Novel Academy Novels & Stories

As she never had gone to an academy even before, all the knowledge she had was due to her thirst for power and her… mother. Thalia leaned against the counter, her demeanor shifting to one of informative ease as she began explaining. “Acina Academy is quite prestigious. It’s known for its rigorous curriculum—everything from standard subjects to more specialized disciplines like magic, combat, and healing arts. Parents generally start discussing enrollment as soon as their children can read and write. The academy has a reputation for shaping future leaders of the Empire.” “Do you think Kael would be accepted?” Elena found herself asking, her mind drifting back to the boy practicing swordplay b

“Good afternoon, students, and welcome to Nocturne Academy. My name is Professor Elias Grey, and I am pleased to welcome this year’s incoming freshmen and transfer students. I want you all to know that you didn’t choose Nocturne Academy—Nocturne Academy chose you. “For generations, Nocturne Academy has been a sanctuary for those who are extraordinary in unseen ways, and it is a privilege to guide you as your professor, mentor, and fellow seeker of knowledge. “You are not just students of Nocturne Academy; you are its heartbeat, future, and pride. Some of you may come from long lineages of distinction, while others arrive here with the first spark of greatness in your veins. Nocturne Academy

"Just once. Show the new kids that alphas have feelings too." "Alphas have one feeling. Dominance." Marcus laughs like I'm joking. I'm not joking. I've spent the last seven years making sure everyone at Blood Moon Academy understands exactly what I am and exactly what happens if they challenge me. Smiling would undermine all of that work. The gates swing open and the first batch of arrivals start filtering through. New students are always the same type. Nervous humans with one supernatural parent, looking for answers. Vampires who move like they're calculating the distance to every exit. Younger shifters who still think being at an elite academy means they're special.

Born of three bloods, raised in disguise, The forgotten one will rise. Four princes will hunt, four hearts will claim, But only one will speak her true name. In the academy where lambs are led, The hunter shall become the hunted instead.* My hands trembled as I pushed the journal away. "This is crazy." "This is your destiny," Nana corrected. "And now that you've been selected for Crimson Moon Academy, it's begun." "I won't go," I said firmly. "I'll refuse. I'll run away."

Before I could start to cry, Gabe ran out, all legs and arms and thick curly hair, and helped me up. "You'll be okay," he'd said, brushing off my knees. "Shake it off." "The academy is a place for them to learn about the supernatural, train, and gain strength. They've been learning - though they didn't know it at first - how to help, hunt, and kill supernatural creatures of all kinds in case any of them came after my boys or, more specifically, you." I lifted my glass to take a drink and stiffened. "Why would anything else be after me?"

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

"Oh." Lyra walked toward the balcony railing, looked down, and immediately understood. Hundreds of new students filled the courtyard—the largest incoming class in academy history. There were children from every region of the kingdom: former noble territories, former cult settlements, and places that had spent generations divided, now studying, laughing, and learning together. The sight tightened something in her chest: hope. Pure hope. Elsa stepped beside her. "They wanted to see where it happened." Lyra understood. The academy was the place where everything began, and the place where everything nearly ended. Now it represented something else: a future. The realization made her smile.

Mas better kung ready rin ako para do'n. The title of the book was 'Ιστορία de Ἀκαδημία'. Sounds weird, looks weird, but I somehow managed to read it. Its first page was about the founder. AND THE FOUNDER WAS: VIVIAN MORIANA!? What the fuck? I hurriedly went upstairs to my room to get the book my papa gave me. "VIAN! HUWAG TUMAKBO BAKA MADAPA KA!" Paalala ni lola. "Sorry po!"

"Mom! I don't need any freaking body guard. I'm 16, I can take care of my fucking self. For heaven's sake, it is just school." Dropping the books, he yelled directly to his mother's face in anger. "Akillim Orshwood Junior, don't let me remind you who's son you are. Your father is the prime minister for intercontinental affairs of this Empire, and security measures are compulsory." "Screw this mom! I can't keep living this way." He turned, pulled up the books laying unhinged on the floor, and hurried out through the front door. ¶The Academy was a home for scholars, created for the purpose of knowledge study, skills, self-defense, and even magic was an explored factor.

"See you in a few hours Uncle." "Take care, my child and please don't cause any trouble." "And you too." Nyxoria shouted as she walked out of the throne room and signal for a guard standing guard to ready her horse, penelope. ★★★ Academy of the Arcane: At the large Assembly Grounds of the Academy all students stood and were staring at the direction the principal of the Arcane stood there. The werewolves stood in their line, the witches, vampires, faires and so on did the same thing.