctuary for beings like us. You’ll find all kinds of species here, each with their own unique abilit

Nathaniel despised rogues, believing them to be feral and dangerous, and he didn't think there were any innocent ones. As he entered the meeting room, Nathaniel greeted McAllen, taking his seat in front of him, trying to compose himself and focus on the meeting, but his mind kept wandering back to the Omega and the bond that was slowly consuming him. "Good day, Mr. Hawthorne. It's great to finally meet the renowned designer," Mr. McAllen said, beaming with a wide grin as he extended a handshake. Nathaniel shook his hand with a smile, but his expression faltered as he detected the scent of a rogue on McAllen. Nathaniel's frown deepened, puzzled by the presence of a rogue's scent on a human. H

After finishing her meal, Leanor dismissed Alice and Raina, and walked out of the hall. She stopped at the Academy back gate, enveloped by towering trees and vibrant shrubs. Sighing, she settled on the grass, absentmindedly picking up stones and hurling them into the bush. Her mind wandered back to her days in middle school and then back at Gifted Academy. Gifted Academy, a world- famed institution for werewolves. The hostel is a sturdy, stone building located within the school grounds, surrounded by dense forests. The entrance features a large, iron gate with moon-shaped engravings.

She looked like she was shining and even from how far we sat it could be seen. May reached for my hand holding it in hers and so did Kelsey, I gave them both a little smile thanking them with my eyes “Hello student” she spoke as everyone quieted down “Welcome to a new week,” she continued “I know you all are wondering why you have been called here today, It is a very important information that shouldn't be overlooked and has to be addressed,” she said firmly “Hawthorne Academy has held up a prestigious status for decades, this school made a lot of people what they are today, including myself” she pointed to herself, I couldn't even guess where she was heading with what she was saying